Miao Xiaotian held the knife in his hand and walked to the stage step by step.

When he reached the steps, the people below saw him holding a knife in his hand. Suddenly, his face changed wildly, and he screamed in surprise:

"There are knives! He's got a knife in his hand! ”

"Protect Mr. Big!"

The middle-aged man on the stage also sensed danger approaching him, but he didn't panic at all. Taking a few steps back, seven or eight bodyguards shot up from under the stage in an instant, blocking him.

Not only that, but other people in the venue were also shouting under the stage, and they had already surrounded the stage, and even Miao Xiaotian could not escape.

Faced with such a situation, Miao Xiaotian did not panic at all, playing with a knife in his hand, and looked at them with a smile.

At this moment, Miao Xiaotian was already surrounded on all sides, and those people were not in a hurry to make a move. In their opinion, no matter who the person with the knife was, no matter what he wanted to do, he would not be able to succeed today.

"Little brother, you are not small, you dare to come here to commit murder."

"I don't know which way it is, report your name, and I'll leave you a whole corpse."

The middle-aged man stood calmly among the bodyguards and looked at Miao Xiaotian with a sneer.

"The right way!"

Miao Xiaotian grinned.

Seeing that Miao Xiaotian was calmer than him, the middle-aged man was stunned, and then laughed and said:

"The right way? Interesting, it seems that you are here to take revenge, right? Or for yourself? ”

Miao Xiaotian replied:

"For those whom you have been victimized."

As soon as these words came out, the audience burst into laughter, and the middle-aged man looked at Miao Xiaotian with interest and said:

"Little brother, have you watched too many TV series and want to be a hero?"

"There is a price to be paid for being a hero, how many of us can you kill, one? Or two? ”

"You try it now, see if they die or you die."

Miao Xiaotian smiled faintly and nodded:

"Okay!"

With that, the dagger in his hand suddenly turned into a white bolt, and lightning shot out to the side.

The knife was so fast that no one reacted.

When someone reacted, Miao Xiaotian had already rushed to the man, pulled out a dagger, and stabbed him violently, stabbing one person again.

When they reacted again, Miao Xiaotian had already stabbed down four or five bodyguards.

He paused, counted the corpses on the ground, and smiled coldly:

"Five."

The middle-aged man was so frightened at this time that his face was as pale as earth, and he didn't have the composure just now, and rolled off the stage with a rolling belt.

"Kill! Kill him! He rushed into the crowd and screamed in horror.

At this time, the people in charge of various regions were also frightened by Miao Xiaotian's body, and no one dared to move forward.

Miao Xiaotian killed the last two bodyguards, like a killing machine, and rushed into the crowd, starting a new round of slaughter.

He moves quickly, cleanly, and every move and knife is aimed at the opponent's vital point. A knife goes down, either through the heart or through the neck. This is the killing skill he honed on the battlefield back then.

In those years, it was a contest of life and death on the battlefield, and if you didn't see a killing move, the next second might be the enemy's killing move coming towards you.

The whole venue was full of screams, and there was not a single scream. Because of a single death, no one has a chance to scream.

That Brother Hui was so frightened that he hid in the corner and looked at Miao Xiaotian with a frightened expression. He recognized Miao Xiaotian as the greeting at the door, but he didn't expect this person to be a murderer.

At this time, Miao Xiaotian reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man, pressed him to the ground and knelt down, and asked:

"You count, how many people have I killed?"

The middle-aged man completely lost the posture of a big guy at this time, trembling like chaff, and his crotch was wet.

"Brother and brother, do you want money, how much money do you want, you tell me, I don't lack money if I lack anything!"

"I have a lot of money, don't kill anymore, especially don't kill me!"

He hurriedly begged for mercy.

When Miao Xiaotian heard this, he chuckled, and without saying a word, he raised his hand and put the knife on his neck.

A blood line instantly appeared on the middle-aged man's neck, and Miao Xiaotian did not end him with a knife, making him struggle in pain for a long time before he died.

The middle-aged man was lying on the ground clutching his neck, convulsions, and a large amount of blood flowed out of his fingers.

Miao Xiaotian didn't continue to kill, he walked directly to the corner, grabbed Brother Hui with one hand, and dragged him to the gate.

"Don't! Don't kill me! ”

"Please don't kill me!"

Brother Hui was frightened and desperately begged for mercy.

Miao Xiaotian ignored him, stopped at the gate, turned his head to look at the remaining people in the venue, and reached out and took out a few grenades-like things from the small bag on his waist.

He pulled the lead and threw it straight inside, and suddenly there were several loud 'booms'. White smoke filled the entire banquet hall, and it was a long time coming.

This is a poisonous gas jointly developed by Zhong Mei and Elder Silver Hook, and the structural molecules of the poisonous gas can only survive in the air for ten minutes. But these ten minutes are enough to poison thousands of people, and all the corpses will be melted within ten minutes, and there will be no scum left.

Miao Xiaotian picked up Brother Hui, opened the door and left here, and then closed the door.

……

On the roof of a building.

Brother Hui was forced to the edge of the rooftop, and if he took a step or two back, he would be crushed.

With a 'plop', he knelt down for Miao Xiaotian and Zhong Mei, crying like a poor and helpless child.

"As long as you let me go, how much money it costs, you can do whatever you want me to do!" He said with tears in his eyes.

When Miao Xiaotian heard this, he handed her a photo of Sun Xiaoxiao and asked:

"Remember her?"

When Brother Hui saw Sun Xiaoxiao in the photo, his face suddenly changed:

"You ...... You're here to avenge her? ”

"But, but I didn't kill her, she jumped off the building and died, what does it have to do with me?"

