The moment He Bangwei came in, because his movements were so fast, no one present realized that the black man who had just passed by had been disposed of and became a corpse lying outside the door.

They didn't expect that in a short time, the people outside the courtyard had been cleared.

Wood looked at the door as soon as he finished his cigarette, and then he saw a strangely dressed man—dressed in long sleeves and trousers, with a cheap sunhat on his head, and a face that looked like a white man.

Wrong!

When Wood met the man's eyes, all the hairs on his body stood on end.

This look, this familiar look is He Bangwei's!

Although the skin color and face are not right, he is 100% sure!

In this world, although He Bangwei is usually not enthusiastic, he is also easy to speak, and many people think he is easy to talk to.

My friend Wang Wei thinks that he is a talkative boss, no matter what he will do, he will hand it over to himself, and the biggest action is to nod his head in agreement.

His girlfriend Joss thinks he is a good talkative sheep, and he usually doesn't talk much, but he always puts his own requirements first when there is something.

The elder Qiao's mother once said after seeing him that he was a very honest person.

Wood, and only Wood, had a keen sense of the difference when he first met Ho Bangwei in the bar.

Beneath Ho's distracted appearance, he sensed some subtle tastes, and then, out of his unique personal hobbies, they crossed paths and even what happened next.

The alarm bell rang in his heart, and Wood was about to shout and threaten when he saw a black shadow in the hand of He Bangwei at the door.

How can a human hand be so powerful, and how can Bonvi's astonishing firearm be so powerful, Wood has been thinking about this question since returning from the setback in Paris.

In a short period of time, there is a lot of thought in my heart. But all the fears, doubts, and unwillingness ended with a black shadow piercing his head.

In He Bangwei's hands, the stone really exerted a power like a bullet, with his hands as a chamber, fast and fierce.

Wood's eyes widened, his eyes full of vigilance and incredulity, the poppy flower had not yet bloomed all over the world. How could I die like this?

Man's life is also crazy, and his death is also small.

When the two met again, there was not a word of conversation, and Wood was killed!

He Bangwei didn't know the dream that the drug dealer had, he shook his hand again, and then retreated abruptly.

The first stone pierced through Wood's head, then went on to hit Carmen standing behind him, and the second stone hit the half-breed who had been seen in Paris.

Pass through the hall into the inner chamber (reach a higher level in one's studies or become more proficient in one's profess)!

Kill people in person!

Clean and neat!

He Bangwei's footsteps were extremely fast, and he pulled the iron door as he retreated, and then he took a big stride. Then I heard the sound of bullets hitting the iron gate.

Stepping on the wall, He Bangwei, who repeated the skill, threw a long whip and disappeared on the flat roof of the warehouse.

The sound of bullets stopped for a while, and the drug dealers looked at their men with guns and carefully pushed open the iron door, but they saw a courtyard full of corpses.

A chill rose from the hearts of this group of drug dealers, who was the person who was shocked just now?

Killer?

Enemies?

What forces of people?

Countless questions surfaced in their hearts, but more often than not, there was a chill, and all the people in the courtyard were killed, and none of them were spared.

It's just a moment. That man's ruthlessness was unimaginable.

One of the drug dealers glanced back at Wood, who had been sitting there and intimidating the crowd, and now the blood from the pierced wound on his forehead was already spilling to the ground.

The drug dealer felt a sense of sadness in his heart. If the person just now was directed at himself, he is the one lying there now.

After a while, seeing that his subordinates had cleaned up the yard, two drug dealers came out and said angrily: "Check, you must check, it must be the killer of which family!" ”

As soon as the words fell. Two stones fell from the sky.

Poof, poof, two drug dealers lying on the ground.

The drug dealers panicked and retreated into the warehouse, and their men immediately fired in the direction of the stones towards the top floor.

The bullet hit the flat top, sending stone chips in the air, but no one was visible.

He Bangwei is killing a horse pistol. The man did not leave, but just lingered on it.

Today's hands are bloody, and he doesn't care about a few more lives, anyway, the people below are all drug dealers, and they are all innocent.

Holding the stone in his hand, He Bangwei walked around the direction quickly.

The sun was hot in the sky above the city of Monterrey, and his figure ran like the wind in the sun.

After making a small circle, He Bangwei had already come to the direction of the main entrance of the No. 5 warehouse in Area A, where there was no warehouse height and could only see some places in the courtyard at an oblique angle.

Squinting his eyes, He Bangwei, who was murderous, pinched the stone and adjusted the angle and sprinkled it in the courtyard.

The stone fell into it like a scattered flower of a heavenly maiden, and immediately provoked several screams.

He Bangwei obliquely saw that the drug dealers' subordinates reacted quickly and retreated to the warehouse.

After waiting for two minutes, He Bangwei didn't see anyone coming out, and considering the power of those guns, he couldn't get in and quickly retreated.

Avoiding the sight of pedestrians below on the rooftops of these buildings, He Bangwei took off his outer clothes and human skin mask along the way, found an inconspicuous place and buried them all.

Still wearing gloves, the clothes He Bangwei wore inside were completely different from before, and he returned to the roof and chose a direction to run with all his might.

When he came down from the roof in a crowded place, He Bangwei slowly walked out of the street without red breath and walked to a crowded place to prepare for a taxi.

The purpose of this trip has been achieved, there is no possibility that Wood will be spared by being pierced through the head, and this henchman problem has finally been solved.

Stretching out his hand to get a taxi, He Bangwei told the taxi driver the destination - Monterrey International Airport.

After killing Wood, he had to leave quickly, this is a gathering place for drug dealers, they must have a lot of people, it is better to leave early.

As the taxi traveled through the city, He Bangwei looked at the street outside, thinking about the action of this trip in his heart.

Although it was a bit of a twist and turn, killing a few more people, but Wood was dead, he thought calmly and even indifferently.

There were two stones and several iron needles around his waist, all of which were unused.

This trip is still a stone, and if Wood's drug cartel had found out about what was going on in Paris from his past, they wouldn't have let him go.

He Bangwei already knows the temperament of drug dealers, and he thinks about things from the worst.

However, this decapitation should cause some deterrence.

Killing together is dozens of lives, if they continue, they will slaughter hundreds of thousands.

He Bangwei's eyes were clear, and he couldn't see the previous violent methods at all. (To be continued.) )

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