Chapter 6: The Skull
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On the streets of a small town, two big men follow a little girl from afar.
It was a small street in the middle of nowhere, the little girl looked around, there was no one else on the street, she knew that there were two people behind her, and the fear in her heart made her unconsciously speed up her pace.
"Bang-"
The little girl who was concentrating on the road with her head down suddenly bumped into a huge body and fell to the ground at once.
"Little girl, did you fall hard?" A meaty man asked.
The little girl immediately stepped back with her hands on the ground, but unexpectedly touched the body of another person.
"Don't run, little sister, isn't my eldest brother asking you?" A man in a hat behind the little girl spoke.
The little girl was suddenly frightened, shrunk to the side, and shouted, "Help—"
"Hahaha, call it, even if you cut your throat, no one will come to save you today-"
The two men laughed and surrounded the little girl.
Outside the street, most of the shops are closed, except for one that sells sugar cakes.
A man in a black hoodie walked into the shop and asked in a cold voice, "How much is a pound of sugar cake?" ”
The man wearing the hat on the other side didn't seem to be able to speak Chinese, and stretched out his hands and gestured ten pieces in front of Zhong Shao.
The hoodie man pulled the brim of his hat and said help me get two pounds.
The man on the opposite side immediately took a knife and cut two catties of sugar cake for the sweater man, in fact, he secretly snickered in his heart, there is another fat sheep to be slaughtered by himself.
The hoodie man took the candy cake and took twenty dollars out of his pocket.
Unexpectedly, the man opposite shook his head and said in Chinese: "It's two hundred yuan, not twenty." ”
The hoodie man frowned and said, "You said ten yuan a catty, and just now you pressed your fingers on the scale, and the weight of the sugar cake is far less than two catties." ”
When the man on the other side heard the hoodie man's words, he immediately became angry, held the knife and shouted: "What I said is obviously 100 yuan a catty, and this sugar cake is obviously more than 2 catties!" ”
The man's shouting drew many other people of the same race, who gathered around to look at the hoodie man, all of them waving their knives at the hoodie man.
"Then I don't want it, okay?" The hoodie man was clearly reluctant to do much.
"No! This sugar cake is made from our family's ancestral secret recipe, and you have to buy it when you cut it! The man on the other side said strongly.
As soon as he said this, the people of the same clan around him immediately brandished their knives and shouted, it seems that if the hoodie man didn't buy sugar cakes, he wouldn't be able to leave today.
This is obviously slandering people, and ordinary people can only admit it, spending money to buy a lesson, who let so many of them all hold knives, not to mention that people are not guilty of capital crimes.
If there is a conflict, it will be fine for others to be hacked to death, but if they are hacked to death, they will not be able to live.
Most people generally choose to endure silently in the face of such a thing that outweighs the gains and losses, but they are very helpless, after all, I am a fish and a knife.
Three minutes later, the hoodie man paced out of the candy shop.
He folded his two gloves together and shook the blood off them, then walked off into the distance with the cake.
Twenty dollars was still in his pocket.
Since you want money, I'll give you more money, but you can't spend it until you go underground.
Back in the alleys.
The moment the two obese men pounced on the little girl, a dagger flew over and stabbed directly into the hat man's buttocks.
The hoodie man walked in and looked up at the two fat men, but the hat obscured most of his face, so the two men couldn't see who the hoodie man was.
"Big brother—"
The man in the hat cried out in pain, the dagger still stuck in his ass.
The fat man looked at the blurry figure in front of him, knowing that he had met a master today, and his heart was also very nervous, so he encouraged himself and shouted: "Which way is my brother?" ”
The hoodie man didn't speak, and walked over to this side step by step.
The fat man saw that the other party did not let go of himself at all, so he reached out and touched a brick by the wall, suddenly stood up and rushed directly towards the hoodie man with the brick.
"Bang-"
The hoodie man kicked the fat man in the abdomen and kicked him straight out.
Because the hoodie man's shoes were with a blade, the fat man's abdomen was directly kicked through, and the intestines inside flowed out instantly.
Seeing the terrifying appearance of the fat man, the man in the hat didn't care about the pain on his buttocks, and knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed to the man in the hoodie, and shouted in pain while kowtowing: "The man spares his life-"
The hoodie man walked over and kicked the hat man in the neck, but this kick was very measured, only kicking the hat man away, but not allowing the blade to cut his artery.
"Uhhh
The hoodie man lifted his hat, revealing his full head of silver hair.
When the two men on the ground saw the hoodie man's appearance, they immediately remembered who he was.
He...... He didn't even ...... Not dead?
"I'm sorry—" The two men shouted holding the hoodie man's feet, "We were wrong, please spare my life—"
The hoodie man stretched out his hands and pinched the necks of the two people, and then directly lifted the two people up.
It wasn't until the two of them were struggling in the air that the hoodie man threw them both out.
The little girl in the corner was too frightened to move, and the hoodie man squatted down in front of the little girl, reached out and put the sugar cake in the little girl's arms, then stood up and turned around and dragged the two men out of the street.
"Wow-"
The little girl in the corner held the still warm sugar cake and cried at once.
The hoodie man dragged the two men to the candy shop where they had been, then broke off all their limbs and gave them poison.
"Click-"
The hoodie man lit the lighter and threw it back in the gasoline-filled candy shop.
Giving them poison was not an extra move, but to ensure that they would definitely die, because he knew how he had survived, so when he did it himself, he would never allow himself to leave the slightest chance of escape for others.
As for why he didn't kill them directly, hehe, if it weren't for the urgency of time, he would have tortured them to death in an even more brutal way.
Do you think it's okay to leave NJ and run to NX? Even if you escape to Mars, I will definitely kill you on a rocket.
"Boom-"
A raging fire broke out.
The hoodie man put on his hat, pulled the brim of his hat again, and walked slowly into the distance.
The first head, greeting the cool symbol of the New Year. (To be continued.) )