The muscles on Hei Qi's face twitched, his green muscles bulged, his left hand pulled out the ASP throwing stick, and he stood up and pounced on Liu Yiming. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard appeared behind Hei Qi at some point.

Wearing a gray suit like a migrant worker on the construction site, he was carrying a sharp knife in his hand, and he didn't speak, but jumped and pounced on Hei Qi.

Hei Qi "poofed", fell to the ground, turned his head, suddenly felt a pain in his back, and a sharp knife entered his body.

The middle-aged man in the gray old suit gritted his teeth, was silent, raised his knife frantically, and kept stabbing at Hei Qi with a "poof, poof, poof".

Blood shot out like a fountain, and the middle-aged man's face was all over his body, looking more and more hideous and terrifying.

Hei Qi let out a scream like a pig, struggling, writhing, and struggling to swing the ASP stick in his hand, smashing it at the man's head,

With a "bang", a blood groove suddenly appeared on the man's forehead, the skin opened and the flesh bloomed, the blood splashed, and the flesh and blood were blurred, but the man did not scream treacherously.

Silent as a mountain, just squeaking and gritting his teeth, still frantically raising his knife and stabbing wildly.

The security guards of Royal No. 1 in the back only then reacted from the shock, screamed and rushed up, raised the ASP slinger in their hands, and rained down on the man's head and back.

Zhao Zihan exclaimed "ah", covering her pretty white face, her delicate body trembling.

Liu Yiming strode over and hugged Zhao Zihan, protected him in his arms, tilted his head, and looked at this scene with his lips pursed.

The crowd of onlookers on the second floor was boiling, and many ladies covered their mouths and screamed.

"Ahh

"Crazy, this man is crazy!"

"Damn! What a hatred, what a deep hatred!"

......

On the ground, Hei Qi struggled a few times, his body twitched, and the blood rushed out vigorously, and soon stained the ground red.

The man ignored the slinger stick falling from the raindrops on his body, and he didn't go low, and still stabbed Hei Qi wildly until Hei Qi didn't move.

The man's head was already bleeding, the gray suit on his body was also beaten into strips, there were seven or eight blood grooves on his skinny back, and the shoulder blades were full of white bones, and the blood was "gurgling" straight out, staining his clothes red.

The security guards who were surrounding the beating had stopped, panting and looking at them with shocked faces, and their hands holding APS sticks couldn't help but tremble.

The middle-aged man was no longer able to hold the knife, and the knife fell to the ground with a "dang bang", and then he raised his head, his face was already covered with blood, and half of his face was tattered.

Shaking his body, he roared: "Reiko, I avenged you, this beast was killed by me, haha......"

After saying that, he staggered to his feet, his eyes red and he glanced at the royal number one security guard holding a shield behind him.

His eyes showed the pleasure of his heart, and he laughed wildly, laughing so much that his whole bruised body couldn't help but tremble.

The blood on his body was dripping and shaking on the ground, speckled and shocking.

The surrounding security guards couldn't help but retreat back, with a look of fear on their faces, this person was crazy.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Zihan's mind inexplicably appeared with this sentence:

I laughed out loud at death, and the devil's palace shook in laughter.

For the people of central Henan, isn't the Royal No. 1 a devil's cave? How many sins are buried in it! How many tears of humiliation are left behind!

The man turned his head and smiled at Liu Yiming, revealing his bloody teeth, and said in a struggling, hoarse voice: "Go! Go, I did it, you go!"

Liu Yiming's face "soared" and a flush came up,

"You ......"

"Let's go, young man, you're still young, I've lived enough!" the man looked at Liu Yiming with a miserable smile, blood flowing down the corners of his mouth.

"Let's go, live ......"

An indescribable excitement suddenly rose in Liu Yiming's heart, his cheeks tightened, and he shook his head slowly but forcefully,

"No ......"

The man spat out a mouthful of blood with a "phew", and laughed,

"Don't worry, I was made a psychopath by them, and killing it was a waste!haha......"

The middle-aged man laughed wildly, with tears in his eyes, mixed with blood and water.

The entire audience watched in amazement, and the only thing on the scene was the man's wild laughter echoing in the hall.

A royal No. 1 female employee standing against the wall covered her mouth and screamed, her eyes widening.

"Ahh

"Ah! it was him, alas! what a poor family!"

"What's going on?

"Reiko is a sophomore at the Teachers College, three years ago she was drunk by Brother Hei and them during her summer vacation, and the girl committed suicide by jumping off the building, and his father had no way to ask for help, but he was tortured by Hei Qi to the district psychiatric hospital for three years. ”

"Reiko's mother died of illness half a year after Reiko's death, and his father stopped going to class in order to file a complaint, and he petitioned everywhere, and was beaten many times. ”

"Alas, poor man, there are too many sins in the Black Seven......"

......

The middle-aged man glared at Liu Yiming and said, "Let's go!

After speaking, he picked up the sharp knife that fell to the ground with his left hand, turned his broken and thin body with difficulty, faced the security guards behind him, and yelled: "Rabbit cubs, Lao Tzu has been made a psychopath by you, tortured for so many years, I don't think about revenge all the time, let's kill it today......!"

Liu Yiming clenched the canopy ruler in his hand, an uncomfortable feeling rose in his heart, and he gritted his teeth.

hugged Zhao Zihan, who was stunned and lost his ability to think, and whispered, "Go!"

But instead of going outside, he turned and strode into the corridor.

No one in the corridor dared to stand in front of them, and they flashed out one after another.

Liu Yiming glanced at him, grabbed the neck of a staff member wearing a team leader's brand, and roared in a low voice: "Where is the monitoring room?"

The foreman squirmed his lips nervously, and stammered: "The second floor of the basement, next to President Yu's office." ”

After Liu Yiming heard this, he threw away the foreman, took Zhao Zihan's hand and went straight to the employee's elevator.

The foreman panted heavily, with a frightened and panicked look on his face, trembling against the wall of the corridor.

On the second floor of the basement, Yue Hai's burly body trembled, clenching his fists, and his teeth creaked.

looked at his number one thug, Hei Qi, the god of war of the royal No. 1, who actually died in the hands of a thin migrant worker so aggrieved.

Through the surveillance screen, I saw Liu Yiming coming to the basement again, panicked, grabbed the walkie-talkie that he threw on the Taipan platform, and yelled hoarsely: "Stop him, hurry! What the hell are you doing in a daze? Stop him quickly!"