When Zhong Mei heard this, he couldn't help but come up and slap him twice, and scolded:

"Shameless! You forced people to death, and you still have the face to say cool things? ”

Brother Hui wanted to cry without tears, and said:

"They borrowed the money themselves, and we didn't force them to borrow it."

"If we don't have us, who will solve their immediate needs. If we borrow money and don't pay it back, we are not doing charity, of course we have to force them to pay back. That Sun Xiaoxiao has poor psychological endurance, what can we do if we want to jump off the building. ”

Miao Xiaotian looked at him coldly and said:

"It's pretty good to say, don't think we haven't found anything. 10,000 to repay more than 700,000, you set this rule? Or is it dictated by law? Everything has to be done according to the rules, and it's not that the little girl doesn't pay you back, just because of your kind of force, everyone can be forced to death by you. ”

"That's the daughter who has been raised by the family for 18 years, and if she says no, it's gone. How many people like Sun Xiaoxiao have been killed by these illegal things you have done? For the sake of money, you have no bottom line in doing things, you think that violence can force them to comply, and now I will use violence to punish you. ”

"If it weren't for you people, Pangu wouldn't have thought about eliminating human beings, so why can't you have a little bottom line of being human?"

Brother Hui couldn't understand, and cried and said:

"Big brother, what are you talking about, what Pangu."

"I won't do this anymore, I'll reform now, I'll pay all the money to Sun Xiaoxiao's parents, you let me go!"

Miao Xiaotian looked at him and said coldly:

"Kill to pay for your life, and pay off your debts."

"The money Sun Xiaoxiao owes you has already been paid off, and you should pay her life too."

Saying that, Miao Xiaotian said to Zhong Mei:

"Xiaomei, record it and show it to Sun Shangfeng later."

Zhong Mei did so and came out to shoot with his mobile phone.

Brother Hui suddenly screamed, shouting for help. But in such a high place, who will save him?

Miao Xiaotian stopped talking nonsense with him, and kicked him off the rooftop with one kick.

"Ahh

There was a scream, from the thirties to the first floor, and finally with a muffled snort, Brother Hui fell into pieces.

Two security guards at the door were standing guard at the door and witnessed the fall.

"Yes...... It's Brother Hui! ”

The two security guards were so frightened that they crawled and screamed and fled back to the building.

That's right, this building is the building where Brother Hui's company is located, and the two security guards are also Brother Hui's people.

On the rooftop, Miao Xiaotian and Zhong Mei put on their hats and masks again, went downstairs and took the elevator directly to the first floor, and then blended in with the crowd of onlookers and left the building.

……

Nan'an City, in a luxury villa with its own swimming pool.

Wan Haimin, the owner of the villa, invited a master to tell fortunes and read feng shui for his family, and his business has not been very good recently, so it can be said that it has plummeted. Wan Haimin believed in the theory of ghosts and gods, so he invited a famous master Wen Bodhisattva from Qinglian Temple in Yuzhou City.

Wen Bodhisattva and their family of three sat by the pool, pinched their fingers and counted, and said with a smile:

"Boss Wan, everything has been going wrong for you recently, I pinched my fingers just now, and I have already found out the reason."

When Wan Haimin heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked respectfully:

"Master Wen, tell us quickly, what went wrong, and is there any way to crack it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his son Wan Qing sneered:

"The god stick is the god stick, and you pinch your fingers, you are a god when you are a god!"

Wan Qing scoffed at this set, and mocked in front of Wen Bodhisattva.

"Shut up!" Seeing this, Wan Haimin scolded angrily and scolded: "Master Wen is a famous master in Yuzhou City, and he was the abbot of Qinglian Temple, you hairy boy knows a fart!" ”

Wan Haimin's wife also reproached:

"Don't talk nonsense, Master Wen is a person with real skills, how can you say that the master is also an elder, why are you so impolite."

Wan Qing 'cut' and lay on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, looking bohemian.

"Master Wen, the child is not sensible, don't be like him." Wan Haimin hurriedly apologized to Wen Bodhisattva.

Wen Bodhisattva waved his hand, but he was not angry, and said with a smile:

"It's okay, the problem I'm going to talk about is your son."

As soon as these words came out, the family of three looked at each other, and Wan Qing frowned and said:

"What do you mean, old man, what is in me! If you cheat money, you cheat money, don't lie here to confuse the public! ”

Seeing that he was so presumptuous, Wan Haimin scolded him angrily again, and then asked anxiously:

"Master Wen, what's wrong with my son?"

Wen Bodhisattva stroked his beard and said slowly:

"Your son, Wan Qing, harmed a brother and sister a year ago. He insulted the girl, fearing that she would call the police and strangle them to death. The elder brother came to take revenge, and your family sent someone to teach them a lesson, right? ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the family of three changed.

Wan Qing slapped the table and stood up, pointed at Wen Bodhisattva and scolded:

"Old thing, you're looking for something! Lao Tzu is mentally ill, I did something sick, I don't know what the hell I did. If you talk nonsense again, I'll kill you now, anyway, Lao Tzu is mentally ill, and you don't have to go to jail if you kill you! ”

Wan Haimin also frowned at this time, feeling that Wen Bodhisattva seemed to be looking for trouble, and he asked:

"Master, this incident is just an accident, what does it have to do with me that everything is not going well?"

Wen Bodhisattva smiled and said calmly:

"Of course it matters, your family has done so many bad things, this is retribution."

"If you want to crack it, you must accumulate virtue and do good, and there are ......"

He looked at Wan Qing and said word by word:

"Also, murder pays for life!"