Chapter 5: Ice Lemon Assassination
Looking at the scene in front of him, Huo Siao tilted his head, and the corners of his mouth slightly provoked an arc, of course, this is something that others can't see, presumably this is Mr. Jin.
But while he was looking at the other party, the whole room was looking at him, and everyone's faces showed a blank look.
"Who are you looking for?" A young man with a dragon and a phoenix on his arm stood up and walked up to Huo Siao.
Huo Siao didn't seem to hear him speak, he ignored him at all, stared at Mr. Jin with straight eyes, and said in a somewhat indifferent voice: "You are Mr. Jin, right?"
"I am!" Mr. Jin also reacted, put his hand off the necks of the two girls, raised his head to meet Huo Siao's gaze, and said, "Are you looking for me?"
"It's nothing!" Huo Si raised his head proudly and said, "I just want your life!" he said with such an understatement, as if it were as simple as cutting your own fingernails.
Before Mr. Jin could react, Huo Siao suddenly had a short knife in his palm, raised his hand and stabbed into the neck of the young man closest to him, and then kicked him in the lower abdomen.
The young man didn't even react to what was going on, his body flew out upside down, his eyes were round and he looked at Huo Siao in disbelief, but he no longer had the strength to stand up, sitting in the corner of the wall, his hands on his neck that was spurting blood.
"Ah, murder!" the two girls exclaimed.
The corners of Huo Siao's mouth were slightly raised, and he slowly raised his legs to close the door, and at this moment of lightning, his figure rushed directly towards Mr. Jin like a cheetah.
His speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Mr. Jin, holding a short knife and stabbing Mr. Jin in the throat.
Mr. Jin is also a person who has been walking on the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and he recalled it at that time, this kid is here to kill himself, and he didn't want to jump to the side suddenly, jumping far away to avoid this knife.
However, Huo Siao's knife was too fast, but it didn't hurt the vital point, but cut a long hole in his shoulder, and the blood instantly stained his clothes.
Mr. Jin got up from the ground in embarrassment, but before he could stand firmly, Huo Siao's second knife arrived, this knife went straight to his neck, he subconsciously leaned back, and avoided this knife at the same time, his body was as vigorous as a loach, and he picked up a sofa pier from his side and threw it out without looking at it.
"Whoosh, boom!"
Huo Siao raised his leg and kicked the sofa pier away, and then plunged a knife into the chest of a junior brother, pulled out the short knife violently, and slashed through the neck of another junior brother.
"Poof!" blood spurted out of the little brother's neck, spraying Huo Siao's body, and the entire private room was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the blood slowly flowed down the wall to the ground.
Seeing this scene, the excitement in Huo Siao's heart could no longer be described in words, and an astonishing murderous aura broke out in an instant.
At this time, those little brothers also reacted, they were also some outlaws, and they were not afraid of him at all, either they picked up the wine bottle, or they picked up the sofa pier on the side, and hit him one after another.
Huo Siao was not in a hurry, dodged to avoid the oncoming wine bottle, and then raised his leg and kicked on the chest of a thug, and then casually waved the short knife in his hand, "Poof!" A stream of blood arrows sprayed out.
The thug was still holding a wine bottle in his hand, and he looked at his chest in disbelief as blood was spurting out, and he felt all his strength dissipate with the loss of blood.
The moment he fell, his eyes widened, he looked at Mr. Jin directly, blood kept gushing out of his mouth, and he said weakly: "Brother Jin... Fast.. Run!"
But at this time, it was too late to run there, and when it was too late, Huo Siao cut down all the thugs in the room to the ground in a blink of an eye, and then he slowly walked towards Mr. Jin with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.
His character is like this, brutal, ruthless, cold-blooded, changeable, looking at Mr. Kim's frightened eyes, he feels very happy, and I don't know when he especially enjoys the frightened eyes of others from the bottom of his heart.
But the fear was extreme, it was anger, Mr. Jin was bloodshot eyes, picked up half of the wine bottle from the ground, and shouted: "Lao Tzu will kill you!"
How could Huo Siao put him in his eyes, a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand to pinch Mr. Jin's wrist, he had played enough, because he knew that it would not take long for the police uncle to arrive, and at that time something big would happen, and he didn't think about inserting the knife directly into Mr. Jin's heart.
"Uhhhh Poof!" Mr. Jin spurted out a mouthful of blood, holding the half-cut wine bottle tightly in his hand, his eyes full of unwillingness and helplessness.
