Chapter 18 Eating Skins and Eating Meat
"It's like killing someone," Tu Bone's eyes cracked, and his eyes were filled with sorrow and hatred, "It's much easier than hunting those animals in the Banna Rainforest!" He raised his eyes to look at the three drunks on the other side, forcibly suppressed the idea of eating the skin of these people, and pretended to stretch out his index finger to them lightly and hooked it.
The three drunks are you look at me, I look at your big eyes and staring at you, when the task was assigned before, the second master, Chen Daguo, slapped his chest so loudly that he swore to ensure that the young herdsmen detained in the No. 3 detention room had been firmly handcuffed and allowed to be slaughtered by them, and the four of them only needed to catch the young herdsman and beat him to death after they entered. They don't have any back-up plans.
It's just that the mustachioed drunk is being kicked to death by the young herdsman in front of them, and they finally understand one thing: that is, tonight either they can get out alive, or the young herdsman can get out alive, and there is no other choice.
"Come, follow me!"
The bearded drunkard was a practitioner with a bit of martial arts in his hands, and as he spoke, he trotted two steps forward and kicked his right leg towards his bone-spitting left temple.
Tu Gu smiled coldly, jumped up on the spot, stretched out his left arm, so that his head and left shoulder were as high as the whip leg of his beard, but deliberately let his left rib show a flaw.
"Poof!"
The left rib of the spitting bone was firmly struck by the whip leg, but the condition of the beard seemed to be even worse, and by the time they both landed, his right leg had been firmly clamped by the spitting left arm, and he could not move.
"It's broken!" Luo Hu secretly said in his heart, he desperately tried to break free from the clamp of Tu Guhun's left arm and retract his right leg, but Tu Guhun's movements seemed to be faster, and his right fist slammed into a big circle and slammed down on the knee joint of Luo Hu's right leg.
"Click!" I saw that the knee joint of the right leg of the beard was concave in an arc in the opposite direction, and the knee cartilage and cruciate ligament had been shattered.
"Ahββ!h The beard screamed in pain, his left leg supporting his body alone, and his hands holding his right knee, his face was colorless, and the door was open.
Tu Guhun left arm released the right leg of the beard, took a small step forward, the right hand buckled the thumb on the index nail, the second bone joint of the index finger protruded forward, the thumb and index finger buckled into a phoenix eye, and then poked at the Adam's apple on the neck of the beard.
"Click!" The Adam's apple of the beard's neck suddenly collapsed.
"Goo!"
I saw that the beard and eyes were protruding, the five orifices were bleeding, his hands were holding his neck, his face was purple, there was only air in his mouth and nose, and he took a few steps back, and fell straight to the ground and died.
"This 'phoenix eye fist' is so powerful?" He muttered to himself like a madman, and glanced down at his right fist, "No wonder Hong Xiguan, the founder of 'Hong Fist', died under this fist." β
"Help, kill someone!" Two people died in less than two minutes, and one of the homeless people, who had been cowering in a corner of the detention cell from the beginning, almost broke down in spirit, and he cried out for help in a heart-rending manner.
Tu Guhun ignored the homeless man's call for help, but glared at the two drunk men and asked coldly, "Who kicked me from behind just now?" β
"It's him!" The two drunks said in unison, pointing their fingers at each other, and then they were embarrassed to find that the other was referring to themselves.
"Hmph," Tu Guhun snorted coldly as he looked at the funny scene, "Very well, that is, you two have a share!" β
"Boy, don't be so mad," the tall drunkard scolded angrily, as if he had put life and death on the line, "don't think we're afraid of you......"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The two drunks only felt that a phantom flashed in front of them, and before the words of the poor tall drunk's mouth were finished, he had been hit in the chest by his bone-pounded right shoulder, as if he had been hit by a heavy truck, and the tall drunk flew backwards and stuck to the back wall, and then slid to the ground, and the back of his head was shattered and drew a shocking blood stain on the back wall, and he died of anger.
