48. Because of the bottom line, it is called people
In the vault, the twelve rich men and women who came today to come over and relax are all shivering with snow-white faces at the moment.
Especially when I saw the few corpses that hit the street.
There is nothing wrong with their thirst for killing, and they also come to participate in and enjoy the killing feast, but they are here to kill others, not to let others kill.
The Albanian commander in the Seville region was called Conrad.
The full name was too long for Baker to remember, and the name of a dead man did not need to be remembered.
At this moment.
As the big boss of the Human Skin Inn, Conrad looked at Baker who suddenly appeared in his safe room with a blank face and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”
Baker looked at it, and the corners of his mouth arced: "Don't know me? ”
Conrad nodded very honestly, usually, he would not appear in this inn, but today is the monthly Regal Show Day, as the regional commander, Conrad is going to come and accompany him on this day.
Baker smiled: "You don't know me, you send someone to arrest me, do you think I'm stupid, or do you think you're stupid." ”
"Young people, don't ......"
"Bang!"
"Ahh
"Shet!"
"God."
Baker was expressionless and directly fired a bullet into Conrad's right thigh, and then looked up at the screaming people outside who looked like dogs, and the rich men and women who were not even as good as dogs here said coldly: "Three seconds later, whoever speaks, I will kill whom." ”
The words fell.
The twelve rich people chose to follow their hearts in an instant, and the six female rich men even covered their mouths with their hands, and during the period, there were more non-stop sobbing.
A balding rich man tries to intercede with Baker with money: "I have money, you ......"
Baker shot directly: "Bang! ”
The remaining eleven rich men trembled and huddled in a corner, shivering at the bald rich man who stared at the street.
Baker sneered, turned around, and directly exploded the bulletproof glass with three shots, and the person with a bruised face tied to the chair inside was none other than Bruce.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Baker's four shots directly shattered the restraints on Bruce's arms and feet, and said expressionlessly: "It's none of your business here, get out!" ”
Five minutes later.
Baker stared blankly at Bruce, who was stumbling outside, and then refocused his gaze on the eleven rich men.
Even if it was a stranger who was being tied up, Baker would let him go.
Very simple.
Baker kills, but never kills innocents.
As for whether these two will run out?
Maybe.
If you go faster, you can drive away from the main roads and take the small roads, and you may be able to reach the civilized city safely.
What the?
Sending Buddha to the West?
Baker is not a virgin, he is an assassin.
The next second.
"I'd like to ask you a favor."
The corners of Baker's mouth arced slightly, and he showed a smile towards the eleven rich people: "Do you want to leave?" ”
Eleven rich men nodded frantically, looking like chickens pecking rice.
Baker laughed, "Let's go, then." ”
The eleven rich men were slightly stunned when they heard this, and then a lewd middle-aged man got up, and then ran frantically towards the outside of the vault.
But!
Bang.
The obscene middle-aged man has one foot outside and one foot inside, and stops there.
"Ladies first, have you forgotten the minimum gentlemanly courtesy?" Baker said expressionlessly, then looked back at the remaining eight men, two women and ten rich men and said, "Remember the rules, I don't like to kill." ”
Ten billionaires looked at each other.
Finally, the eyes of the eight men fell on the two women, and there was no doubt about the meaning, you go first.
The two rich women shook their heads frantically.
This man is a killing god, who knows if he is sincere, in case they just got up, and this person finds some other reason, wouldn't it be bad luck.
Don't go.
Baker laughed, "I'll count three seconds, and if I don't go, then don't go." ”
When the words fell, the eight men became anxious, and one of them opened his mouth with a burst of bird singing towards the two women.
"Bang!"
"Shut up, don't you remember what I said?"
“……”
Baker looked at the remaining nine of them, including two successful people who peed their pants, and smiled coldly.
Conrad, who was lying on the ground with his thighs covered, gritted his teeth: "You ......"
"Bang!"
"Ahh
Baker was sending a gift to Conrad's other thigh, and said expressionlessly: "Why are you in a hurry to talk, your group of little brothers are still on the way, and now it's not time to talk to you, I don't want your group of little brothers to come and save you?" ”
Conrad's two hands are no longer enough, you can't hold one hand on one side, not to mention whether the shape is good or not, there is only one final result of pressing both legs with both hands, that is, both sides will lose too much blood and die like opening the gate and releasing water.
Baker shook his head at this, walked into the display room, found a red-hot electric iron that was charged, and walked out.
Conrad's eyes shrank.
Baker smiled, "Do you want to, three seconds." ”
Conrad stared at the condescending Baker like a cannibal, this is a demon, a demon.
Think about it.
There can be hope of living, who wants to die.
Conrad threw a harsh word at Baker that you would die a terrible death, and then closed his eyes in resignation and opened his thighs on either side.
The next second.
The screams like killing pigs filled the entire vault, and Conrad, whose eyes were closed and who was clenching his teeth, trembled like a swing, and his legs twitched like springs.
Ten seconds later.
Baker threw the soldering iron aside, and then raised his eyebrows and looked at the remaining eight people: "Hey, three seconds have passed, and you haven't left yet?" ”
said.
Baker didn't wait for the eight to react, and said a word of understanding.
"Bang!"
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
“……”
The sound of eight large watermelons ripe and cracking sounded one by one, and Baker's eyes swept over the corner of the wall and said, "Since you don't leave, then stay." ”
Let them go?
How can it be.
Again, Baker didn't meet it, so he would never take care of it, but if he did, Baker would take care of it.
The reason why people are human is because no matter what, there is a bottom line.
Like Baker.
But these lonely and empty guys who take pleasure in killing people are no longer human, and Baker has no psychological obstacles to killing them.
Even......
Baker heard the voices of several men and women whispering "thank you" in his ear.
Hallucinations?
Maybe.
After Baker finished dealing with this group of beasts, his eyes fell on the body of Condra, who was covered in cold sweat and seemed to have taken a bath, and introduced himself: "My name, Jairo Moulton, I just arrived here this afternoon, and then, there is a male and female killer who wants to kidnap me, the male, called Albon, the female, called Behrami, do you know?" ”
Condra on the ground froze.
……