With this knife, blood gushed out, and the gushing blood even flowed into the exposed throat!

The woman struggled to pull the man's hand away, but the blood loss made her unable to resist, and she could not even cry out for help.

She could only be like a fish on the shore, jumping on the bed a few times, and slowly dying weakly and painfully.

The smell of blood? There's movement!

Dio's privates were nearby, and in the silence of the night, even as the prostitutes and men were exercising, the sound of Jack the Ripper killing was different from the sound of the others.

The nearest privateer whistled first and crashed through the window.

"What people!"

Jack the Ripper rolled out of bed, took two steps back, and watched warily at the strong man who had broken through the window.

This strong man was wearing a well-fitting double-breasted coat, the fabric of the clothes looked like a high-quality goods, he was holding a short knife, his face was cold, he was only in his twenties, but his body was strong as if he could kill a cow.

He didn't reply, he picked up the fallen hat from the ground, slapped it twice, and put it back on his big neat and shiny back.

His gaze swept to the corpse on the bed, and the strong man's eyes were a little cold.

"Give up the resistance, and I can make you suffer less."

The tone was indifferent, and the strong man strode close to Jack the Ripper, the hard soles of his shoes trampling on the debris, and the harsh sound made people's hearts palpitate.

Jack doesn't talk nonsense, he has already heard the whistle just now, time is pressing, if he doesn't run away, I'm afraid he will be planted here.

Of course, Jack is not a fool, if he just turns around and runs away, I am afraid that he will be crushed under this strong man immediately, unable to move, he is not the opponent of this strong man.

Look at this size gap, it's too big.

Need a chance! Where are the opportunities?

Jack was naked, his mind was racing, but the strong man was already approaching him, he reached out his hand, Jack roared, and quickly stabbed the strong man in the abdomen with a dagger.

The strong man sneered, grabbed his wrist fiercely, and twisted it so hard that Jack only felt that the palm of his hand was like an iron hoop, and the pain was so severe that he could no longer grasp the dagger.

With a "dang bang", the dagger fell to the ground.

Putting the short knife into the scabbard in his arms, the strong man slapped Jack the Ripper in the face with a hard backhand, and then bent his knee to Jack's abdomen.

The surging force messed up all his internal organs, and his face was visibly swollen, and blood mixed with saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Jack the Ripper bent over, fell to his knees, and couldn't get up again!

Hit Jack's head again, the hard soles and his head made a "bang", Jack's body twitched unnaturally, and he stopped moving.

The strong man sneered, opened the door, and outside the door, rows of people dressed the same as the strong man surrounded the whole house, and at a glance, the streets were densely packed with such strong men.

The whole process does not take more than ten seconds.

After seeing the strong man dragging a naked bearded man out, he raised his right hand and slammed it on his chest.

Oliver walked into the room, carefully inspected the scene, and patted the strong man's shoulder with satisfaction.

"Well done, this time the credit is enough for you to take a small step forward."

The strong man showed a big smile, folded his legs, stood straight, and saluted with a fist with his right hand.

"Thank you, sir, for cultivating!"

"Wake him up!"

A bucket of ice-cold water was poured on Jack's head, and his sleek body shivered.

When Jack opened his eyes, he felt a splitting headache, a tearing pain in his abdomen as if his intestines had been broken, and his whole body was wet and cold, and the cold made his heart shiver.

Slowly stood up, looking around, not far from the house where he had been knocked down, right next to it.

However, all around him were strong men dressed exactly the same, and they were actually standing all over the streets, and at a glance, they were all people!

"I'm done!"

Jack suddenly realized that he couldn't escape this catastrophe today.

"Jack the Ripper!"

Oliver's size is even more outrageous than the strong men around him, and he is the closest person to Dior in size.

Oliver's indifferent eyes looked down at Jack the Ripper, like a god on high, with a strong sense of oppression, and he slowly spoke:

"You know what? Jack...

I, Oliver, have been labeled as a dog-legged by Dior,

When I receive the boss's command, I will not hesitate to execute it.

Anything that stands in the way of the company's progress, I will give priority to eradication.

I will not show mercy to those who betray the company.

But! Even if I am like this, I can discern the disgusting evil!

The so-called evil is that you take advantage of the weak and trample on their existence for the sake of this small pleasure!

A guy like you, even if there is no order from the boss, I will punish you with my own small sense of justice! ”

Jack clutched his abdomen, his face hideous, Oliver took a step forward, and he took a step back.

After a few steps, he was blocked by a thick wall of strong men, and the strong men behind him pushed him away in disgust, and Jack was desperate.

"What do you want to do? Don't you come here!! ”

"Don't be afraid, we promise you won't die too soon."

"Ah ♂!!!!h

......

After dawn, the city of London woke up from its slumber, and slowly someone discovered the scene, and it was a long time before someone rushed to the police.

When the police arrived, they dispersed the crowd and checked that it was Jack the Ripper, who had recently become arrogant, and that the prostitutes who had died inside the house and most of the women who had died before confirmed that he had done it.

"Tsk, that's too miserable!"

One of the guards was a little scared, but he couldn't stop his curiosity and watched Jack's death fixedly.

He had been killed in a horrific manner, and most of the experienced officers had come to a conclusion.

Jack's sleek body was tied to a large wooden stake, and a slender iron pillar was inserted from his chrysanthemum, poking the celestial spirit cover open and sticking out from the top of his head.

There were horrific, indescribable scars all over the body, the skin was open, and blood flowed all over the large wooden stake.

His face was hideous and painful, and he must have suffered inhuman pain before he died.

Next to the large wooden stake there was also a long plank on which was written in blood:

"The only reason Jack the Ripper died was that he messed with the wrong people!"

The only man Jack the Ripper killed was the newly promoted male executive of the Infinite Group.

Anyone who has the slightest ability to know about this matter has guessed which force did it.

Dior didn't take this little thing to heart, and after doing a good job of comforting the male executive, money opened the way, and the London Police Department quickly closed the case.

However, this little incident has secretly caused a storm in the city of London, and a company that is out of step with this era has officially entered everyone's sight, and most people who are looking for jobs are frantically throwing their resumes at the Infinite Group.

The work benefits of the Infinite Group crush all the sweatshops in the current era of this world, and with the occurrence of this incident, the royal family of the corrupt country has officially paid attention to it.

The employees of the group were also proud to learn about the incident, and the internal spirit atmosphere was more energetic.