"I'll fight with you!" The last drunk's psychological defense line has collapsed, and he waives his fist at Tu Gu Hun regardless of it, which is completely the kind of unruly style of a street scoundrel.
Spit bones and tilt slightly, and the drunkard's smashing fist grazed the tip of his nose.
"Die!!"
I saw the spitting body rise into the air like an eagle falcon, and both fists slammed into the drunkard's temples at the same time, only to see the drunkard's figure suddenly freeze like an electric shock, and then fell to the ground.
"Ahh
Two more people died in an instant, and the homeless man was already gone, and the cries for help were even more penetrating, and it seemed to have had an effectβonly the "crunch" sound, and the iron door at the other end of the corridor opened.
"What are you yelling about?!" Someone on the other side of the hallway shouted, "You're fucking dead daddy?!" β
As the interrogation came, the "poof" of the No. 1 and No. 2 detention cells came to an abrupt end.
"Help! Kill! The homeless man heard the question from the other side of the corridor as if he had a savior, and his voice was raised more than an octave, "Come on! Kill! Help me! β
"What the fuck is noisy!" The voice on the other side of the corridor shouted a curse, and then there was a rush of footsteps from far and near, and there were three officers on duty with bears and tigers, two of whom held a police shield in their left hand, a baton in their right, and a pistol in their hand.
The three officers on duty went to the iron door of the No. 3 detention room and looked inside the observation window, but found that the observation window was covered by clothing, and the situation inside the detention room could not be observed from the door, but the cries for help from inside continued.
"Fuck, who did that? Look for death!! The sturdy police officer at the head scolded loudly, and he immediately untied the key from his belt and opened the lock on the iron door.
In the police station, it is common to block the observation window of the detention room, and there are always some bold people who dare to take risks to do some illegal things even if they enter the detention room of the police station, and the purpose of blocking the observation window is to prevent the police officers on duty from seeing, and in the past, once this kind of thing happened, all the suspects in the detention room would be immediately escorted out of the detention room and reassigned to the cell in addition to a beating by the police officers.
"Bang dang!"
The moment the iron door of the No. 3 detention room was opened, a thick bloody aura rushed towards him, and when he heard a soft "bang", the cry for help was immediately dumb.
"What?!"
The three officers on duty who rushed into the detention room were stunned by the extremely bloody scene in front of them - four big men fell in a pool of blood and were already exhausted, and when they were stunned, the three of them suddenly felt a dark wind blowing in their faces, and then the chubby police officer with a gun in his hand had fallen out of the door on his back in the sky.
"Phew!"
The gun went off, but the bullet went down the chubby officer's back and hit the ceiling in an arc with his right hand as he fell.
"Poof!"
The chubby officer's back hit the ground heavily, and he took advantage of the situation to roll backwards and try to stand up, only to find that an animal leather boot was kicking him in the chin, and he couldn't dodge.
"Boom!"
The chubby police officer was kicked in the jaw, and he fainted with a muffled snort.
"Be careful! Over here! β
The sturdy officer at the head shouted loudly, and he and another officer quickly turned around and saw a young man dressed as a herdsman next to the faint and chubby officer who had fainted and was bending down to pick up the pistol, and after a few strokes in his hand, he dismantled the pistol into parts.
"Don't move!" The sturdy police officer put the police shield in his hand in front of him, held the baton in his right hand and was on high alert, and said sharply: "You dare to attack the police? This is a capital offense! β
Tuguhun didn't pay any attention to the two frightened police officers, but leaned down and reached into the waist of the chubby police officer for a while, then took out a bunch of keys, walked straight to the door of Detention Room No. 2, and began to try to open the door.
Due to the suddenness of the incident, the three police officers did not carry walkie-talkies as required, which caused the remaining two police officers to be unable to call for support for the time being, and could only hope that the police officers outside could hear the gunshots inside.
Tuguhun selected a key with the word "No. 2" clearly taped into the keyhole of the iron door of the No. 2 detention room, and with a twist, the lock was opened.
"Bang dang!"
Tu Guhun pushed open the iron door of the No. 2 detention cell.