Ogasawara was about to reply, but the Western man was already shouting: "No! No! No! You can't do this, you can't ...... like this."

He struggled on the floor, his face full of horror.

Everyone but him was silent, so as soon as his shouting stopped, there was an extremely eerie atmosphere in the room that was extremely quiet.

The knife in Feng Hao's hand lightly pointed, and the tip of the knife fell on the man's foot: "Do you like your left foot or your right foot?"

The Western man's heart trembled, and his expression became even more frightened, and he saw that there was a murderous aura in the depths of Feng Hao's eyes, and a little coldness and cruelty flashed in them.

He didn't understand how this handsome Oriental man did it? he was obviously so cold-blooded, but the expression on his handsome face was so gentle!

After he was caught in Chicago, he was beaten and beaten badly, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

But now, his spirit collapsed all at once, because those who captured him wanted to keep him alive, so they would not kill him, and the young handsome and imposing man in front of him was the one who could kill him.

He felt the invisible pressure grow bigger and bigger, so big that he couldn't bear it, and his body had gone limp. And the sharp tip of the knife was still swimming back and forth at his heels.

"Not me...... It's really not me, it's a man from Mexico...... He gave 10 million dollars...... Said just wanted to ...... Just trying to scare you...... Spare me, spare me......"

Feng Hao looked at him, neither expressionless nor speechless, and the knife cut through the man's trouser leg, leaving a shallow blood mark on his skin.

Of those who dared to shoot him, almost none survived.

"Please, please, spare me...... My men didn't kill you! And your men killed all my people...... I'm no longer a threat to you...... Please......" The man endured the pain, his voice getting lower and slower.

By the end, only a faint choking sound remained.

"Finished?" The knife in Feng Hao's hand had been shifted to his other foot.

"Please, I don't know where that man came from, only that he was a Mexican...... Spare your life......"

"You used to be an alan person, so you should know how he died, so there is no point in begging for mercy at this time," the corners of Feng Hao's lips hooked up a smile, a cold smile, with a bone-piercing coldness, "From the day you made your decision, you should know that there is today." ”

The tip of the knife flashing with cold light moved between the left and right feet of the Western man, and the thin lips of the wind and the wind opened slightly: "Left foot!"

As soon as his wrist was raised, the Western man screamed, and the tendon of his left foot had been broken by a sharp blade.

"Next, right foot!" he laughed, as the man's right tendon was also broken.

The room was filled with the wails of Western men, his body twitched, and he regretted it in his heart, it was really wrong, how could he provoke this terrible man.

"Pick his tendons, gag his mouth, and bury it!" Feng Hao threw the long knife to Ogasawara, his expression was very indifferent. As if the qiē just now had nothing to do with him, as if this cruel order was not given by him.

"Yes, sir!"

Feng Hao turned around and walked out of the house, standing in the courtyard, looking at the blue sky overhead, his expression was flat, gentle and .......

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