Yan Jiucheng's hand struck violently somewhere on Niu Tou's left hand holding the beer bottle, and Niu Tou only felt that his left hand instantly struck an uncontrollable sour numbness.

If it's on weekdays, let alone playing like this, what if it's discounted? This is all within the range that the bull head can bear.

But this time is clearly different.

This kind of sour numbness actually made the extremely muscular arm unable to hold and drink more than half of the beer bottle, and the beer bottle slipped from the bull's hand in an instant.

Syllable.

There was a crunch, and the beer bottle fell to the ground.

At the same time, Niu Tou's right hand instinctively stretched out to the dagger on the table, but it was obvious that he was shocked by Yan Jiucheng's sudden attack and the strange soreness after the shot, and the hand stretched out to the dagger was actually a little flustered.

Burst.

Another blow sounded.

Yan Jiucheng's hand hit Niu Tou's right hand again.

Although Niu Tou saw Yan Jiucheng coming, he didn't listen to the call if he wanted to hide, and he saw that the situation had changed greatly and wanted to take the dagger in his hand first, so he didn't rest assured that Yan Jiucheng's punch was made.

But what made him unbelievable was that with Yan Jiucheng's second blow on his left hand, his right hand, which had just held the dagger, did not obey the call.

With a click, the dagger was taken by Yan Jiucheng the moment it fell to the ground.

Whether it is in the gates of hell or outside the gates of hell, Niu Tou has fought with people many times, and he has also lost, but he lost inexplicably like today, and he really can't be blinded.

Only dead, of course.

This series of processes only took a few seconds, and at the moment when the dagger of the bull's head was taken away, he was ready to be cut his throat in the next second, his hands were not sensitive, and it only took a second to take his life.

It's not bad to die to the smell of wine wafting through the air, he thought.

Yan Jiucheng took the dagger of the bull head, and saw that the bull head was full of misery and despair.

"Brother, how is my style of play? Yan Jiucheng laughed and immediately handed the dagger to Niu Tou.

The bull head was stunned, Yan Jiucheng, who had obviously snatched the knife and had the upper hand, actually didn't take advantage of the numbness in his hand, cut his throat, and handed the dagger back, although he had doubts in his heart, his hand took the dagger as quickly as possible.

The feeling of going from death to life made the bull head breathe a sigh of relief.

"You...... You ......" Yan Jiucheng actually didn't do anything when he was absolutely overwhelmed, and Niu Tou couldn't understand it.

"You are my brother who has formed an alliance, how can I kill you?" Yan Jiucheng smiled: "In the ancient times of our country, worshipping the son was a brother, you are my eldest brother, if I kill you, I will be spurned by the people of the world, this is called righteousness." ”

This remark made Niu Tou a little ashamed.

He looked at Yan Jiucheng with admiration, this was the first time he had heard an explanation of alliance from the mysterious East, this concept was very appetizing to the bull's head.

"Then who are you going to kill?" Niu Tou's eyes showed ruthlessness, since Yan Jiucheng was going up to the fourth floor, he would definitely kill a boss on the fourth floor, and just now Yan Jiucheng's attitude made Niu Tou recognize this brother.

Now, he is very happy that such a brother lives on the fourth floor, and it is better to support each other than to fight each other now.

"Whoever you want to kill, I'll help you kill whomever you want, you can do it tomorrow morning, it's easy. Yan Jiucheng looked outside, and after making sure that there was no one outside, he whispered close to the ear of the bull's head.

"It's not an easy task, it's hard for you to single out the boss on the fourth floor, unlike the third floor, where there is a big movement at one end. Seeing that Yan Jiucheng was full of confidence, Niu Tou couldn't help frowning.

"What do you think of my kung fu just now, is it mysterious?" Yan Jiucheng asked.

Niu Tou nodded again and again when he heard this, the two tricks just now were indeed too mysterious for this black man, and he had heard of the mysterious kung fu from the mysterious eastern country, and now it was the first time he had seen it.

Even if he was lucky, the first time he saw it, he saw the fur that Yan Jiucheng learned from the top point master.

"I have something more mysterious. Yan Jiucheng plucked out his ears, took out a piece of black stuff from his ears, and put it in the palm of his hand: "As long as you believe me, put this thing in the water they want to drink, or something, a gang of people can fall down more than half, lose the backbone, and they will disperse." ”

"What is this?"

Yan Jiucheng smiled and pointed to his mouth: "Eat." ”

This thing was given to him by Granny Miao.

"What poison is so strange that you can hide it in your ears. Niu Tou was a little suspicious, but the two hands that Yan Jiucheng exposed just now did shock him.

He had wanted to kill the yellow hair on the east side of the fourth floor for a long, long time.

Of course, that yellow hair wanted to kill him for a long, long time.

If Yan Jiucheng can be replaced with Huang Mao, Niu Tou's life will be a little better, at least he will not worry about the gang fighting and losing his life when he walks around on the fourth floor.

Why don't you try it? And without doing it directly, it's convenient to get something into their food in this mixed place. The bull's head is cloudy.

