Chapter 9: The Hour of Killing

The factory building was originally not small, but it collapsed a lot, and now there are only 500 square meters that can be moved, and the space is not large. There were some worn-out metal piles on the ground, nothing else, and it was empty.

In this kind of place, dealing with Hua Yunfeng is easy and pleasant, and Hua Yunfeng is definitely finished.

"Aren't you, little, pretty good? Zhang Daya clenched the gun in his hand, felt another pain in his head, and wanted to give Hua Yunfeng a shot.

"Little cub, come out quickly, send your pink chrysanthemums, the boss will spoil you. "Yellow hair whistled and was very arrogant.

"Little cub, don't worry, it's a waste to keep your daisy, it's better to contribute to the boss and become a sunflower, and you will also get the boss's light and enjoy life. "The birthmark little brother's eyes are full of alternative light.

Hua Yunfeng is now knowledgeable and educated, no longer like before, he can't understand what they mean, his eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "You like chrysanthemums so much, the master has fulfilled you and exploded your chrysanthemums." ”

"Boss, listen, the little cub is going to explode my chrysanthemum, I'm so afraid. Little cub, do you have that function?" the yellow fur shouted at the top of his voice.

"Little cub, do you have hair?" the birthmark brother laughed loudly.

Haha! A full of evil laughter rang out, and they all leaned back and fell back with their big teeth laughing.

Hua Yunfeng is only fourteen years old, and his hair has not grown, so he wants to explode their chrysanthemums, is that possible?

At this moment, Huang Mao walked to the ground and looked at a wire about the height of his calf, he didn't care at all, and stepped on it.

Bang la blah.

A lot of bricks and stones fell from the top of his head, and he smashed it on the head of the yellow hair.

Huang Mao raised his head, glanced at it disdainfully, took a few steps to the side, and easily gave way.

"Little cub, is that what you can do?" Huang Mao didn't pay attention to it at all.

Bang!

Stones and bricks smashed on the ground, mud and sand splashed, and bricks and stones rolled.

"Little cub, are you playing with mud?" The group of junior brothers frantically laughed at Hua Yunfeng's young age.

The ground pound said that it had been rusted for a long time, and it was smashed by stones and bricks, and suddenly it sank. Standing on it, Huang Mao only felt that his feet were empty, and he fell down.

He didn't care at all, and at this moment, he felt that the chrysanthemum was tight, and a hard object pierced mercilessly.

"Ah......h

"What are you doing? The gun in Zhang Daya's hand was aimed at Huang Mao, which was very unhappy.

"What are you doing so loudly? I know you think you're cool, I don't know who thinks you're doing something to you. The younger brothers accused in unison.

"Save ...... Save ......" Huang Mao's face was full of horror, and he asked for help from Zhang Daya, and blood spurted out of his mouth like a fountain.

Looking at the way the yellow hair spurted blood, they realized that something was wrong, and they all looked like ghosts, and their faces were full of shock.

"You go and see. Zhang Daya clenched the gun in his hand and ordered the little brother to go over and take a look.

The two younger brothers hardened their heads and cautiously came to Huang Mao's side, only to see that his eyes were about to fall off, his face was distorted, only the breath was out but not the air in, and he was not alive.

After just a few words, Huang Mao was about to finish, which was far beyond their expectations, and his face was full of panic.

"Pull it out. Zhang Daya forcibly commanded in fright.

The two younger brothers clenched the weapon in their hands with one hand, and pulled Huang Mao out with the other. As soon as I pulled it up, I saw a finger-thick steel bar exposed under the yellow hair PP stained with blood, and the blood mixed with filth flowed loudly.

Huang Mao couldn't help twitching, this was the last life he had left in this world.

"Isn't the taste of ** refreshing?" Hua Yunfeng's mocking voice sounded, full of pleasure.

Hua Yunfeng only hated these gangsters, and he wanted them to die. Besides, if they were so vicious, it would be more comfortable to kill them. Now, it was really a pleasure to give this unfortunate little brother death in the way they were expecting.

