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When Wang Bing said this, his sharp eyes slashed at the vulture's face like a knife, and the whole person rose with boundless murderous aura. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Compared with the strong murderous aura on Wang Bing's body now, the trace of murderous aura released by the vulture before was just like a child who had just graduated from kindergarten, childish and ridiculous.

The vultures didn't dare to imagine how many people they had to kill in order to have such a terrifying murderous aura.

However, at this time, the vulture was not deterred by Wang Bing's murderous aura, because the content of Wang Bing's words shocked him even more, and also overshadowed his fear of Wang Bing, which made the vulture directly grow to the side with evil courage, and suddenly "stand" up.

"Kill him!"

The dozen or so thugs beside the vulture, although some didn't understand why their boss was suddenly so excited, but since the boss ordered it, these outlaws didn't dare to disobey.

In an instant, more than a dozen bright machetes were taken out by these outlaws, and without saying a word, they slashed towards Wang Bing with murderous energy.

Although Wang Bing was a little surprised that the vultures reacted so violently, he didn't dare to take it lightly in the face of these dozen outlaws.

I saw that he picked up a small wine glass from the table next to him very quickly, and very skillfully used his strength to throw the small wine glass at a very fast speed, and hit the eye of a thug who was rushing over very accurately.

Then Wang Bing's other hand stretched out to his waist, and he pulled off the belt on his waist like lightning, and then his fat body, at this moment, suddenly moved like a cheetah, and the belt in his hand was like a spiritual snake, sticking out his fierce fangs.

Tightly on the face, Wang Bing's belt flashed forward, and the sound of breaking the air brought up by the speed was too fast, and it exploded. The belt hit the back of one of the men's hands with great precision, and the man was in pain, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the machete fell to the ground.

However, Wang Bing's wrist twisted, and the belt turned out to be as if it was alive, and he went straight down, swept it away, and fell into Wang Bing's left hand in a blink of an eye.

As soon as the machete was held, more than a dozen machetes slashed from all directions.

Wang Bing held the machete he had just snatched in his left hand, and his fat body, with a heavy momentum, swung it out directly.

In the "sonorous" violent collision, there were seven or eight machetes, all of which were shaken open by Wang Bing's knife.

And the remaining seven or eight machetes, Wang Bing's body was slightly on one side, and they passed by Wang Bing's body. Then Wang Bing turned in the opposite direction, his fat body leaned slightly, and he didn't know how to exert force, so he actually bounced the machete attached to his body to the other side, just blocking the remaining machetes that stabbed over.

After blocking the first wave of offsets, Wang Bing seized the gap and unfolded his sharp knife technique, although he did not use the blade, only the back of the knife, but the machete that was chopped out by Wang Bing with internal strength, even if it was just the back of the knife, as long as it hit the opponent, it was the end of the broken tendons and bones.

One hand holds a knife, the other holds a whip. Wang Bing's fat body was as motionless as a mountain at this time, but all the enemies revolved around him.

The thugs' cold knife light kept falling, but the sharper knives kept rolling up, and the belt was attacked from time to time like a spirit snake spitting out letters, which made people unguardable.

As time passed, a minute later, only Wang Bing was left panting, as well as a dozen thugs who fell to the ground in a row, and vultures who were stunned in place.

"You...... How can you be so powerful! Who are you! The vulture saw that his subordinates were all lying on the ground, and his heart was also a little frightened, but outside, he had more younger brothers, and he believed that even if he used people, he could pile up Wang Bing.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you have to tell me everything that happened." Wang Bing exhaled slightly, smoothed out his breathing a little, and said still very calmly.

And when the vulture heard Wang Bing mention the incident again, there was a trace of struggle on his face, and then he immediately turned into a fierce face, and said fiercely: "Do you think you will win in this way?!" This bar is full of my people, and there are hundreds of my men outside! Even if you take a pile of people, you can be killed! ”

"Maybe, but now that you and I are close at hand, I'm afraid I can kill you before you call someone in." Wang Bing's big fat face was no longer kind at this time, but said with a murderous aura.

When the vulture heard Wang Bing threaten him like this, he had no scruples and shouted, "Dead old man! You forced me! ”

Then I saw the right hand of the vulture, which had been in his arms, and took out a black pistol!

"No matter how good the kung fu is, it's the master who has a gun these days!" The vulture thought to himself as he pulled out his pistol.

But Wang Bing had long been wary of the right hand of the vulture in his arms, and at the moment when the vulture just took out the pistol, the belt of Wang Bing's right hand shook suddenly, and the belt was like having eyes, and it smashed the yellow dragon, and before the vulture pointed the pistol at Ye Yu, he directly rolled the pistol, and then Wang Bing pulled it suddenly, and the pistol came out of the vulture's hand and was rolled into his hand by Wang Bing.

Then Wang Bing directly held the pistol skillfully in his hand and aimed it directly at the vulture.

This time, Wang Bing's tone was no longer calm, but full of solemnity: "My patience is limited, you'd better tell me everything you know." Otherwise, you'll regret it. ”

Looking at Wang Bing's murderous eyes, the vulture had no doubt about the firmness in Wang Bing's words, and he knew very well that Wang Bing really dared to shoot, so in the end, the vulture still chose to give in.

After all, the original gag order was also a threat to life. But it is obvious that the threat at this moment is imminent, and the leader of the underworld like the vulture, who is not in the mix, knows how to spare his life the most.

So after a fierce inner weighing, the vulture still spoke: "Okay, I'll tell you, can you put the gun down first?" ”

At this time, in the room, only Wang Bing and the vulture were standing, and the vulture was far inferior to Wang Bing, and there was no weapon at hand, Wang Bing was not afraid of what tricks he would play at such a close distance, so he nodded and put the pistol down.

Seeing the gun in Wang Bing's hand put down, the vulture breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water, sweating profusely. Without personal experience, you won't know the fear of facing the pistol's life hanging by a thread under the powerful oppression of Wang Bing. Just now, the vulture always felt that in the next second, Wang Bing would shoot and kill himself.

Now that Wang Bing put down the gun, he wiped his sweat, found a chair to make it down, took out a cigarette and lit it tremblingly, and then the incident that happened 19 years ago was told in his hoarse voice.

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