They looked at Gong Yu in fear, and then at the male reproductive organs lying quietly on the ground, and their hearts were cold.

At this time, Gong Yu was still lying on the ground weakly, his eyes were as black as a black hole, and he was clutching a blood-stained dagger in his hand, like a silent threat.

It's as if to say: Whoever dares to step forward, I will let him cut off his children and grandchildren.

After Zhang Hao wailed a few times, he passed out in pain.

But even though he was unconscious, his body was still trembling because of the pain, and blood was constantly flowing out of the wound, and if the bleeding was not stopped in time, he would definitely die of excessive blood loss.

At this moment, low footsteps suddenly sounded in the silent factory.

Someone's coming?

Everyone looked in the direction of the footsteps in a panic.

In the darkness of the night, a tall figure slowly walked in.

His steps were steady and powerful, not hurried or slow, but every stroke struck the hearts of everyone, like a war drum, shocking people's hearts.

At the moment when the footsteps sounded, Gong Yu's cold eyes were covered with a layer of warmth, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a light smile, and the dagger tightly held in his hand subconsciously loosened and slipped to the side.

It's finally time to relax.

"Who is it?"

Zhao Rui suppressed the fear in her heart and had the courage to ask.

The black shadow didn't answer, still following the rhythm of the corners of his mouth.

"Stop, don't come forward again."

Zhao Rui ordered loudly, signaling the rest of the people to block the front with weapons.

"One step further, we're not going to be polite to you." Someone made a loud threat.

But the shadow remained unmoved.

As the black shadow stepped forward, the pressure on everyone became more and more intense.

Even on a cool night, I was still nervous and sweating.

Suddenly, the black shadow's arm lifted slightly, as if he had taken something out of his waist, and extended forward to point at them.

The shadow of death loomed over them, and they were so frightened that they didn't even dare to move.

"Bang!" A muffled sound rang out in the abandoned factory.

Immediately afterwards, one of the thugs standing in the middle didn't even have time to scream, and collapsed to the ground, without breath.

The crowd looked down in fright.

There was a terrifying blood hole in the chest of the corpse, and the clothes and flesh around it were blasted open, which was particularly cautious.

"Bang!"

Before they could react, another muffled sound was heard, followed by another companion falling, dead in the same way.

"Is it a gunshot wound?" Someone asked confusedly.

"Bang!"

Everyone was so frightened that they couldn't open their mouths, and only the sound of gunfire answered his questions.

The black shadow slowly walked out of the night, and came to a place where the firelight could shine, revealing a tall and handsome man.

He had a silencer gun in his hand, the muzzle of which was pointed at them.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Rui looked at the handsome man, his breath couldn't help but stagnate, his heartbeat accelerated violently, and his voice trembled with fear.

Mu Nian didn't even look at Zhao Rui, and shot again ruthlessly.

With every step he took, he fired a shot.

With every shot, a person falls, saying goodbye to the world forever.

Until the bullets were empty, there was still an enemy standing in fear, his legs trembling, and he didn't even have the courage to escape, so he could only watch death coming.

At this time, Mu Nian had already come to this person's side, put away the gun, raised his hand, ruthlessly grabbed his neck, twisted it slightly, and with a "click", his neck broke in response.

He withdrew his hand, and the body collapsed to the ground.