"It feels good to kill someone. Hua Yunfeng licked his lips, he didn't feel flustered, but he was very excited and felt very happy.

"Really?" They also saw it, and their eyes almost fell off.

The daisies they had just clamored to explode Huayunfeng had now been fulfilled on Huang Mao's body, and they only felt a chill on their backs.

Looking at the dead yellow hair, the younger brothers were scared and couldn't help but retreat.

"this little kid for Lao Tzu. Zhang Daya is a murderer, I only feel that Hua Yunfeng's hand is a loud slap, and it is an insult to him to be slapped, and Hua Yunfeng must be killed in order to vent this grievance, wave the pistol, and roar loudly.

The younger brothers, under his persecution, had to go inside.

This time, they no longer dared to underestimate Hua Yunfeng, they were all extremely dignified and cautious.

"Just like you bears, you still want to deal with the master, it's really a dream. Hua Yunfeng hid in the dark and saw clearly, and mocked loudly.

Bang! Zhang Daya shot at the place where Hua Yunfeng's voice came from, but it hit a pile of scrap metal.

"Zhang Daya, you girl, with your rotten marksmanship, you can't even hit the master's bird feathers. Hua Yunfeng sarcastically became louder, and the meaning of ridicule became stronger.

"Little cub, Lao Tzu must be ......" Zhang Daya did not speak a curse, and the change happened again.

The little brother of the birthmark walked cautiously against the wall arm, and suddenly, several sharply polished steel bars suddenly shot out of the wall arm, and pierced mercilessly from his waist and eye.

"Ah...... Ah......h

They looked at the writhing birthmark brother, their mouths widened, their eyes widened, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

It's good, how can you say that there is a problem when there is a problem?

"Help me...... Save me......" The birthmark brother screamed and shouted for help.

They stood still, and no one dared to come forward to save him.

"Boss ......" The younger brothers' faces were distorted, and they looked at Zhang with big teeth and blank eyes, they really didn't want to stay here longer, even for a second.

Zhang Daya held the pistol tightly, the expression on his face kept changing, and his eyes were full of fear. He is a murderer, he has several lives in his hands, and in general, he is not afraid. The two younger brothers were unlucky in a row, and it was obvious that Hua Yunfeng was prepared, and there were many death traps waiting for them here.

If he stayed here any longer, their casualties would be even greater, and he might be doomed.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, Zhang Daya clenched his pistol and stared ahead, and couldn't help but retreat backwards.

As soon as he retreated, the younger brothers secretly breathed a sigh of relief, they were really afraid that Zhang Daya would not care whether they lived or died, and asked them to deal with Hua Yunfeng, so they involuntarily retreated.

"Zhang Daya, you only want to run now, it's too late. Hua Yunfeng's voice sounded again, and he was still very arrogant.

These words sounded in their ears like a hammer smashing into their chests, and their hearts were almost broken.

A crisp whistle sounded.

I saw Rhubarb running up on three legs, as fast as an arrow off the string, rushing behind a pile of scrap metal, biting a rope and pulling it.

Thundered!

A lot of paper bags fell from the sky, like raindrops, and smashed on the ground, white and expansive.

"Chai Ash, close your eyes!" Zhang Daya was the first to react and reminded the younger brothers loudly.

It's just a little late, and the younger brothers have already been recruited.

"My eyes are out of sight. ”

"It hurts, help me. ”

Using the firewood ash in the paper bag to kill Zhang Daya's eyes, this is the most important part of all Hua Yunfeng's traps, and only if they can't see it, can they start. Therefore, there were a lot of paper bags prepared, dozens of them, which were smashed on the ground, and the firewood and ashes were splashed everywhere, and they felt good.

Rhubarb is still on the run, activating a trap whenever it stops.

Half of the head of a younger brother was cut off by a steel plate that fell from the sky, and his brains and blood were splattered, and he died as ugly as he could.