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The red beam of light was cut through it, and a thin line of blood emerged, cutting the body straight through the middle of the skull.

The blood line suddenly became hideous.

At the smooth and flat incision, the blood only reacted at this moment, like a high-pressure water cannon spraying, stabbing out, staining the two torn corpses red.

Spike!

Qin Hao clamped a short-bladed dagger between his two fingers, and flicked his fingers lightly.

Phew!

The voice was soft, but in this dead room, it was unusually harsh!

didn't have time to dodge, or even have time to breathe, a man who was facing Qin Hao, his head exploded like a watermelon.

The large pillar of blood at the mouth of the bowl was spurting violently, so it was not terrifying.

With one breath, he was instantly killed by two people, and he didn't even see how he died, and the fear in the hearts of the people in the room can be imagined.

Assassination is a way to fight the strong, and once it is exposed, then its danger plummets.

"You...

The boss holding the dagger in his hand, his pupils contracted tightly, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he easily opened the corpse in his hand.

"So, there's just some outcasts in that tavern, right?" Qin Hao clapped his palms and said in appreciation: "Very good idea, then, can you tell me that the rest of you are the last people?" ”

Killing the people in this room can be slaughtered by Qin Hao with a flip, but he must find out if there are other killers hiding in other corners of the city.

"Hmph, kill if you want to, don't you want to get a word out of our mouths." The killer boss gritted his teeth fiercely, and his air path was extremely hard.

The next moment!

The sparkle in his eyes dimmed, a white phalanx pierced the center of his brow, and his entire body fell to the ground like rotten mud, a wisp of black smoke coming out of his body.

"Honzong likes hard bones the most." Qin Hao grinned, his eyes swept over the others, and said in a cold voice: "So, you are all hard bones?" ”

It was very quiet in the house.

The cold moonlight shone on the pool of blood, shining with a little cold light, reflecting a pale face.

The smell of blood was fermenting, like a terrifying hand gently rubbing against their skin, exuding an aura of despair and trembling.

Are they all hard bones?

Are there bones with hard veins?

Qin Hao wanted to know the answer very much, so he pulled out a bone sword from his left shoulder and pointed it at one of them casually.

"Tell me how hard your bones are." Qin Hao's eyes were cold, and the bone sword in his hand slashed down mercilessly.

And what he didn't know was that just when he tried to ask how hard these people's bones were, thousands of miles away, there was really a tough guy who was explaining to Mu Lan how hard a person's bones could be.

The thumb-thick whip, three meters long, is covered with iron thorns, and when the whip is drawn, it can fiercely bite off a large piece of flesh on a person's body.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

The dark, damp basement is accompanied by a never-ending whistling sound of hysterical laughter.

Xiao Li was tied to a stone pillar, and his limbs, oh no, it should be called three limbs tied to a pillar now.

His left arm was empty, black and full of rotten flesh and blood.

There are countless whip marks on the body, densely packed, stacked one on top of the other, a blur of flesh and blood, and there is no longer an inch of intact flesh and skin on the body.

Mu Lan stood in front of him, his face was wrapped in thick bandages, the bridge of his nose was flattened, and the inner sockets of his eyes were sunken, and the whole person looked extremely vicious and hideous.

"Say, where is Qin Hao? What is your purpose? Why does it appear in Yushui Town? ”

Mu Lan put down the whip in his hand, holding a steel needle in his hand, and stabbed it into Xiao Li's inner thigh, writhing wildly, "How about losing an arm?" If you don't say it, I'll cripple you again... ”

Xiao Li snorted, the whole person was already tortured and dying, he opened his mouth slightly, and a bloody phlegm spat on Mu Lan's face.

"Hey, hey, hey." Mu Lan showed a sensible smile on her face, she looked at Xiao Li gloomily, wiped the blood from her face, pulled out the steel needle suddenly, and then walked slowly to the other side.

Over there, a hollow-eyed, dazed little girl with her hair scattered and tied to a chair didn't react at all when she saw Mu Lan walking towards her.

"Hard mouth, hard bones? I want to see if your heart is also made of iron. Mu Lan grabbed Nannan's palm, and the steel needle in his hand stabbed down violently.

There was a painful look in her eyes, a cry of pain came out of her mouth, and a pair of eyes regained color, filled with fear that could not be dispersed.

"You've killed her father, what, do you still want this little girl to die?" Mu Lan watched Xiao Li struggle frantically, with a perverted and cheerful smile on her face, she "giggled" and said, "Tell me, where is Qin Hao, where is he going?" Otherwise, I'll kill this little girl. ”

Xiao Li watched the back of his hand being nailed to the table, the red blood like hot magma rushing in his heart, over and over again, the mental pain was ten thousand times stronger than the physical pain.

He struggled desperately, struggled desperately, and the anger in his eyes was like a flame burning "poof".

The blood seems to be boiling, smoking... With the continuous flow of blood, the venom in the body seems to be slowly being cleaned.

"I'm going to kill you!" Xiao Li stared at Mu Lan deadly, and his voice was like a knife bursting out from between his teeth.

"Humph!"

Mu Lan's face changed, and then a look of shame and indignation appeared on his face, and the steel needle in his hand was pulled out, and he was about to stab it again.

Boom!

The door to the basement was opened, and Mu Lan's hand moved, and he looked back sharply.

"It's really the Song family!"

Qin Hao's hand gently stroked the hole in the wall, and along his fingers, some fine sand fell under his feet and slowly piled up.

It got higher and higher, and soon in the frightened eyes of several people on the opposite side, the more tired and higher, the thicker and thicker it accumulated.

It's like a palm sticking out of the ground.

"No... No, you can't kill us, we've said everything. Several shivering men on their knees hurriedly got up from the ground and stepped back.

"Well, this sect doesn't remember, this sect said not to kill you." Qin Hao's eyes were indifferent, "This sect only asked you questions, but never promised anything. ”

Qin Hao turned around and left.

The hole behind him was flooded with yellow sand, and there was a tooth-aching sound from inside, and a trace of red blood seeped out of the sand. (To be continued.) )