"Huhuhu...... "The sound of a series of fists and palms hitting rang out like a cannon. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the beginning, the old man Guan Jiang was still very backbone to see the moves, not to be outdone, he attacked Hou Rui, in addition to skillfully dodging, resisting and leading to Hou Rui's fist killing, he also attacked the fragile joints of Hou Rui's hands, wrists and elbows from time to time, and was almost knocked down by the old man Guan Jiang twice.

But after this situation lasted for more than ten seconds, especially after the rapid consumption of Guan Jiang's old man's physical strength, his face finally showed fatigue, and his defensive posture with his arms was also seriously deformed, and he gradually could no longer resist Hou Rui's heavy punch, and his feet began to waver and retreat.

In an instant, the muscles on Hou Rui's shoulders and arms were as tough as tendons, and his left fist seemed to be too fast and there was an afterimage, and with all his strength, he punched straight at the right chest of the old man Guan Jiang.

Seeing this, the old man Guan Jiang also immediately paid special attention to it, first crossed his arms, and then blocked the front of his right chest together, wanting to resist Hou Rui's decisive attack, but when the two of them touched the flesh and skin, Hou Rui shouted violently, and emptied every trace of strength in his body with all his strength, and the arm bones of his arm were stretched into a straight line, and he tried his best to hit forward, ready to smash anything in front of him.

"Squeak! squeak...... Wow!"

As a result, after a series of sounds, Hou Rui's punch savagely broke all the bones of his forearms, and then the middle door was wide open, and he could only watch Hou Rui's collapse punch hit his right chest, and finally the old man Guan Jiang, who was hit by a car, took several steps back in a row, and couldn't insist on kneeling on the ground because of the severe pain of broken ribs in his chest.

After defeating the enemy with one punch, Hou Rui did not relax easily, so while he put away his fist, he followed with a kick and kicked the old man Guan Jiang's left armpit, breaking several of his ribs, causing the old man Guan Jiang to fall to the side with blood spurting from his mouth.

Breaking the opponent's arms and multiple ribs on both sides in a row, Hou Rui thought that the old man Guan Jiang had lost the ability to resist, and after letting go of his clenched fists, he walked over and picked up his 9mm pistol, and then cautiously came to the old man Guan Jiang who fell to the ground.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, young man, good kung fu, but if I were 20 years younger, you wouldn't want to defeat me so easily. The old man Guan Jiang, who was leaning on his side, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and said with a lonely expression.

"Don't talk about these meaningless things, you can answer my question now!" Hou Rui, who squatted down, did not give him the slightest chance to divert the topic.

"I've already told you, Chairman Tadaichiro has been dead for a few years, and whoever instructed you to come here, I'm sure he's teasing you. As he spoke, the old man Guan Jiang slowly closed his eyes, and his face became unusually calm and expressionless, so that others could not easily see any signs.

"Forget it, we've dug up Yuyama's grave and conducted DNA tests to prove that the body inside is not Tadaichiro himself at all, so let's say, as long as you tell me the whereabouts of Tadaichiro, I promise to leave immediately. ”

“…… I can't give you an answer, young man. ”

"......" looked at the old man Guan Jiang who closed his eyes and was silent, Hou Rui knew that like such a strong guy, ordinary intimidation methods would definitely be useful, and extraordinary measures must be taken, so Hou Rui also closed his mouth and moved to resist Guan Jiang's old man's body, and then "kicked and pedaled" and returned to the upper cabin on the stairs.

During the time when Hou Rui and the old man Guan Jiang were fighting, Jazz who was in the upper cabin was not idle, he had already dragged the six wounded to the back deck of the oil tanker, holding a pistol and guarding them with cold eyes, patiently waiting for Hou Rui to come up.

Soon, when Hou Rui resisted the old man Guan Jiang as well, Jazz just glanced back lightly, and then immediately turned his head, but then his body automatically flashed to the side, making way for Hou Rui to move.

After throwing the old man's body into the pile of fishing nets, after looking at the decadent expressions of several wounded people and the old man Guan Jiang, Hou Rui raised his voice and shouted to everyone on the back deck: "Who can answer me, where is Yuyama Tadaichiro?"

"......" But the captives who heard this question all had frightened and bewildered expressions, so that Hou Rui could not determine for a short time whether they did not know the whereabouts of Yuyama Tadaichiro, or simply did not understand the content of the question he said in English.

