No matter how ruthless you are, can you be ruthless than the fat man in front of you who kills people and can sing nursery rhymes? No matter how spicy it is, those horrible guys who can spicy through the darkness and harvest life silently?

The fat man was born lazily, and he was very disdainful in his heart, the brains of the Han country stick were really bad, even the little gangsters with the mixed underground world, their heads were not very bright, this was obviously a stupid thing to make a wedding dress for people, are these boys stunned?

He sneered, with a look full of malice, lazily, and suddenly lowered his voice: "Do you know, why did I destroy the wolf cavalry?" Hehe, last year, on the dock, a Chinese merchant ship entered the port, and the captain ignored the blackmail of the Blood Wolf Gang. ”

"After the captain paid a large amount of ransom, the three crew members were torn up by them by falling into a boulder and sinking to the bottom of the sea.

Zi squeezed his eyebrows and looked stunned, the student suddenly felt a chill, and he heard the fat man say mockingly: "Let's go, Lao Tzu's head gold, you definitely won't be able to get it, but the elite of the Blood Wolf Gang is lost, the wolf head is not dead and crippled, and the boss in front of you Sanji Society has a piece of fat, I don't know if you are willing to swallow it?" ”

The student was excited, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, the Blood Wolf Gang and the Sanji Society, one is the emerging underground king, and the other is a calm and deep old gang, the two sides have been constantly rubbing and staring at each other, and the Sanji Society wants to swallow the Blood Wolf Gang, tonight, it is indeed the best opportunity.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for your advice, if you are sent in the future, the Sanji Society will never give up."

The student bowed, turned around, and roared away with the Sanji Society.

Among the three major forces in Hancheng, the Blood Wolf Gang was killed in pieces, the Sanji Society withdrew, and the dozen or so small gangs left behind were also leaderless, looking at each other and having no idea.

At this point, the fat man with a fierce face, thinking that in the dark, there were many masters in ambush, and no one who was not afraid of death dared to attack the Song Family's National Art Museum, so everyone had the idea of retreating, but for the sake of face, they all stood stunned, in a dilemma.

The fat man raised his hand and said lightly: "I'll count to three, if you don't retreat, just stay, one"

His counting, as soon as he began, in the darkness, came the crisp sound of a bullet loading, although the sound was slight, but in the silence, it was as terrible as the footsteps of death.

Someone turned around and left, and this time it was as if the dominoes had been overturned, and the thugs of a dozen gangs turned around and fled, and the tide receded cleanly.

In a secret room in the Silver Crown Building, an old man with gray hair, thin body, wearing a Sang Guodao robe, a slightly obese old man, wearing a well-fitting suit, and the eyes of the two old men were all staring at a large LCD screen on the opposite wall of the room.

On the LCD screen, the location is the long street in front of the Song Family Guoshu Museum, a fat man stands proudly in front of the Song Family Guoshu Museum, quite Zhang Yide's majesty of breaking the Dangyang Bridge.

"The first round of planning failed."

The old man of Sang Guo sighed, and said with regret: "My top killers of Sang Country have blended into the crowd, and their bodies are all strapped with bombs, as long as GOD dares to rush into the crowd again, hand-to-hand combat, the brave and fearless warrior of Sang Country will die with him." ”

The old man in the suit looked very sorry for the fat man in his head, and shook his head: "Thirteen first-class snipers, as well as the wolf cavalry I have worked so hard to cultivate, are so discouraged, I am really unwilling, fortunately, the game has just begun, and there is still something to play later." ”

If the wolf head of the Blood Wolf Gang was here, he would immediately recognize that this pot-bellied old man in a suit was the senior staff officer of the Cold Country Security Bureau, and his old head of a special forces.

It's just that he never dreamed that the old chief, whom he had always trusted, would actually be mixed up with the Sang people and vulture mercenaries.

"Hehe, if GOD was so easy to deal with, the Anti-Bone King would have already started, so much trouble would have been needed?"

In the room, there was a third person, wearing a camouflage uniform, burly, with eyes as sharp as an eagle's falcon, and a powerful and cold killing iron aura around his body, which made people fearful.

The old man in the suit and the old man in Sang Guo are not ordinary people, but he can stand steadily, and his momentum is no less than that of the two old men, but he is Shi Tianming, the lieutenant of the vulture mercenaries.

Shi Tianming's back was erect, his eyes were firm, and the toughness and perseverance of a soldier were vividly reflected in his body, but the sinister smile on his face made people feel very twisted and uncomfortable.

He looked at the old man of Sang Guo and said lightly: "Those death squads of yours should be used elsewhere, if dozens of human flesh bombs can take care of GOD, he will not be GOD."

