Yan Shang only felt that his right arm seemed to suddenly disobey the call, and when he looked down, he saw that the right arm, which was still holding the pistol tightly, was actually out of his shoulder and fell heavily to the ground.

When he first discounted one of his legs, he could still feel the pain, the pain in his heart. But the more it hurts, the more you can feel the presence of your legs. But now, he doesn't even feel the feeling of his whole arm. Yes, it's just numbness and emptiness. Despair and fear.

The leg is lame, but it still works.

The hand is gone, and the connection can't be connected. What could be more desperate for an ambitious man?

Xiao Zheng cut off Yan Shang's arm with a knife, and then turned around like a tiger, glanced at the men and women in a mess, threw the knife on the carpet casually, and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry to go." It's the first time I've Xiao Zheng come back to the capital, so I have to leave a few people to witness, right? ”

Is this madman psychopathic?

Does this need to be witnessed? Aren't you afraid to call the police yourself? Aren't you afraid of being sentenced to death?

But no one dared to move. Although there are still seventeen or eighteen people in the box, and there are more than ten men, but at this point, who dares to come forward and argue with Xiao Zheng in this group of pampered children?

Even the two leaders were unarmed with their arms unloaded and their legs chopped with their legs. What are they?

Everyone was shocked back by Xiao Zheng's bloodthirsty eyes. Some people even have to hold on to the wall to barely stand firm. And more of them sat back at the table honestly, not daring to move.

Xiao Zheng picked up Yan Shang, who was covering his arm, and dragged him to the sofa step by step, then sat down, and let Yan Shang, who was arrogant and crazy a second ago, lie on the ground. The last foot stepped on Yan Shang's face. Immobilizes.

Smack.

Xiao Zheng lit a cigarette and rested comfortably on the sofa. Even his eyes slowly closed. His face was full of cold and murderous intent.

Rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry, not to mention the murderous industry judge, Xiao Zheng?

Low-key does not mean incompetent, good temper does not mean bloodless. Before returning to China, Xiao was the most murderous mercenary in the industry. He has fought against the most powerful combat units in the African theater of operations, and he has also fought viciously with the most bloodthirsty tyrants in South America. He can survive to this day, not by luck, nor by the so-called technology, but by a demon heart that kills gods and Buddhas. Playing cruelty? Chop legs? For Xiao Zheng, who is full of sin, these are no different from the family members.

In a word, Xiao Zheng and this group of gentlemen are not people of the same world at all. Their world is full of fine food and wine, fragrant cars, and women. And Xiao Zheng's world has only blood and death.

If the enemy does not die, he dies by himself.

He can lie in the pile of dead people for three days and three nights without eating or drinking, and he can take the enemy's head in the golden triangle of bullets and bullets. He can also sit on the enemy's head as a stool, then take a nap and squint for a while.

Yan Shang thought that he had set up a good game and set up a Hongmen banquet to force Xiao Zheng to a dead end and play Xiao Zheng to death?

Xiao Zheng snuffed out his cigarette, rested his head on the backrest, and squinted and dozed.

Bang!

The door of the wing room was suddenly slammed open, and a gorgeously dressed lady rushed into the wing room. Behind him were more than a dozen strong men with tigers on their backs. One by one, their eyes were fierce and murderous.

As soon as he entered the house, these more than ten strong men surrounded Xiao Zheng. They all pulled out the pistols on their waists. Just wait for the noble lady to give an order, and Xiao Zheng will be beaten into a hornet's nest!

"Xiao Zheng, you are so bold!"

The noble lady let out a terrible roar, the cold light in her eyes burst out, and her face with exquisite makeup was hideous: "You dare to hurt my son!" ”

Xiao Zheng heard the sound and opened his eyes slightly. It was as if he had just taken a nap, and his eyes were worried.

"Coming?" Xiao Zheng smiled, stretched his waist, which was a little stiff due to improper sleeping position, and then pointed to the sofa opposite, and said calmly. "Sit."

Sit?

Seeing his son being trampled under the feet of this bloodied madman, his face was trampled and deformed. How could she still be in the mood to sit? At this moment, Yan Hong only wanted to cut Xiao Zheng with a thousand knives, and Ling Chi could kill him to eliminate the hatred in his heart!

I said. Sit. Xiao Zheng's eyes gradually focused, and he said coldly.

Flutter!

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Zheng took out the pen hanging on his chest, and with a soft sound, the sharp tip of the knife poked at Yan Shang's lower abdomen. Blood gushes like a fountain when you land!

Click!

The strong men pulled the fuse and were ready to shoot at Xiao Zheng at any time.

Yan Hong's pupils contracted violently, and she pressed the anger that kept surging in her chest, stopping the movements of her followers. Then he sat opposite Xiao Zheng with a hideous face.

Smack.

Xiao Zheng casually lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and said, "Listen to me earlier, your son won't suffer much from this, right?" ”

Yan Hong clenched her fists, gritted her teeth and said, "Do you know what the price you paid for doing this? I'll make your life worse than death! ”

"I'm waiting for you to come, not to listen to your cruel words and nonsense." Xiao Zheng said casually.

"And what do you want?" Yan Hong said shamelessly.

At this point, do you still have a way to live?

"Not very well." Xiao Zheng said lightly. "Just wanted to tell you that you gave birth to a good son."

Yan Hongden was so angry that he almost took out his pistol himself and killed this ruthless pervert who killed his son!

"Maybe you don't know what your son has done, do you?" Xiao Zheng said slowly. "Murder and arson, raiding homes and houses, colluding with international criminal organizations to endanger social stability and create global terrorist incidents. It's amazing. The son-in-law, who was born in a dignified military family, is actually a terrorist. Yan Hong. Have you ever wondered how to explain to your housekeeper? ”

"Fuck you!" Yan Hong scolded. "When did my son become a terrorist?"

"You ask him about this." Xiao Zheng pointed to Yan Shang at his feet. Laughed. "Explain to your own mother?"

Yan Shang, who had been dying of pain for a long time, heard Xiao Zheng say this, and immediately asked Yan Hong for help weakly: "Mom-save me." ”

Once, he thought that his life would be over if he broke a leg. But now, when he experienced a broken arm and was still pointed at his stomach by the bloodthirsty Xiao Zheng, he knew what bullshit ideals and what bullshit ambitions. Staying alive is more important than anything else!

"Getting to the point!" Xiao Zheng stabbed Yan Shang in the thigh, and his voice was cold.

Then, under Xiao Zheng's coercion, Yan Shang confided in his relationship with Fox Hunting. Including the business of directing him behind the scenes!

Hearing all this in Yan Hong's ears, he was like five thunderbolts on the top, and his whole body was numb.

"Did you hear that?" Xiao Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Hong. "It's not me who framed your son. Your son said it himself. ”

"Even so. I want you to pay too! Yan Hong shouted angrily.

"At what cost?" Xiao Zheng said slowly. "I'm sorry to you? Don't dream, I, Xiao Zheng, never bow my head to anyone. ”

It's absurd and full of black humor. But at this moment, no one could laugh. Instead, he gave birth to inexplicable anger.

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