I used thunder to kill four mercenaries without making much noise, but these four people who checked the situation have not returned for a long time, which will inevitably arouse the suspicion of the mercenaries below.

I immediately went upstairs and went back to my study.

With a quick glance, the battle here is over, and Jones is finished!

When he pounced on Mahmood, Tian Yunfei, who was hiding under the table, suddenly attacked. This kid's martial arts routine is unpredictable, under the sudden attack, not to mention that Jones was seriously injured, even in his heyday, he couldn't escape!

He is the king of killers on the dark web, his means of killing are powerful, and his marksmanship is extremely accurate, but when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, he is still not good compared to our five brothers.

The five of us joined forces, plus an ace killer, Blooddance, and Jones's many tricks were already hated before they were used.

Tian Yunfei's knife pierced his chest, castrated unabated, and directly nailed his body to the wall!

The strength of this little bald head is not small, and the tip of the knife penetrates the wall a few inches! Jones's body is even more pierced!

Bang bang bang!

The blood dance hiding on the ceiling fired three shots in a row, and the gun hit Jones's vital point, eyebrows, throat, and heart!

It's just that Jones didn't die immediately, his face was as hideous as a ghost, his left hand was raised, and a golden mini pistol appeared in his palm, aimed at Tian Yunfei's slippery head, and he had to pull a cushion before he died.

It's just that Lu Wu, Ma Wenchao, and Jiang Li next to him, the three masters are here, how can they let Jones succeed. As soon as he raised his pistol, Lu Wu had already raised his knife and cut off Jones's only remaining left arm!

Jones exhausted the last bit of strength in his body, and his blood-soaked head tilted to the side, and he died!

"Being ambushed by so many of us, and being able to resist for so long, is worthy of being the killer king of the dark web!" Lu Wu looked at Jones's corpse and muttered.

"It's a pity that I didn't see his amazing marksmanship!" "Blood Dance jumped down from the ceiling with a look of regret.

"Hehe, I'm Ma Wenchao here, does he have a chance to shoot?" Ma Wenchao wiped the blood stains splashed on his face and squinted his eyes.

"I nailed the king of the dark web killers with one sword, and I will be famous all over the world from now on!" Tian Yunfei was proud.

Jiang Li was silent, vigilantly paying attention to the surrounding situation.

At this moment, footsteps were heard again at the top of the staircase.

I stepped forward, bent down to pick up Mahmud, who was shivering under the table, and said, "Your people have gone upstairs, tell them that nothing is wrong, and no one should come up!"

Mahmoud, who was already frightened, naturally did not dare to disobey my orders, and honestly did what I said.

"I'm going to shock the dark web again!" I said, pointing to Jones' body.

"Brother Feng, although he is Jones nine times out of ten, but we haven't seen Jones face after all, should we confirm his identity to the people on the dark web?" Lu Wu spoke.

I smiled, pointed to a severed arm on the ground and said, "Don't be sure, this person is Jones." In addition to his amazing marksmanship, Jones's other hallmark is the left-handed palm thunder, which is a small pistol that can be clasped in the palm of the hand. You can see that in the palm of his left arm, there is a golden mini-pistol, which can indicate Jones's identity. In addition, who can resist for a long time in the face of the ambush of the six of us, who else can it be if it is not Jones?"

I looked at Mahmoud and smiled, "Did you say?"

Mahmoud, whose face was as pale as paper, immediately nodded and said, "Yes, he is Jones, it's true!"

"Hmm. Lu Wu nodded and did as I was told.

Blood Dance bent down to take off the small golden pistol in Jones's left hand, played with it in his hand, and then looked at me and said, "Boss, can you give me this gun?"

"Absolutely. I smiled, walked over to Mahmoud, pulled out my phone, and played a recording.

This recording is the conversation we had with Mahmoud just now, including the conversation where I asked him to lure Jones over and we ambushed and assassinated.