”

"So, what does General Yi mean"

The old man of Sang Guo was not angry at Shi Tianming's rudeness, but said lightly that Shi Tianming's identity was just a lieutenant of the vulture, but he represented the Anti-Bone King, and this identity was not trivial.

"Since the first round of planning has failed, it's time for our second round of planning to begin, right?

”

Shi Tianming's tone inquired about the tone of the two old men, but the tone was so decisive that it didn't mean to discuss at all.

The old man of Sang Guo did not speak, but just pretended to be an old man lightly, opinion.

"Okay, execute the second round of planning!

”

The old man in the suit hesitated for a moment, and finally stood up, like a gambler with a red eye, eager to make a final comeback, and said fiercely: "Armed conflict, as long as you don't destroy a lot of urban buildings and don't impact sensitive areas, I can guarantee that the 371st Special Division of the Marines of the Cold Country will not take the initiative to clear the field."

”

Shi Tianming smiled coldly and said lightly: "It's better to be like this, otherwise, the vultures don't mind a local war in Hancheng."

”

"You"

The old man in the suit was so angry by Shi Tianming's arrogance and rudeness that his face turned pale, and his face turned pale: "Shi Tianming, I know the Anti-Bone King, but don't forget, the Anti-Bone King has explained, the affairs of the Han Kingdom are all up to me, if you mistake the matter of the Anti-Bone King, it will be difficult for you to explain to him, right?"

”

"Really?

”

Shi Tianming pretended to be an old man lightly, and did not hide his contempt: "Of course I will explain to the Anti-Bone King, and my explanation is the head of GOD."

”

"Do you think that the Anti-Bone King will completely believe in a guy who betrays his country?

You can betray the Han Kingdom for money, and one day, as long as you have enough interests and reasons, you will also betray the Anti-Bone King, am I not right?

”

In the eyes of the old man in the suit, there was a murderous aura like a sharp needle, and his heart was cold, his attitude suddenly softened, he sat down, and said lightly: "My loyalty to the Anti-Bone King does not need to be judged by anyone, the Anti-Bone King naturally understands it in his heart."

”

"Huh"

Shi Tianming sneered, the tail note dragged on for a long time, and the look on the face of the old man in the suit was blue and white for a while, and finally he didn't speak anymore.

"A bunch of crumbs.

”

The fat man plucked his nostrils with his thumb, looking at the little gangsters who were receding like the tide, on the street, after the bloody battle, leaving a big pool of blood, scolding contemptuously, and spitting again.

In the dark, Dao Ling'er couldn't help but smile, such a master did not have the majesty of the art transmission, although he was chubby and not handsome, but it made Ling'er feel very kind and warm.

Perhaps, falling in love with a man, no matter what he does, is perfect in the eyes of a girl, right?

At this moment, Dao Ling'er's clear heart suddenly felt an unnatural throbbing, a dangerous breath, silently spreading in the darkness, and Dao Ling'er's hairs all stood up.

She did not hesitate, the long sword shot, drawing a half-arc from left to right, the sword momentum is like the Yangtze River, surging endlessly, but it is not accumulated, covering herself tightly.

Cui Dongcheng had been following behind the bald man, and suddenly saw this beautiful girl, pulling out her long sword, dazzling sword light, shining in the dark, cold outside, but also extremely beautiful, quite confused.

"Tsk, this girl is amazing, such potential, development, limitless, limitless.

”

The bald man was not surprised at all, he sighed, his eyes swept over Dao Ling'er, and his voice was ethereal: "This time I came out, I gained a lot, the guy I selected, the speed of growth is amazing, and there are quite a few available talents around him, not bad."

”

Cui Dongcheng heard him sigh, he didn't understand it at all, he was inexplicable, he only heard the bald man say lightly: "Let's go, let's go back to your residence"

Cui Dongcheng was taken aback, his residence was a low and narrow rental house, which was completely the lowest person, the kind of cheap house he rented, what was this god-like weirdo going to do?

The bald man was stunned and smiled: "Let me ask you, when your master died, did he leave you a thing, which was an ordinary piece of iron with a grimace carved on it?"

”

Cui Dongcheng changed color in shock, and his body quietly retreated: "What piece of iron, I don't understand what you say?"

”

The bald man smiled, did not expose Cui Dongcheng, and grabbed his arm: "Let's go."

”

Cui Dongcheng was grabbed by his arm, and the whole person flew up lightly, his whole body was weak, but his mouth could still speak: "What are you doing, I don't know what kind of grimace iron, you let go of me"

He didn't have any strength in his body, his hands and feet involuntarily rushed forward, like a puppet pulling a string, and the bald man stopped talking, and in an instant, the two of them went far away.

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