Chapter Seventy-Two: The Murder of a Wood Knife
Last time, after buying up the remaining gold from William's hand, Dio was given a phone number, and this time it became his target.
Taking out the cash he had hidden in advance, Dior hurried towards the location reported by the other party, and when he arrived, he found that it was a slum with a large number of poor people and outlaws.
Just as he was approaching a certain distance, two bright searchlights hit him, and suddenly more than a dozen figures came out of nowhere around him.
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense, and then Dio put his handbag in front of him and said in a loud voice: "I'm here to trade, I've called before." ”
Then a hoarse voice came from behind these people, "Who gave you this number?" ”
"William, I ate all his goods, that's why he gave me this call."
The air suddenly fell silent, and it took about a dozen seconds before the voice continued, "Let him come over and check if there is anyone else around." ”
The crowd dispersed, and Dio strode forward, finally seeing the man talking at the end.
It was a man with tattoos all over his body, as if he was obese, and at the moment the whole person was stuck in the sofa like a pile of fat and greasy piles there.
When Dio got closer, two more men stopped him and glared at him.
"What do you want to trade?"
The soap opera on TV was still ongoing, and the pile of fat meat didn't even bother to look away, just asked casually.
"Gold."
"Did you bring enough money?"
Dio casually threw the handbag on the ground, and the man next to him immediately squatted down to inspect it, then nodded and walked to the pile of fat meat and muttered quietly.
After hearing that this kid who didn't know whether he was alive or dead and brought 500,000 cash to trade alone, he couldn't help but show an extremely mocking smile.
"Very good, I took the money and took him to see the goods."
When the two white men heard the order, they immediately showed a hideous smile and came to the sides of Dior, and said with his foul mouth: "Let's go." ”
After seeing this scene, Dior also smiled, and then obediently walked to another room under the guard of two 'bodyguards', one on the left and one on the right.
When Dior was taken away 'ignorantly', the rest of the people showed a cruel smile, and seemed to be very much looking forward to what was going to happen next, William's guy is not the first time to send 'goods' to the door, many people have been deceived by his image, but in fact, how can a guy who dares to engage in this kind of business in private but has been living a good life easily trust others, and even tell others about the channels in his hands so in vain?
The goods in hand are sold for a sum of money, and then the customer is deceived to this side to eat black and make a sum of money, things are also needed, is there a more perfect transaction chain than this?
It is precisely because of William's black heart that Roshan and his gang, known as 'swamp', 'like' to do business with this guy.
No, if you don't do anything, you will have 500,000 dollars delivered to the door for nothing, and you can get more when you pry open the idiot's mouth in a while.
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On the other hand, Dior, who didn't know that William was deliberately luring him to make that call, walked into an empty room with nothing in it, but as soon as he came in, he could smell the smell of blood that was so thick that he couldn't disperse, and these scum must have killed a lot of people here.
So Dio muttered to himself without looking back: "This is indeed a good place to kill people and throw corpses." ”
At this time, the two people standing behind him glanced at each other, and immediately showed an extremely hideous and bloodthirsty smile, and strode towards the thin monkey in front of them.
"How's it going, are you still satisfied?"
"Satisfied....... Satisfied couldn't be more satisfied. ”
Before he could finish speaking, the ruthless [World] instantly gathered behind him, and then with a punch, he smashed the big white man who grabbed him by the shoulder into two!
"Huh? How did I fall? ”
He was puzzled when he noticed that his hand was getting farther and farther away from the little man, and it wasn't until he saw his lower body, which was still standing in place, spurting blood, crashing to the ground, that he realized something in horror......
The other person who witnessed his companion's entire upper body suddenly flying out seemed to be a little frightened, he subconsciously touched his face, which was covered with warm scarlet, and then turned around and ran like crazy, he wanted to shout for help, but the next second he fell into eternal darkness.
WHEN DIO TURNED AROUND, HE SAW [WORLD] CASUALLY THROWING THE MAN'S HEAD AWAY AND POSING WITH AN EXTREMELY ARROGANT JOJO STAND, AS IF HE WAS DISSATISFIED WITH DIO'S REPEATED ATTEMPTS TO LET HIM TAKE ACTION AGAINST SUCH A WEAK ENEMY.
"Okay, come back man, I'll take care of them myself."
Dio suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't expect that the seemingly cold [World] actually had a time to play petty, but it was true that these ordinary people couldn't arouse the interest of [World] at all, and the simple slaughter was really boring.
Another reason is that the 'car accident scene' caused by the [world] is too easy to identify, and if it is not done afterwards, it will be suspected of him, so I will simply let [the world] rest this time.
So the arrogant [world] of the JOJO disappeared.,Dior also tried to pose like that shameful Pose when he was in the second year of secondary school occasionally.,But the result was almost a fracture.,Sure enough, forcibly twist the body or something, let the stand-in do it.。
"So what should be done this time?"
Dior glanced around, and finally found a rusty wood knife, and tried to swing it twice, not very handy, but it didn't matter.
"Silver Ripple Walking!"
As the power of the silver ripples was transmitted into the wood knife and wrapped in it, the rusty wood knife immediately became extremely sharp, and Dio slashed down the gate with a single wave.
"It's okay, it's just that it might be a little bloody in a while."
Dior, who was quite satisfied, walked out with a firewood knife in his hand, and then looked for the direction he had come from and returned the same way.
"Who? It's you? How did you get out......"
I met a person on the way, and the man was very surprised to see Dior come out intact, and then saw the wood knife in his hand, and immediately had a bad guess.
"Put the knife down and stop!"
The man immediately wanted to pull out the gun, but when he saw a flash of silver light, he could no longer move as if he had been immobilized by magic, and it was not until Dio walked past him that the sound of falling to the ground sounded, and he was actually split in half vertically!
"Next time, try to cut your neck, otherwise it will be too disgusting."
In the wind came the muttering of someone drifting away.