Chapter 120: If you don't want to die, shut up

Consume 110 Evil Energy and gain 340 Points. ā€

Long Jiang sat up slowly, the blood flowed more, although the collector repaired all the tissues, but the energy was exhausted, the blood in the whole body was almost released, and he felt very weak, somehow, killed a dog, got some evil energy, Long Jiang felt a lot less weak, and began to appear extremely hungry and thirsty.

There seemed to be a fire burning in his abdomen, forcing him to climb a few steps with difficulty, and when he reached the dog's corpse, he leaned down, aimed at the dog's head, and gulped down the new bloody dog's blood.

After a while, all the blood of a dog was sucked by Long Jiang.

Much better, but still hungry, as if there were a thousand little hands buried in his stomach, grabbing and scratching outward, Long Jiang continued to bury his head and bit the dog's leg hard......

Long Jiang didn't know how long he had bitten, until a dog's leg was gnawed to the point of being left with white bones, he raised his head and slowly tried to stand up.

His strength returned, and he looked up at the dark building, and looked down at the blood stains on his body and the bullet holes in his clothes, the flames of revenge burning.

The building was full of people, listening to the sound, the gangsters seemed to be drinking on the second floor, and it seemed to be interrogating, and from time to time there were screams that I didn't know whether it was Xia Yuer or Deng Ziqi.

The building is a tube structure, with a long corridor in the middle and wooden doors on both sides, and one after another room that was originally used as a classroom.

The corridor on the first floor was quiet, except for the crackling sound of a large spoon and a spatula stir-frying at one end of the corridor.

Long Jiang did not rush to the second floor, although his body recovered, but the energy in his left hand was too little, and the gangsters had knives and guns, and they were concentrated and piled up, so they had to fight steadily and steadily, absorb enough energy, and break each one.

The rooms on the first floor were all open and empty, Long Jiang glanced at it and rushed straight into the kitchen.

A shirtless, bald-headed chef is waving a spoon to stir-fry, the range hood makes a loud pumping sound, and a black scorpion tattoo is tattooed on his back, with the bald head, it looks extremely vicious.

Long Jiang picked up a sharp knife, and at the moment when he finished frying the dish and took out the spoon, he forced it from behind, and the tip of the knife suddenly crossed the side of his neck, one centimeter away from the carotid artery.

"Don't move."

A person suddenly appeared on his back, startling the chef, his hand shook, and the dish fell to the ground, the juice flew sideways, the meat and vegetables were separated, and the plate was shattered.

"Grass mud horse, little five, you're going to scare me to death."

When I looked back, a bloody man next to me was glaring at him with white teeth, and the chef was so frightened that he sat down in the stall on the ground, screaming hotly.

Just as he was about to struggle, Xue Liang's knife was forced in front of him, and the bloody man said fiercely: "How many people are upstairs?" ā€

"Spare your life, hero, 13 people at two tables."

"Where is the woman?"

"Room 204"

The bald head rolled his eyes wildly, peeking at the kitchen knife on the board, and Long Jiang laughed: "Tell two people to come down and serve the dishes." ā€

The bald cook got up tremblingly, pulled a piece of rope that hung in the air, and there was a terrible bell upstairs, and after a while, footsteps rang out from the stairs, and a man came down.

The bald man was just about to call for help, Long Jiang picked up the Shaoshang gun, and a fierce evil energy hit his heart, the bald man's eyes were wide open, he opened his mouth, took a deep breath, but he couldn't spit it out anymore, and fell into the dish that he fried himself.

Sure enough, the virtual screen gave back good news: "Consume 120 evil energy, get 790 evil energy, and 500 good energy."

A small black and thin man hurriedly ran in, and said hurriedly as he ran: "Bald, Nima has lost a lot, I didn't see it, that woman's nai is really fucking white, if it weren't for the three tigers to stop me, I would ...... day."

Long Jiang gritted his teeth when he heard this, ambushed behind the door, saw him show his head, stretched out his thumb, pointed at his temple fiercely, and snorted, as if poking a ripe watermelon, 400 foreheads could actually penetrate his head, and the thin man didn't say a word, and fell crooked at the door.

I sucked more than 400 evil energies and gained more than 200 good energies. Although he couldn't see the glow, Long Jiang judged that there was no good person in this group of people.

Killing two people in a row, the fire of revenge in Long Jiang's belly was not extinguished, but more vigorous, he hid the bodies of the two, pulled the rope, listened to the bell upstairs, and waited for someone to come.

Sure enough, the stairs sounded, and a guy with dyed gray hair came down, pinching a cigarette in his fingers, and came in scolding: "Xiao Wu, you are a turtle calf, you can't serve food alone, you are biased to pull a cushion, I don't know how to drink, Nima's." ā€

With the support of energy, Long Jiang felt that his body was more flexible, and suddenly strangled his mouth from behind, and the evil energy of his left thumb penetrated into the back of his head and brain stem, and the kid also fell to the ground without saying a word.

Long Jiang dragged him, put them together with the two of them, grabbed a gray-white tablecloth, covered the three of them, changed a few clothes and pants, and washed his hair and face slightly on the faucet, washed off the plasma that had solidified into black and red, wiped his face, quietly went out, and went down the stairs to the second floor.

The stairs are next to the toilet, and Long Jiang dodged in, this gang of rural soil, it is estimated that the corridor is not monitored.

