Chapter 230 Chapter 230: The Bloody Slum

"Chase!" The voice of Calais's order, like the judgment of Hades, unabashedly revealed infinite murderous intent.

After receiving Calais's order, three of the Flying Arrow Team shot in three different directions like arrows from a string!

In just a few seconds, the three of them were controlled by the Flying Arrow team members one after another, and let out a loud cry for mercy.

"Don't! Don't kill me! You have to know everything, I'll say it! A terrible voice sounded, and when the other party showed terrifying strength, the three of them could closely feel the coldness of the Death Scythe against their faces.

The Arrows captured the three of them in front of Calais, leaving no room for resistance.

And all the eyes staring at them in the dark couldn't help but leave a cold sweat at this moment, their legs were weak, and their teeth chattered.

What a heart-wrenching power this is?

"Have you seen this person?" A microcomputer on Calais's wrist projected a stereoscopic projection of Bertha and showed it to the trio.

"Nope! I really haven't seen it! However, apart from the horror, their faces were blank, apparently unaware of this, and they could only keep begging for mercy.

However, Calais was keenly aware that one of them was shabbyly concealing his expression, trying to imitate the appearance of the other two.

"Come here." Calais waved his hand, motioning for the Arrows to let the other two go. They were given a new lease of life, thanked Calais one after another, and then left in disarray.

And the other person was left with a dead face.

"Say, I don't want to kill you." Calais's flat voice made the man's scalp tingle, and his body had softened.

"I really don't know..."He was still making his last struggle, and he was still stubborn when he died in the lead, obviously already prepared in his heart.

Hearing the other party's answer, Calais already knew the man's choice.

"Do you think it's easier to die, or are it easier to want to die but can't?" Calais reached out and grabbed the man's neck, lifting him up like a chicken, lifting his feet off the ground.

There was a hint of harshness in Calais's voice, as if it could cut the nerves in the man's mind and put the other party to death.

It's uncomfortable! At this moment, the man's feet kept kicking wildly, his mind was buzzing, and Calais's voice echoed repeatedly, making him about to go insane.

But Calais naturally won't let the man die so easily, his purpose is to make the man open his mouth to spit out Bertha's whereabouts.

Just as he was on the verge of collapse, Calais's hand flashed with thunder, piercing into the man's body, stimulating his nerves and causing him to die.

"Say it, say it and I'll give you a good time." Calais used Lei Neng's torture to execute Cherry, and he never missed, no one could endure such severe pain, Calais would not take the other party's life, but broke his limbs, so that he could not survive and die.

At this moment, Calais really looks like a demon from hell, and unscrupulous means are her credo.

However, a group of uninvited guests has arrived.

In the dim alley, more than 20 figures rushed out quickly, without superfluous nonsense, and rushed directly towards Calais and the others!

"Up, cut them down for me!" A young man with gray hair shouted loudly, looking like the leader of the group.

The leader rushed to the front, this was the first task given to him by the Dead Tiger, and he promised many rewards, and today he will take the lead, so that the Dead Tiger Boss can see his heroic and fearless appearance.

It's a pity that he is not a brave man, but he meets a demon king of the world.

The members of the Flying Arrow Team were puzzled and saddened by their actions, where did they get the courage to dare to charge at a terrible demon king?

Perhaps this is the fearlessness of the ignorant.

"Kill them." Calais's order was conveyed and they could only act and send these poor ignorant people on their way.

The sudden interlude does not hinder Calais's interrogation of the man, leaving the other party on the verge of life rather than death, showing the ruthlessness of the means.

"Let it go...... Leave me alone...... I said...... "Perhaps using all the strength of his body, the man conveyed his last plea."

Another piercing thunderbolt stabbed the man awake.

When the man opened his eyes, what he saw was a hellish scene.

More than 20 strong men armed with machetes were slaughtered by six men dressed in trench coats, and now their corpses were strewn all over the field, and blood was flowing all over the streets.

Six men in trench coats, like executioners from hell, wielding silver daggers, wielded in the darkness, and under the flickering lights of the roadside, the cold light flipped and occasionally reflected on the men's faces. They slaughtered these people silently, without the slightest hindrance, as if they were harvesting weeds, and the picture was bloody and beautiful.

"Who the hell am I messing with?" The man pulled his gaze back to the front of him, looking at the expressionless black-haired man in front of him, his heart was already full of despair.

"Let's go." A telescope fell to the ground, and the dead tiger at this moment, his hands trembling and he couldn't hold anything steadily.

Alert, he watched all this from the top of the building in the distance, but saw a terrifying scene.

These trench coat men are like messengers from hell, and they can kill these people so easily.

This is not just an iron plate, this is simply a ordinary person kicked on the mecha!

"Nelson, you can't die!" Cursing Nelson's whole family, he ran backwards without looking back.

Now, he has only one thought, which is to get out of here, the farther away the better!

Thousands of kilometers away, the dead tiger could already feel the cold and terrifying killing chicken of the other party, and it was already looking towards him.

The other party's killing intent has locked him in the air!

The exploding hairs stood on the body of the dead tiger like steel needles, and he increased his speed to the fastest speed, running out completely desperate.

But how did he escape from the palm of the alien powerhouse?

Peel's broad body quietly appeared, obscuring the moonlight on the dead tiger's head, and the haze was already shrouded here.

"Die!" The dead tiger roared suddenly, and with all his life's strength, he punched the dead tiger in the back.

He knew that once he was entangled by the other party here, what awaited him would be death.

The end of life!

He has been in the slums for so long, he has been a little brother and killed people, and he has come all the way to this day with his ruthlessness, of course he doesn't want to end like this.

He has an ambitious heart!

But not all people with the dream of hegemony can eventually become emperors, and in the face of power, everything will come to an end.

Peel took the punch simply and roughly, shattering the dead tiger's arm and causing him to roll on the floor, wailing in pain.

The strength is really different!

Peel will not say a few words like Calais occasionally, he will only use the simplest way to complete the task perfectly, directly grab the dead tiger who has lost the ability to resist, and return to Calais's side.

(End of chapter)