So after waiting patiently for half a minute, Hou Rui still decided to adopt the old method, using the method of deterrence to make the captives speak, so Hou Rui glanced coldly at the jazz next to him, and then the jazz moved, he directly pulled out a Japanese-style short knife from his waist, and then strode forward, leaning towards the prisoner with the most serious injuries and the largest bleeding wound.

"What are you going to do?"

“@#￥#￥%&@￥？”

The wounded of the other captives, who felt bad, immediately began to stir, but the gunshot wounds on their bodies prevented them from making any more effective counterattacks, and they could only lie there in vain and shout.

But the cold jazz was not moved by these disturbances and noises in the slightest, his ears automatically blocked out the noisy sounds, and he dragged up the body of the seriously wounded man with his hands, and then turned the wounded man's body into a posture that made him face Guan Jiang and other prisoners.

"Let me ask again, where is Tadaichiro hiding? Now that the answer is out, none of you will have to die. In line with Jazz's actions, Hou Rui repeated in an accentuated tone, so as to exert more pressure on these wounded, which eventually caused the old man Guan Jiang to collapse and tell the information he needed.

"Idiot, stupid, I told you a long time ago, Chairman Tadaichiro is already dead, how can you find him, we only know where his grave is. The others just looked at Jazz viciously or in horror, but the old man Guan Jiang shouted angrily, and his body struggled to sit up.

"......" It seems that he really needs a waiting chicken now, so Hou Rui nodded silently, and then Jazz made a decisive move, using the Japanese-style short knife to make a shallow slash on the prisoner's throat, and blood rushed out like a waterfall at the incision At the same time, Jazz had already pushed and directly threw the wounded man who was holding the throat incision with both hands into the sea.

After the sound of entering the water, the two wounded who could barely stand struggled to get up, and together with the old man Guan Jiang who was holding his chest and abdomen between his arms, they hurriedly moved to the side of the oil tanker, only to stick out their heads and watch their companions struggling violently in the sea.

But with his struggle, the original white splash was gradually stained red with blood, and in a blink of an eye, the wounded man's hands and feet were paddling, and the surrounding area turned into pink seawater, allowing the wounded to slowly meet death under the multiple tortures of blood loss, severe pain and drowning.

"Tuyuan, hold on!" Old man Guan Jiang has an awkward personality, and after giving up the high-ranking official throne of the Ghost Roar Society later, the people who are still willing to follow him now are undoubtedly old subordinates for many years, so the feelings between them must be quite deep.

And now seeing that one of them was drowned in front of him, but he couldn't do anything, it seemed that such a huge frustration was constantly tormenting Guan Jiang's heart, so then Guan Jiang's old man turned his head suddenly, shouted "babbling" in his mouth, and staggered towards Sir He.

However, Jazz's reaction was very direct and violent, he twisted and kicked Guan Jiang hard at the knee of his left leg, and the kick broke Guan Jiang's knee joint, and his body fell on the back deck, and even lost his last ability to move.

Seeing that Jazz didn't make any other attacks after kicking Guan Jiang's leg, Hou Rui turned his head to the other wounded and continued: "Who's next? ”

"Die! I'm going to cut off your head, damn bastard. The other wounded captives flinched and hesitated, but one of the hard-nosed fellows kept yelling, and Jazz chose him as his second target, slitting his throat in the same way, and throwing him into the sea......

Twenty-five minutes later, five pink traces of blood had appeared on the sea near the oil tanker, and only one of the wounded prisoners on the back deck was the old man Guan Jiang himself.

The strong smell of blood attracted several sharks with a body length of 1-2 meters, and when these bloodthirsty hunters began to eat the carcasses in the water, a wider area of blood also spread at the same time, and as a result, in the next half hour, more sharks were attracted, gradually gathering into a huge group of no less than 3-40 predators.

On the tanker, waiting until the sharks appeared, Hou Rui finally nodded to Sir and then Sir walked towards the last surviving wounded captive.

As soon as he saw Sir approaching the cold-faced butcher, the remaining wounded man trembled directly, but he pursed his lips to death, still holding back the sound of begging for mercy, just looking at Sir with his eyes a little evasive, and retracting his hands and feet together.

"Hey, boy, you have to say it a few times before you believe it, Yuyama Tadaichiro is dead. At this moment, the old man Guan Shan couldn't even stand up, he could only lie there and keep roaring, trying to attract Hou Rui's attention to himself, so as to achieve the purpose of rescuing his subordinates.