"Try it. Niu Tou stretched out his hand and wanted to take the black thing in Yan Jiucheng's hand, but Yan Jiucheng's hand pulled back and shook his head: "You can't touch it, there are rules for this, it has to be at half past four tomorrow morning, when there are still stars, I will give it to you after reciting the spell, it will have an effect." ”

It sounds like a god's chatter.

If it weren't for the trust that Yan Jiucheng had just grabbed the dagger but didn't name it, Niu Tou would just laugh and ignore it, but now it's different, this mysterious oriental country has mysterious kung fu, and there is also mysterious witchcraft.

In the hometown of the bull head, there are also witches and other characters.

"The sun rises tomorrow morning, at half past four?" the bull head thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, I'll go down early and pick you up." ”

At half past four in the morning, it belongs to the stage of strict control between the various floors, and there are few people walking around outside at that time, and if the floors below are mixed, it is easy to have problems, so there will be people guarding the floors.

Yan Jiucheng smiled and nodded.

"This thing, it's also easy to use, sprinkle in water, sprinkle it when eating, the interval between the other party's eating can't exceed one hour, and it's useless if it exceeds one hour. "Granny Miao's instructions are clear.

There wasn't a time when there were still stars at half-past four, and there were no spells.

The early bird has worms to eat, Yan Jiucheng must get up early and come to the fourth floor to do errands.

"By the way, Boss George, will he come down and take a walk?" When he came down to the fourth floor, Yan Jiucheng asked 'casually'.

"He doesn't come down, it's too messy down there. ”

"Never come down?"

"Never. ”

"Then Boss George is going to the fifth and sixth floors?"

"Never. ”

"Then he doesn't see the others?"

"He had two good relationships, and sometimes he would shout to play golf upstairs and watch TV or something. The bull head sighed enviously.

The entire eighth floor was George's, and he actually got a golf training range, which was certainly not big, but it was enviable enough.

"He didn't see anyone but those two. ”

When Yan Jiucheng heard this, this George was really cautious, and it seemed impossible to wait for him to come down when he got closer, and it seemed impossible to climb to the higher floors and wait for George to meet him.

If you can't see George, how can you talk to him about a deal?

Yan Jiucheng didn't ask any more, and returned to the third floor after chatting with Niu Tou for a while, and the younger brothers on the third floor were so excited when they saw Yan Jiucheng come back.

"Boss, you were so angry just now, and the other gangs said that you were the most heroic in this hell gate!"

"Yes, you can still laugh on your toes, chief, you are really ...... ”

Yan Jiucheng coldly glanced at the people who came over to pat the sycophants.

When those people saw that this posture was wrong, they immediately shut up.

At this time, the night was dark, a day had passed, only four days, and with the help of Niu Tou, it would not be too difficult for him to live on the fourth floor. But his goal is not to live in layers of live, his goal is to meet George and trade with him.

Yan Jiucheng pushed open the window and looked out.

I really can't do it, so I can only take a risk and break through from outside the wall.

The fourth floor was better than the third floor, and on the four sides of the fourth floor, there was only one gang member on each side, and he could tell his men not to come near his room for a certain period of time, and he would not see what he was doing in the room. And there are too many gangs on the third floor, and it is unsafe to have too many people.

Walking to the railing, Yan Jiucheng looked down, and the agent was still wandering below, chatting with people to find out the news.

Whether it was the way this person walked, or the behavior of a newcomer chatting around at night, it showed that this was an agent, not to mention that this person looked at the eighth floor at every turn.

Too exposed.

Obviously, Yan Jiucheng felt that this agent had to be dealt with, otherwise he would not be able to find a way to climb up to the eighth floor to see George from outside the wall with all his heart.

Yan Jiucheng gritted his teeth, and his eyes showed ruthlessness.

Turning back to the room, he brought a rock.

Boom.

The sound of sharpening knives rang out.

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Late at night.

There were more than a dozen people sleeping in a room, one of them did not lie down, but sat by the window, his head stretched out to probe, and like Yan Jiucheng, he saw the pipe leading to the eighth floor.

Then, he sighed softly and looked down at the back of his hand.

An image of a woman holding a child is tattooed on the back of the hand.

His name is Michaeu.

Baby, as long as I successfully complete the mission, they won't kill you, and Daddy will definitely do it. Mixiu, who looks like a tough guy, shows his weak side.

He kissed the back of his hand, tears streaming down his face.

Yan Jiucheng's judgment is not wrong, he is an agent of the president of country X, but he has retired, but now he is serving a certain organization, to be precise, he is controlled by them.

To be more precise, it was his relatives who were controlled.

If you can successfully complete the task, the family will reunite and share the glory, and if you do not successfully complete the task, the family will go to Huangquan together.

His wife is only 23 years old, and his children are only eight months old, with a son and a daughter.

The gates of hell, he can only come, and he can only succeed.

"Lord, it's nothing that I'm dead, my darlings are only eight months old, and they're only eight months old......," Mishew prayed silently as he knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his eyes at the thought of his children and wife being controlled at this time.

"Lord, this time, I can only succeed, not fail. ”

Mitheu's prayer was unspoken, so no one heard it, but I didn't know if God could hear it.