The man didn't speak, and his hands didn't change color, but he couldn't help but want to laugh in his heart.

Don't say that this small place is the sum of several major forces in Sijiu City, and their boss also dares to turn his face when he says it.

There are even people who say that their boss can't be provoked, which is ridiculous.

"Let me guess, is it the mayor of He, the deputy county magistrate, or the senior official of Xiayang County?" He tapped his fingertips, his white fingernails trimmed cleanly, and the crescent moon on them was shallow, as cold and cold as a frost moon in winter.

His momentum was different from before, like a changed person, like a darker one hidden in the night, and the evil in hell was more terrifying than the soul seducing.

The clean evil is better than the blood-colored flowers separated by yin and yang, and the fragrant fragrance is swirling, just sitting down, it will attract people's attention and dazzling light.

Hong Dequan was terrified, this person was so terrifying.

He only had one eye left, still dodging left and right, and a layer of sweat was already on his back: "Don't waste your efforts, you can't guess!" You...... If you let me go, I'll ...... I don't care if you dare to offend my account......"

He didn't have the confidence to speak.

If something happens, no one will call the shots for him.

"Then you count the other eye's account as well." The man's eyes were calm and waveless, the cool air was around his body, and his fingers slowly touched an object from his waist.

Black gun, small and delicate.

How could the people of Xiayang Village have such a fierce weapon.

"You...... You, you, you ......" Hong Dequan saw the gun in his hand, felt that his other eye was hurting, and a burst of horror welled up in his heart.

He understood, and his bound hands struggled as if he had seen a ghost, and cried out in fear, "It's you!" ”

The last time he was in town, he gambled in the stronghold and had a conflict with the underground gangsters, and was shot in one eye.

He didn't see anyone, thinking that those black guys did it, and he didn't dare to look for trouble, but he didn't expect it to ...... It's the guy in front of you!

The man raised his chin slightly, leaving a beautiful and cool arc, his fingertips flexibly flipped the gun in his hand, and the bellflower on the mask shone with a golden light, not angry and arrogant, cold and penetrating.

"I ...... I was wrong...... Don't kill me......" Hong Dequan's attitude changed suddenly, and he hurriedly begged for help, "Please, let me go...... I said, I said, ......"

As long as you don't kill him, he'll say anything!

The man didn't reply to him, his fingertips were low, rubbing the handle of the gun, suddenly, suddenly, as if he was dark and ruthless, a little mocking and disdainful, low and cold: "But I, I don't need it anymore." ”

"Bang-"

The silver bullet grazed the flames and flew into Hong Dequan's other intact eye.

"Ahh

Hong Dequan's eyes were exploded, and he twitched and struggled in pain, in great pain: "Ah...... My eyes, my eyes ......"

Surrounded by torture instruments, what awaits him is death after endless torture.

If he has a little more vision and more of the world, he will be able to know that this bellflower is the exclusive property of Shen Sangongzi of Sijiu City, and it is also ......

The exclusive mark of a certain boss of the International Unbounded Military Region.

If the former is little known, then the latter is even more rare.

"Handle it cleanly."

The man wiped his hands and got up, the bellflower on the mask flashed with golden light, and he couldn't see the depth of his eyes after the wind and frost, but the more he grinded, the sharper he became.

Inside the cave, screams and begging for mercy were heard repeatedly, and finally when the first rays of light in the morning reflected on the cave walls, it returned to calm.