Two mine guards who drank too much were unbuttoning their pants and peeing with their backs to him, chatting with laughter:

"Lin Zi, these girls are really beautiful, they are all hard at a glance, you said that after the interrogation of Brother Sanhu, can you let us open the foreign meat?"

"Grass, how do I know, what kind of female reporter was last year, it wasn't a few tiger brothers who were leftovers, so we let us take a turn? When it was my turn, everyone was peeing and having a bad time. ā€

Long Jiang was furious when he heard this, put up his thumb, tiptoed, aimed at the brain part of the back of each person's head, and shot hard, each shooting 300 evil energy, seeing them fall into the urine pool, kicking in vain, and making a sound in their mouths.

After harvesting 1500 evil energy, Long Jiang felt confident in his heart, threw the two people who were out of breath into the squatting position, locked the toilet door, and quickly touched room 204.

The smell of blood gradually permeated the corridors and spread to all rooms, and today was destined to be an extraordinary night.

On the wooden door of the corridor room, the room number is still maintained when the building was built ten years ago, and a room not far away, revealing the light, from time to time there is the sound of laughter, drinking orders, bursts of wine are intertwined, and float to the corridor.

204 was next door to that room, the door was open, and the light was on inside, and a woman's wolf cry was heard in a heart-wrenching voice.

Long Jiang didn't have a glow button, he couldn't see how many people were inside at all, and when he heard the sound like hell, his heart was burning, but he didn't dare to enter rashly, his hand gently pushed the door, opened a small crack, and looked inside.

The three women were all hung to the roof beam in the middle of the room, their tops had been stripped off, revealing their trembling fullness, and the two sons, one tall and one short, were carrying electric vibrators in their hands, and their faces shook Deng Ziqi and Xia Yuer's bodies with a silver smile, and they laughed loudly.

With the hum of the vibrator, the two women were full of tears, ashamed and angry, and wrung their legs tightly, crying loudly from time to time.

Xia Mingzhu was even more miserable, her head was tilted to the side, she was stripped naked, her round white flesh was very well maintained, her whole body was covered with bruises, her limbs were divided into big characters, and she was placed in a very humiliating shape, and several hooligans were holding their arms and pointing, with a hippie smile.

A small round table was placed in the middle of the room, and there was a lot of good wine and food on it, and a big man with a bare shoulder and an eagle hooked nose, sitting with his back to Longjiang, holding a pot of wine in his hand, was drinking it with satisfaction, while scolding:

"These dead girls, dare to kill my eldest brother and stab my mother, when I finish drinking this wine, I will play you to death. Da Mao and Liuzi, don't play bad young ones, my father should be unhappy when he comes back, and the old ones can play whatever you want. ā€

Da Mao and Liuzi were overjoyed when they heard this, they took off their clothes and pants in twos, and rushed towards Xia Mingzhu with a howl with the evil guy, Long Jiang knew that he couldn't wait any longer.

He slowly pushed the door and hurried in, without waiting for the people in the house to come back to their senses, Long Jiang pressed the lights in the house, the room was dark, and he went straight to the big man who was drinking at the door.

"I'm cĒŽo, why is there no electricity?"

"Turn on the lights."

"Brother Sanhu, wait a minute, the lamp has tripped."

In the dark, no one noticed that there was one more person in the room. Long Jiang hurriedly walked behind the man, and was about to show his hot hand, but unfortunately collided with a short man head-on, covered in fat, sweaty and greasy skin, and carrying a watery and slowly rotating thing in his hand, dripping with unknown liquid.

Long Jiang didn't say a word, stretched out his left thumb, and pressed it against the man's fat belly, and continuously launched multiple waves of evil energy! With a sweep of his right hand, he stifled the man's screams.

"Yes, uh-huh."

"Plop" The short man's belly was full of holes, and the back of his head was slapped again, and he fainted silently.

"Grass, Liuzi, what's the matter, did you find the switch?"

Long Jiang didn't speak, continued to move forward, touched the chair of the drinker, stretched out his hand and pulled, just touched the person's nose, what a big eagle hooked nose!

It's He Sanhu!

Long Jiangqu turned his fingers into claws, buckled his thumb to his eyes, and grabbed it fiercely, and 700 evil energy blasted into his head!

"Ah......h

"Smack!"

The indoor lights were on, and the tall and thin man stood next to the wall switch, carrying a handful of pink ***, looking at the person who had inexplicably more blood gourd in the room, he was stunned, and pointed at Longjiang "You" for a long time speechless.

The floor of the room was a mess.

The short and fat man had a pale face, staring at the fish's eyes, his belly was facing the sky, bursts of black and red blood were gushing out, a large pool of filthy liquid flowed on the ground, and a smell of urine mixed with the smell of blood spread.

He Sanhu buried his head on the ground, his head and ears were close to the ground, he looked sideways at the door, one eye had burst, and there were a few white tendons hanging from his eyeballs, hanging next to his eye sockets, and the fierce eagle hooked his nose, was caught in half, crooked to the side, forming a very strange appearance, and a pool of black blood slowly wet the ground on his headrest.

Without waiting for the tall man to open his mouth to call for help, Long Jiang stepped forward, grabbed his neck fiercely, and threatened him with his thumb on his chest:

"Shut up if you don't want to die, do you hear me?"