The tiger is finished, and Yao Han and Xiaodao are also dead.

A very important news was revealed from my words, that is, the demise of the tiger, Yao Han and Xiaodao was all related to me and caused by me.

This news made everyone who heard it pale.

They had always thought that the police had done this, but now they have finally found the real murderer.

It's just that although they understand, the fear in their hearts is even stronger, because they know very well that this kind of disaster will soon befall their heads.

Xiong Ye's throat squirmed slightly, and a dense layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, wanting to say something, but I didn't give Xiong Ye a chance to speak.

"I know, you and Fat Brother were good brothers before. ”

"In order to save you, the fat brother even used his body to block a bullet, and the fat brother often bragged to me about this before. ”

"In the fat brother's heart, you will always be his boss, and his affection for you has not changed from beginning to end. ”

"When the fat brother was in danger, with your ability to show up a little, you don't need to help the fat brother block the bullet at all, you just need to go out and show up and say a word, maybe the fat brother can survive, but you don't ......"

"I didn't kill the fat man. Xiong Ye said in a hoarse voice.

"That's right, you didn't kill the fat brother, you just watched the fat brother go to his death. I sneered.

I even think that for the fat brother, the physical pain suffered at that time is probably not as strong as the despair in the fat brother's heart.

But where there is a glimmer of hope, the fat brother probably will not bring so many bombs, directly to the door, when a person with the determination to die, when he walks into the enemy's lair, you can imagine what kind of despair he is facing.

For this Xiong Ye, I am even more disgusted than those people in the White Tiger in my heart.

The white tiger killed the fat brother, but that was because the two sides were originally opponents...... Even if there is a grudge, in fact, I will not be so angry, but what Master Xiong did made me feel extremely cold in my heart.

After saying so much at once, I couldn't help but take a breath, my face became cold again, and that kind of cold gaze made Xiong Ye tremble involuntarily.

"Having said all this, it's just to make you a ghost who understands, don't still know why I killed you...... Almost, it's time to send you on your way. I said coldly.

This sentence is equivalent to directly announcing the death penalty of Master Xiong.

Master Xiong's body trembled slightly, and his face turned pale.

There are also monkeys and glasses next to them, and the two of them are also creepy, with goosebumps on their bodies.

At this moment, the monkey couldn't help but scream: "Don't kill us, this matter has nothing to do with us, it wasn't us who pushed the fat man into the fire pit." ”

"This matter is all decided by Master Xiong alone. Glass shouted at the side.

At the moment of life and death, everything is also expressed, don't look at the good brothers before, but now? It's nothing, it's bullshit, in order for himself to survive, no one minds selling his good brother.

It's just that the words of the monkey and the glass made me laugh a little, that's all: "Don't say anything, monkey, glass, you two are also former bosses, don't let me look down on you now, the death of the fat brother, do you two dare to say that there is no responsibility?"

That's right, although this matter was typeset by Master Xiong, these two people also played a role in fueling the troubles.

Because Master Xiong let the fat man be the second-in-command, these two people were also quite dissatisfied in their hearts, so when something happened, the jealousy and malice in their hearts made these two people push from behind the fat man, and they were also one of the culprits who pushed the fat brother to the fire pit.

Looking at these people in front of me, I suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness in my heart.

Fat brother, fat brother, I warned you a long time ago, these people in the Rainbow Pavilion can't be trusted, you just don't listen.

In your heart, you regard Master Xiong as the best boss, and the monkey and the glass as your best brothers, but you don't know that in the hearts of these people, you are not as good as bullshit.

This is what you call a brother.

I even felt like it was a waste of time to talk to these people so much.

Shaking my head, I walked towards those people, seeing that I was approaching, the fear in the hearts of these people reached the limit, and they were all constantly retreating, even the bear, the monkey and the glass.

But how big can this conference room be, and where can it retreat, soon, there is no way to retreat.

Crowded together, they looked like a group of fish desperately struggling to survive in a dry puddle.

Xiong Ye was originally a boss, but now, he almost completely lacks the demeanor and temperament of the boss.

There was only fear left on his face, and finally after the fear reached a limit, Xiong Ye finally reluctantly mustered up some courage, and suddenly screamed loudly: "Boss, kill him." ”

"This kid is not afraid of bullets, but ...... Use a knife to hack him to death. Master Xiong roared loudly.

I originally heard that Master Xiong was going to kill me, but those people were all full of weirdness, how to kill it, this person can't be killed by bullets, what do you use to kill?

But the latter sentence seems to point out a path for these people.

Yes, bullets can't kill, but maybe a knife can, like body armor?

One by one, they felt as if they saw some hope, and under the impetus of fear, they howled loudly, pulled out their machetes from their arms, and pounced on me.

Shaking his head slightly, even if these people are like this, they are just sending them to death.

I'm not afraid of bullets, and I'm not afraid of knives.

The Moon Blade appeared in my hand, and my body instantly rushed forward, and I was faster than them.

The moon blade in his hand kept waving up and down, and the light shone on the back of the moon blade, exuding a dazzling light.

Every time the blade in his hand danced, a red bead of blood could be seen floating out in midair.

Blood is spilling.

The sound of screams came and went.

There was still the last glimmer of hope, but that hope quickly turned to despair.

The blade in their hand can't even touch my body.

The moon blade in my hand, I don't know what it came from, it was unimaginably sharp, but it was just slashed in midair, and the machete in my hand was cut off in an instant.

In the next second, the sharp edge of the moon blade would tear through his throat, feeling the taste of blood gushing from his throat, and his body fell to the ground softly, twitching continuously, and then there was no movement at all.

It's as if I've become a killing machine that never knows how to get tired, just wielding the weapon in my hand like a machine.

Die, die, die.

Blood, blood, blood!

In this small conference room, the pungent smell of blood was permeated.

There were large patches of goo everywhere on the ground, and corpses were piled up all over the ground.

I don't know when it started, fewer and fewer people were able to stand, and more and more people died.

Eventually, a body howled and lunged at me, and just as I was attacking the other man, the knife in my hand stabbed me in the lower abdomen.

But before the tip of the knife touched my body, it stopped, and grabbed the machete with one palm.

I'm not afraid, but if this thing is poked on my body, it will actually hurt a lot.

So I grabbed my fingers, and then I grinned, and my fingers were a little harder, and I heard a creak, and the tip of the knife suddenly broke, and then the broken knife, which was half a foot long, was directly poked by me in the neck of the monkey.

With one hand on his throat, he kept backing away, then flew up and kicked the monkey's body.

The monkey's body seemed to have been hit by a truck, and it flew straight upside down, slamming into the body of the glass that was just about to rush behind it.

The bodies of the two men flew out at the same time like a string of sugar gourds, hitting the wall behind them.

The glass behind it couldn't withstand such a violent impact, his chest quickly sunken, blood spurted wildly in his mouth, and his head was already crooked.

Ahh......hh

At this time, Master Xiong next to him finally couldn't bear it anymore, he looked crazy, and he grabbed a huge thick-backed machete more than a meter long from somewhere in his hand, and pounced on me.

The machete in his hand slashed at my head.