Simon gently tore off an iron chain from the ceiling, and the chain dragged on the concrete floor to make a sound like the arrival of death, the sound was ordinary, but it sounded miserable to the dying, and the soul was shattered.

"As a hostage, it must be very scary to hear this voice, and it will also give you a taste of what it is like to be a hostage before you die." Simon said harshly in Yoruba.

The two armed men took out their grenades, pulled out the safety, and rushed to the west gate, which was really a bit of dedication.

"And suicidal spirit, then it will be done to you."

Simon raised his left hand, and two balls of nitrogen wrapped around the two armed men, making them unable to move, unable to throw grenades, and their dark faces were even more terrifying.

"Boom ......"

There were only two explosions, but other grenades on the militants were also detonated, emitting a series of sounds. Due to the wrapping of the nitrogen hood, the explosion was not loud, the flesh and blood inside the nitrogen hood were blurred and fragmented, and the two militants were blown into meat sauce.

The nitrogen hood dispersed, scattering corpses and parts on the ground.

Simon waved the iron chain, like a spiritual snake, and smashed several other armed men, leaving only the trembling Mohammed, Zhu, and the forty-year-old black man wearing Simon's watch, staring blankly at Simon.

Blood and minced flesh stuck to the chains, Simon dropped them, walked up to the forty-year-old black man, and stretched out his right hand.

"That's my watch!"

Simon's tone was cold, his eyes were like knives, and the muscles on the black man's face in front of him twitched, and the black man quickly took off his watch and handed it to Simon.

Simon put on his watch, and with a wave of his hand, a sharp wave of nitrogen struck the black man's face.

"Smack!"

The black man's face collapsed, his head shattered, and his corpse fell on his back.

Simon walked up to the Chinese man surnamed Zhu.

"Don't kill me! Please! Please......"

"Didn't anyone ask you? Didn't those hostages ask you? Simon said coldly.

"Yes...... Someone begged me to do the same. Zhu said.

"What do you do with them?"

"I ...... I...... I didn't kill them, as long as they gave the money and let them go, please don't kill me! ”

"Do you know who I am?"

"You...... You are...... Chinese Superman? ”

"It seems that China's superman is already known to the world, so today's actions are enough to establish a certain deterrent." Simon didn't seem to be saying it to Zhu.

"Can you spare me? All my money is for you. Zhu pleaded.

"What other bad things have you done?"

"I ...... I have sexually assaulted several female hostages, but I have never killed anyone. Zhu's tone trembled.

"But they died because of you!"

After Ximen finished speaking fiercely, his right hand slammed Zhu's crotch, making a muffled sound, presumably the thing was slapped into flesh, the pelvis was shattered, Zhu didn't have time to scream, his throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of gas, and he couldn't make a sound. Zhu fell to the ground in pain, and after enjoying the sharp pain for a few seconds, he was also hit in the face by nitrogen waves, his head was flattened on the concrete floor, and his two cracked eyes were extremely eye-catching, like black grapes on a cake.

"Who the hell are you?"

Seeing the cruelty of the young man in front of him, Muhammad knew that his fate could not be better, but calmed down and questioned Simon, the conversation between Simon and Zhu just now was in Chinese, and he did not understand.

"I am a Chinese superman!" Simon made no secret of it.

Muhammad immediately understood the purpose of Simon's visit.

"You're here to rescue those three Chinese engineers!"

Simon nodded slightly.

"They're dead."

"So, you don't have to live!"

"They weren't kidnapped by me......"

"It's all the same, whoever kidnaps you, you all have to die!" Simon's tone was very resolute, his eyes like death stared at each other, there was a cold air in his body, and the gas that came out was also a cold wind, blowing on Muhammad's face like a violent wind in the North Pole.

Muhammad had always lived near the equator and had never experienced such cold winds.

"How can you not kill me?"

"Give me a reason not to kill you first!"

"You don't know where they are? I can tell you. Mohammed said.

"Okay, tell me, I won't kill you." Simon's gaze softened.

"How can I trust you? The Chinese are very good at deceiving people. Muhammad was clearly not convinced.

"I'm Superman, the whole world knows me, and I won't lie to you."

Muhammad was somewhat convinced.

"Even if you don't tell me, I'll be able to find them."

"Well, let me tell you, they're in a small town forty kilometers to the southeast."

"No wonder my hearing can't hear, it's really beyond my hearing." Simon thought to himself.

"Good, you can close your eyes." Simon said.

"Why?"

"Wait for death!" Simon's tone was cold again.

"You said you wouldn't kill me! You Chinese are the most deceitful! Swindler! Muhammad howled.

"I lied. Deceive those who must die, do not break the law! You must be punished and pay for the mistakes you have made! ”

Muhammad threw his fist at Simon, and before his hand could be raised, the phone was already in Simon's hand. Simon swung a nitrogen knife as thin as a cicada's wings, and cut it horizontally and precisely from the midline of Muhammad's two eyeballs, a bit like the flying blade in "The Three-Body Problem", after the cut, the upper half of the head remained in place, and only a few strands of hair fell down, indicating that something had happened. When Simon disappeared a few seconds later, blood began to seep out, and the body finally fell.

~~~

Forty kilometers away in a town.

The town is obviously several times larger than the village and town just now, densely populated, estimated to be a million, and you can see five or six storey buildings, but the population is only equivalent to a certain community in Star City, but the area is large.

Simon hovered in the air, his cursory glance scanning the entire town and finding no bodies of the three hostages, but several militant bases.

"It seems that today I am going to do iniquity! To establish deterrence is to kill people, to kill a lot of people. ”

Simon muttered, dialed the last phone number on Mohammed's phone, and after two rings, the call was connected. In fact, even if the other party did not answer, Simon had already located the source of the mobile phone ringing in the second ring. At the moment, in the whole town, only one phone is ringing.

"If you call me again before ten o'clock to wake me up, I'll send someone to arrest you." Raga was clearly not awake yet, and was impatient.

"You don't have a chance, he's dead." Simon said coldly.

Raja was startled, and the accent was wrong.

"Who are you?"

"I'm your nightmare!" Simon said fiercely.

After speaking, he grabbed his mobile phone, took off his coat, put on a red blindfold, and flew towards a six-story building.

Even if the opponent is weak, it is important to pay attention to tactics.

First of all, the West Gate scanned the layout of the building, and the armed men were about thirty people, several times more than the manpower of Mohammed, with ordinary weapons, no weapons of mass destruction and biological weapons, and some of them were still sleeping.

Simon then destroys the power system with a nitrogen arrow, rendering the camera useless, and then begins to boldly commit evil.

~~~

PS: In February 2013, according to news reports, three North Korean doctors were killed by slitting their throats in Nizuria. Another: A large number of Chinese gold diggers were wantonly shot and robbed in a certain African country, which is tragic.