"Big ...... Big brother, what do you mean by that?" Mahmoud asked, looking at me and stammering.

I smiled and said, "We can kill Jones, you should be the first to take the lead." It was you who tricked Jones into this room, and the six of us were able to get it, so I'm going to keep this recording as evidence of your meritorious service. ”

Mahmoud's stiff face squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said, "Big brother, I am very obedient and did what you ordered, can you let me go?"

"Of course, I have no grievances with you, why should I harm you?" I squinted slightly, tapped my fingers on the table, and said, "Mahmoud, you should know Jones's identity, right?"

"I ...... I know. Mahmoud glanced at Jones's corpse and said with a pale face: "He is the number one killer of the dark web and the boss of the Death Scythe." ”

"If only you knew. I smiled and said, "Pony, what do you think will happen to you if I publish this recording and let the Death Scythe know that their boss was killed by you in collusion with outsiders?"

Mahmoud's body trembled suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes showed horror, pointed at me, and said in a trembling voice: You ...... You ......"

"I think with your IQ, you should be able to understand the consequences of this incident, and it's not just the Death Scythe, if you let your uncle Suhar know that his brother Jones was killed by your collusion with Nanqianmen's people, do you think your uncle will flake you alive or throw you into the oil pan and blow you up?" I smiled and said, "I know that your Suhar family is a big family, and your uncle has a lot of nephews, dozens." There was once a nephew who made a mistake and was thrown into the oil pan and fried. ”

Mahmoud collapsed to the ground, gasping for air, and then he knelt down at me, pleading with tears in his nose and tears: "Big brother, I beg you, don't release this recording." Otherwise, my uncle would really throw me in the oil pot......"

He pleaded and kowtowed, his forehead shattered, and blood ran down his head. It can be seen that he is afraid of his uncle Suhar!

"It's entirely up to you whether or not this recording is released or not, and it's up to you to do it. I said lightly.

"Big brother, you ...... What do you mean?" asked Mahmoud with a confused look on his face.

"You be one of my dogs!" I said in an expressionless and accentuated tone: "An obedient lackey, you will do whatever I tell you to do." That way, I won't publish the recording. ”

Mahmoud is Sohar's own nephew, and he is in charge of such a large estate, which shows that Suhar has great respect for him. In the future, if we want to develop Jinshanjiao trade here, it is inevitable that the most direct and fierce conflict will break out with Suhar, and I will plant a chess piece next to Suhar in advance, which will have unexpected results.

This chess piece, naturally, is Mahmoud.

Mahmoud was only stunned for a moment, and then immediately said: "Big brother, I am willing to be your dog and your lackey." As long as you don't publish the recording, I'll bite whoever you ask me to bite. ”

"Hey, Mahmood, you're such a smart man. I smiled, bent down and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "But you have to understand the identity of your master, my name is Wang Feng, and I am the master of Nanqianmen." ”

"Yes, Lord Wangmen, I will be your lackey and the lackey of Nanqianmen in the future. Mahmoud said spinelessly.

I laughed, although this Mahmoud is very shameless and undignified, but there is no doubt that this kind of person lives a long time, and if he says nothing, he will now become a corpse.

Subsequently, I asked for his contact information and said, "In the future, when I need you to do something, I will contact you." When you are not needed, you continue to be your lord of the manor. ”

"Yes, Mr. Wang, I understand. Mahmoud nodded repeatedly.

"What's your name Maha...... Mao De right," I frowned and said, "Your name is too awkward, I'll give you a Chinese name." ”

"The Chinese name is good, with the name given by the door master, we will all be our own people in the future." Mahmoud said shamelessly.

"Mahmoud, you will be called ...... from now on Let's draw vines with horses. "I thought the name was easy to remember, so I said.

"Horse painting vine horse painting vine ......" Mahmoud muttered a few times, nodded and said: "Okay, I remember, master." From now on, my name will be Ma Hua Teng. ”