137, angel or demon

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Zhang Zhao's death was like a lightning bolt in the hearts of the Hummingbird members, which was the pillar that had always been in their hearts, but now that this pillar had fallen and was shot by others, it was undoubtedly a huge blow to them. Morale fell like a rapidly receding tide.

The gun in their hands suddenly became heavier, and they saw something called fear, the crowd that kept rushing out of every room, the sound of constantly pulling the trigger, like a spell that kept ringing in their ears.

Retreat, like the tide of fear covering their bodies, let them keep retreating, human nature, at this moment fully exposed, not everyone is a hero, people, are born afraid of death, can completely put life and death out of the way there may be, but not much.

In many cases, a person's life not only belongs to him, but also to his parents, wife, and children who love him.

"Leave them all!" Liu Shuang's voice was like a life-threatening spell, which exploded in the hummingbird's heart at the right time.

"I surrender!" Some threw away the gun in their hands and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, some began to curse the person angrily, and some began to follow suit.

Liu Shuang had already withdrawn from the state of invisibility, standing beside Zhuge Changfeng, what he saw in front of him was the situation on the second floor, and what he heard in his ears was the voice of the third floor.

"Those who surrender go to that side, and those who don't surrender, you know the result." Liu Shuang's hand pointed to the corridor, and his sharp gaze slashed across all faces like a sharp blade.

That look made someone's soul tremble, and even some people felt that the man in front of him was not a person, but a demon from hell, Liu Shuang has always boasted that in the eyes of the enemy, he is a demon from hell, and to the brothers around him, he is an angel from heaven.

In this world, are there really angels and demons? Maybe there is, maybe not.

In just two days, Liu Shuang's ordinary name quickly penetrated into the hearts of the little brother of the Black Tiger Society, just like when the blood was rampant in the killer world, and it was a terrible weapon to spread falsehoods, and they killed not people, but people's hearts and fighting spirit.

With the direction pointed by Liu Shuang's finger, some people began to walk in that direction, and there were more and more people, and some people held weapons in their hands but didn't know what to do, neither lifting nor putting down, and their painful expressions distorted into a tormented face.

Liu Shuang took a gun from Zhuge Changfeng's hand, and raised his hand to shoot it, this shot was surprisingly not empty, and hit the chest of a hummingbird team member who was still hesitant and didn't know what to do, and the red blood stains bloomed a lotus flower on the man's chest, which was particularly enchanting under the withered yellow light.

"Hurry up, I don't have time to spend here with you." Liu Shuang roared viciously, his twisted organs showing his anger undisguised.

But these people are like donkeys that suddenly stop in the middle of a plough, and only then give them a whip will they continue to walk.

In the face of the threat of death, many people chose to compromise, these people who were once in their gang, loudly declared that they swore to protect the people who served the gang, and in the face of death, they did not hesitate to choose to stand on the side of life, death is a taboo for people.

Some people still want to continue to resist, and those who want to be late still can't succeed in the end, surrounded by the members of the Dark Hall, some commit suicide, declare their loyalty, and some are killed.

This time, Liu Shuang's harvest is not small, not many people in the dark hall have died, on the contrary, he also harvested more than 30 well-trained team members, arranged for people to pour gasoline in the rectification building, Liu Shuang followed the mighty crowd In addition to this small hotel located in the city, on the first floor, when passing by the body of the hotel owner, Liu Shuang felt a little guilty in his heart, because he died an ordinary person, which is considered a sin, but some things are inevitable, Liu Shuang said sorry for this boss in his heart, except for this small hotel, Not long after walking out of the city, a raging fire broke out in the small hotel behind him.

The whole building was on fire, and everything was reduced to ashes.

"What?!" Liu Ying angrily smashed a teacup, his eyes were a little hollow, and he was at a loss, that was the most elite strength of his subordinates! It's buried like this, can you not be sad!

"Boss, we still have 20,000 little brothers." Someone comforted, apparently not taking such a loss into account.

Liu Ying raised his head, his eyes were cast into the distance, his facial features twisted together slightly, his fists were slowly clenched together, and he gritted his teeth and slowly spit out two words: "Liu-cool!" ”

It was a secret room, there was nothing else in the secret room, only a ** was placed on the ground, on which a man with unkempt hair could not see his face was sitting, the lute bones and shoulder blades were locked by heavy chains, and on the wall of the empty secret room hung something resembling a pot, burning a fire.

The room was dead silent, except for the occasional slight breathing of the locked man, and the sound of flames.

Someone walked in, his steps were a little vain, as if he had been injured not lightly, and the man's face was reflected in the firelight, sickly pale, it was autumn water!

"I can let you go, but you have to give me one thing." The sound of autumn water rang out in the silent chamber, and the sound shuttled back and forth between the walls, and there was a buzzing echo.