The fat dog who was almost scalded really didn't have the heart to resist at all, he was in pain now, he just wanted to live now.

Any loyalty is, their kind of people are making money with their heads, and when they reach a certain status, their heads are more important than anything else.

The door of the room opened, and the appearance of the fat dog was exposed in front of all his subordinates, and these people who watched looked at each other and wanted to kill Xiao Zhan, but Xiao Zhan's gun kept on the fat dog's head.

"All come in...... From now on, this boss will take over my work and take my place with full authority......" Under the threat, the fat dog said to the men: "Everyone put their guns on the ground, all come in, and follow the arrangement...... We're going to make a big deal! ”

No one knows what happened inside, but after seeing the tragic condition of the fat dog, these subordinates clearly knew that something had changed here.

The fat dog is no longer the boss, this oriental man has become the boss.

In fact, these subordinates don't care who becomes the boss, because no matter who is the boss, they have to work.

If it is said that there is a change of boss, it may still be worth rejoicing, after all, there are new opportunities.

So, the men put their guns on the ground and walked in one by one, filling the room almost to the brim.

"Anything else didn't come in?" Xiao Zhan asked.

"Except for the technical ones, all of them came in." A member of the Black Death was quick to respond.

"Good, close the door." Xiao Zhan said with a smile: "I want to announce a very important matter, this matter is related to the fate of all of you. ”

The clever members of the Black Death quickly closed the door and locked it from the inside.

For his performance move, Xiao Zhan was very, very satisfied.

He led Mia to the stage and pulled out his submachine gun from his back.

"This thing is ......" Xiao Zhan showed a weird smile: "Don't do this kind of thing in the next life, good and evil will be rewarded in the end." ”

"Dada...... Da Da ......"

The submachine gun spewed tongues of fire and fired indiscriminately at the thirty or forty members of the Black Death who had thrown away their guns.

"Puff ......"

The space of the house is only so large, Xiao Zhan is on the stage, everyone is crowded underneath, and the door is closed again, so there is no need to aim at all.

"Ahh

"Oh! ——”

"Ugh! ——”

“……”

Blood splattered, howling and warping, bullets slammed into their bodies, back and forth, slaughtering them like lambs on a chopping block.

For a while, the whole house was full of blood, and the originally white walls also turned red, and there were many bloody handprints left when struggling.

Soon, the gunfire stopped, and Xiao Zhan looked at the corpses in the audience with an expressionless face, as well as the members of the Black Death who had not died after being shot.

The fat dog lying on the couch was covered in blood, staring at a pair of terrified eyes and letting out violent gasps.

Mia beside Xiao Zhan sat on the ground in fright, covering her mouth with her hands, lest she make a little noise.

In addition to that, there's that clever member of the Black Death.

His body was intact, his face was covered in the blood of his companions, and he stood trembling where he was, his pupils showing a state of distraction.

"You." Xiao Zhan pointed his gun at the member.

"Yes!"

The members of the Black Death were so frightened that their legs went limp, and they almost fell to their knees.

"Huh!"

Xiao Zhan threw the saber over: "Mend the knife." ”

"Yes yes yes ......"

The Black Death member quickly crouched down to get a knife, but when he squatted, his legs went limp, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Poof!"

It wasn't the sound of bodies colliding with the floor, but the sound of bodies falling into the water—the floor had long been covered in blood, forming a pool of blood.

The members of the Black Death crawled to their feet, opening their mouths and vomiting.

"Vomit...... ...... vomit"

"I'm impatient." Xiao Zhan's faint voice sounded.

Hearing this, the Black Death member vomited as he crawled forward, swinging his saber and stabbing into the brain of a companion who was not yet dead.

"Whew!"

With a single sword, the companion who did not die stopped moaning and turned into a dead body.

"Whew! Laugh at! Laugh at! ——”

The Black Death member began to mend the knife, crawling through the blood, stabbing at his companion one by one.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The Black Death member cried, he was afraid, he was uncomfortable, he was afraid, but he had to keep mending the knife to his companion.

At first, I didn't get used to it, but I got used to it when I poked and poked.

The howls of all kinds of emotions disappeared, and only the sound of the knife falling from the hand and finishing the slaughter was left.

All the bodies were mended, and some were even stabbed several times.

In this case, the members of this Black Death organization all collapsed, not because of the mending knife to their companions, but because of the environment here.

The small area was full of blood, and the pungent smell of blood rushed madly into his nostrils, making him delirious.

This is where the magic of death and blood lies, and when you get used to it, you will ignore it and become more brutal; If you don't adapt to it, it will lead to mental problems.

How did the aftermath of the war come about? It's death and blood.

"Very well done." Xiao Zhan smiled: "It's time to mend the knife for yourself, all you have to do is use the saber to lightly wipe your neck." ”

As the words landed, the mentally broken member of the Black Death stared at his red eyes, and without hesitation, he raised his saber and wiped it at his neck.

"Whew!"

The blade severed the major artery in his neck, and a stream of blood spurted out, and he lay straight down in the pile of corpses.

"Do you know Hitler's list?" Xiao Zhanchong, who was sitting at his feet, said: "That's how the Nazis slaughtered Jews, as long as you can report the Jews around you, you can live." Eventually, the whistleblower couldn't find a Jew, and suddenly remembered that he was also Jewish, so he wrote his name. It's not a story, it's real, repression can make people have a nervous breakdown, and this kind of scene can make repression reach the extreme in an instant. ”

After finishing speaking, Xiao Zhan looked at the fat dog lying on the sofa panting violently, staring at the other party's eyes that were about to show distraction because of fear.

This guy was already speechless, he thought he was well-informed, but only then did he know how big the gap was with Xiao Zhan in front of him.

Talents like them should be the most vicious and vicious, and professional soldiers should not be so vicious.

The reason is that they do things without a bottom line, while professional soldiers have a bottom line when they do things, and they are only on the battlefield.

It can be said that the ruthlessness of professional soldiers can never be compared to these traffickers, because professional soldiers have faith, and they understand that they are fighting for the country and for peace, which is noble.

But Xiao Zhan is an alternative, he is naturally belligerent, and people who are naturally warlike have more abuse in their hearts.

"Hey, a cup of coffee?" Xiao Zhan said with a smile.

In an instant, the fat dog's body trembled violently, and his eyes returned to normal fear.

……

(End of chapter)