"Poof!" Huo Siao pulled out the knife, and even a stream of blood arrows spurted out, splashing his face all over his body, he didn't care so much, watching Mr. Jin's body twitch a few times on the ground and then there was no movement, he casually took out his mobile phone from his pocket, took a photo, and then turned around and walked out of the private room, and then went straight to the back door.
The two girls in the private room were stunned by the scene in front of them, they covered their mouths and couldn't make any sound, staring at the scene in front of them with frightened eyes.
In other words, this West District is indeed very chaotic, gangsters are commonplace, and it is commonplace to kill a few people, and the police uncle has long been used to it.
As soon as Huo Siao ran out of the back door, he heard a deafening siren, he didn't think about running into a dark alley, and he didn't know how long he ran in the dark, he threw the bloodstained clothes into the trash, and then took out a clean suit from his backpack and changed into it, and walked out of the alley with innocent eyes on his face.
Stretched out his hand to stop a taxi and then returned to his rental house, first took a shower, then turned on the computer and uploaded the photos from his mobile phone to the website: "Ninety-five, it's done!"
"Okay, greedy wolf!" Jiuwu's sweet voice came out, and even Huo Siao couldn't help but think again, did this Jiuwu never have to sleep, why did she appear in time every time she called her?
"The employer's money has already been called, 250,000 cents is a lot!"
"Transfer 100,000 yuan to your account, it's for you and one!" Huo Siao said indifferently, money is just a number for him now, and he only took the task to satisfy his perverted murderous heart.
With the sound of "Ding!", a message of successful transfer appeared on the computer screen, and Jiuwu's voice followed: "Thank you, greedy wolf, I wish you a happy life!" and then there was no sound.
Huo Siao smiled slightly, closed the computer without saying anything, fell on the bed and began to fall asleep.
The next day, after Huo Siao got up, he started a boring life, during the day, in addition to surfing the Internet, he watched TV, occasionally went downstairs for a stroll, and at night he either went to a bar or went to the mountains to watch the scenery.
Because of last night's incident, the drunken bar didn't open tonight, Huo Siao, who was drunk with a brain, ran to a nearby dance hall to continue drinking, he likes to drink, and he also likes to listen to music, this kind of energetic music makes him find a strong sense of belonging.
Maybe it's because of fate, Meng Shuai is also here, followed by a few gangsters dressed up in fancy clothes, swaying to Huo Siao's side, and said happily: "Yo, what a coincidence!"
Hearing the words, Huo Siao turned his head to look at him, smiled slightly, and said, "Yes!" He grabbed the wine bottle and poured a glass of wine, without saying anything to him.
After yesterday's communication, Meng Shuai still has a good impression of him, after all, there are not many people who dare to argue with Zhao Gang alone, most of the people who come out to mix are bold and righteous men, Meng Shuai is no exception, he likes Huo Siao's character, and prefers his outstanding kung fu.
Meng Shuai sat beside Huo Siao very familiarly, leaned on the bar and looked at the dance floor in the field, chewing gum while saying happily: "Make a friend, my name is Meng Shuai!"
"Huo Siao!" Huo Siao said casually, then took another wine glass from the bar, poured it and handed it to Meng Shuai, his character is like this, taciturn, arrogant and indifferent, but his action also means that he recognizes Meng Shuai's friend.
Meng Shuai can be said to be the first friend he made, and it is also the first step to change the trajectory of his life, maybe this is fate, it is fate.
Seeing the wine glass he handed over, Meng Shuai smiled, took the wine glass unceremoniously, drank the wine in the cup very happily, took a sip of wine, and said to the little brother beside him: "Call Brother Siao!"
"Brother Siao!"
"Hehe!" Huo Siao smiled slightly, turned his head and nodded at the gangsters in response.
Meng Shuai smiled and hugged Huo Siao's shoulders and said, "I tell you, don't underestimate him because he looks like a high school student, he is very capable of fighting." ”
Hearing this, Huo Siao smiled noncommittally, pursed his lips and said to Meng Shuai: "You are also very good at fighting!"
"Hahaha!" Everyone loves to listen to good words, and Meng Shuai is no exception, especially when he heard Huo Siao praise himself, he felt very happy in his heart, raised his finger and pointed to his nose and said: "This is my field, come here to find me if you have something in the future!"
"Hehe!" Huo Siao smiled and didn't say much.
At this time, the dance hall can be described as lively, and the energetic dance music drives many people to writhe their bodies indulgently.
"Waiter, bring me a bottle of red wine!" A young man in a black suit beckoned and shouted with a smile in front of the wine table on the sidelines.