On Tuesday, the dead fat man checked into the hotel with a large group of men, some were stationed downstairs, some were on guard in the monitoring room, and some were guarding his side, and by the way, they brought the powder.

His sweetheart is wearing a sexy outfit and looking at him with a misty look in her eyes.

The dead fat man's saliva was about to flow: "Half an hour, no, an hour." ”

This is not only for his subordinates, but also for himself, such a sexy sweetheart baby, it is worth his hour.

At the same time, Yuan Pengfei, dressed in disguise, had already arrived downstairs, with the tiger's canvas wrapped around his left arm and a silenced pistol in his right hand, and he had already figured out what he should do.

"Hey, buddy, do you recognize this?" The muzzle of the gun was pressed to the face of the man on the first floor, and he asked playfully.

The man turned his head stiffly, not knowing what trick he was doing, but he also answered honestly: "Silenced pistol?" ”

"No, it's a tiger." Yuan Pengfei shrugged his shoulders and generously showed him the tiger wrapped around his left arm: "Have you ever heard that the harsh government is fiercer than the tiger?" ”

"Maybe someone said it?" The man replied, but he was even more confused, what the hell is going to be done?

A huge furry claw suddenly stretched out from the scroll, and instantly slashed in front of his chest, and the man's eyes were wide and round, and he couldn't bat at him.

"That's what Sage Kong said, you said it wrong, so you have to die!"

Yuan Pengfei twisted his body and wanted to dance a song, this kind of sentence gave him a taste of becoming a grim reaper.

The method of killing seems to be somewhat similar to that of a certain homicidal maniac - Jack the Ripper.

The disemboweling claw, this nickname is absolutely exciting, and can make the enemy terrified and terrified.

Raising the canvas on his left arm, he slashed down the stairwell.

The 6th in the monitoring room.

The 7th in the stairwell.

The 8th outside the door of the room.

At this time, the people in the house also noticed that something was wrong, and there was a smell of blood.

Tom, the second-in-command in the house, picked up the walkie-talkie and asked his subordinates in the monitoring room, but no one answered.

One of his men was about to open the door and go out to take a look, when he saw blood seeping through the crack in the door.

"There are enemies!"

Several people with guns pointed at the door, and the bullets flew and smashed the door into a sieve.

"Ceasefire." Tom waved his hand and glanced at one of his men.

The subordinates were reluctant, but they could only cheer themselves up, cautiously walked to the door, and opened the door.

And the corpse that was beaten into a sieve behind the door collided directly with him, and the blood directly stained him into a bloody man.

The dead fat man in the room was already alarmed, he got up from the bed, and called the man on the first floor, "Hey, hey, hey." ”

Calls went unanswered.

He didn't care about packing up the money in the safe, so he took out an Uzi submachine gun from the gun cabinet and led his men to find a way out, even when his sweetheart called him, he didn't answer

Passing by the TV monitoring the stairwell, he glanced at it and almost scared him to death, "Jack the Ripper?" ”

Tom also leaned over curiously when he heard this, and he also had the same thought in his heart, it was too bloody, too violent, how could it be more violent than them!

It's just brutal.

The group ran down in a panic, Yuan Pengfei walked briskly behind, accompanied by a scream, and the 9th was solved.

"He's in the back!"

"You lead someone to block him."

The dead fat man pushed Tom, threw all three of his men down, and ran down by himself.

It's just that it's still a futile struggle, and with a burst of gunfire and a scream, the tiger unblocking line in the canvas has been reached.

The new feature confirms an idiom – to be a tiger. A person who is bitten to death by a tiger, and his ghost helps the tiger to hurt people, is called a ghost.

After a puff of black smoke, a pale black figure appeared, it was the village accountant.

This ghost doesn't have many functions, just a ghostly body and a distorted mind. It's okay to deceive people, but it's almost almost impossible to let him do it.

But that's not bad, it's better than nothing. One person and one ghost are better than one person.

Downstairs, the dead fat man was still running frantically, and no one stopped him, and he had already run to the underground garage.

He found his car, opened the back door and sat down, urging the driver quickly: "Hurry up, hurry up!" ”

It's just that the driver didn't do what he said, but turned his head 180 degrees and looked at him with dead eyes.

The dead fat man's cold hair stood up, and he raised the muzzle of the gun and fired a shot, and the sound of gunfire was endless, and a shuttle of bullets was fired in an instant, and the dead driver was whipped into a sieve.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the muzzle of the black hole was already on his temple, and a cold voice sounded in his ears: "If I were you, I wouldn't have to struggle uselessly, after all, you wouldn't want to see your own internal organs, right?" ”

The dead fat man's eyes didn't dare to glance at random, and he said with a look of grievance: "Big brother, don't kill me, I'll give you money, I have $200,000 in the safe, I can also pay $2 million to buy my life, don't kill me." ”

"Yo, I can't see that you're still so valuable!"

Yuan Pengfei patted his face and felt a sense of tastelessness, things went too smoothly, and this dead fat man was too familiar.

Handing him the note and phone, Yuan Pengfei said lightly: "Make this call and listen to what the other party has to say." ”

The dead fat man seemed to grasp the straw that saved his life, and immediately dialed the phone, waiting for the other party's conditions.

"I'm Morizo, and it looks like you're back in town."

The voice on the phone was a little distorted, and the dead fat man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said incoherently: "Yes, it doesn't count, I mean I'm only going to stay for one day." ”

"yes, then I'm sure it's your last day, and we'll never have to see your dead pig face again."

The voice on the phone was very arrogant, if he had done it in the past, the dead fat man would have replied unceremoniously, even more arrogant than the other party.

But at this moment, he could only obey the answer from the other side, trembling and saying "yes", in order to beg for a chance to live.

Yuan Pengfei took the phone, listened to the employer's instructions, and asked lightly: "Do you understand?" ”

"Yes."

"Repeat my words."

"Do you understand?"

"Uh-huh."

Yuan Pengfei snorted lightly and stared at him dissatisfied, this dead fat man looks like a pig, and his brain is also a pig's brain?

The dead fat man reacted instantly, "I understand, I understand." ”

"Very well, there is a price to pay for saying the wrong thing, and I took those dollars with me." Yuan Pengfei gave the final verdict, put away the gun and walked out.

After about ten seconds, the dead fat man breathed a sigh of relief and rejoiced that he had saved his life.

But suddenly a voice sounded not far behind him, almost scaring his heart: "Don't you say goodbye to me?" ”