The Red Dragon has just won big. He's been getting bored with so much money lately that he's sipping a cigar and even saying with a pretended, unpleasant feeling, "Look, I've won again." You can't lose if you want to. ”

Then the phone was connected, Zheng Mengru's voice on the phone was very urgent, and she said succinctly, "The person downstairs is dead, and that person is coming up." ”

When she said this, there was no need to talk nonsense, and the red dragon knew it. Because he saw it too.

When Fu Hao came up, he didn't hide it at all. He came in directly, straightly.

At the end of this game. Almost everyone at the upstairs table is either changing their cigarettes or shaking their heads in jokes.

When this person came up, it was still very eye-catching.

So these people almost all saw Fu Hao together.

Fu Hao was wearing a black death overlord suit at this time, and he was wearing the same broken mask on his head as he had been a long time ago.

Of course, he bought it later. Although in the earliest days, buying this thing was handy. But the back feels pretty good. He didn't change his style again.

When the red dragon saw him, the expression on his face froze suddenly. Of course he knew he had killed one of those people before. But the problem is that the person should have been killed by a rocket.

What is this person?

Of course, the most serious problem in front of him is that he knows how difficult it will be if this person is really not "dead". Because that day, he dealt with.

"You're not dead!" He asked.

These words made Zheng Mengru on the other end of the phone suddenly feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar. If this person is not dead, it means that she has always thought that she can solve the problem easily, and the enemy she faces is more troublesome than she thought.

Zheng Mengru's layout in this place is based on her estimate of the incoming enemy. If this super killer of the Qiao family was still alive, then she would naturally not be so relaxed to put Qiao Tingyue here.

Fu Hao's voice no longer needs to be falsetled by himself at this time. Rather, it was Mike Feng on the collar who changed his voice through the red queen, and he said, "Tell you I'm dead? ”

These words undoubtedly told the whole world the true identity of this person.

The rest of the world on the screen got the news --

At this time, the whole world, the people sitting in front of the screen. The absolute bosses and powerful high-level leaders in those gangs have been added.

Because the people and things that will be seen on this day have seriously exceeded the estimates of many people. All the bigwigs were personally in front of the monitor. They need to assess the severity of the problem they are experiencing.

Someone whispered in the darkness, "This is the man who killed Augustine and Andrius." ”

"He's the killer. And the red dragon didn't kill him at all. ”

"He has been using cold weapons, not guns, and it seems that the defect may be firearms."

Except for these big guys, all the people in front of the screen are quiet like in a cemetery.

Of course, at this time, there is still hope in Zheng Mengru's heart, that is, the people in the Iron Mansion can still solve the problem.

After all, the red dragon is still a single-digit killer. After all, it is still the sixth in the world. His means are powerful. He also had a chance to kill the weirdo on the other side.

Of course, this was just what she had in mind.

In fact, these thoughts are just a moment. Because in the next moment, those thoughts have vanished.

The Red Dragon wanted to get his own rocket launcher. He knew that he couldn't deal with Fu Hao with ordinary guns. Since the last time he managed to "kill" the broken face, he had preferred this weapon. So wherever he went, he took it with him.

The thing was on the ground next to him.

It's very close.

But he actually just had a thought in his head, and his body hadn't had time to get up yet.

Fu Hao threw the spear over with a smack of his right hand.

A person's death is sometimes like a flying bug. The last moment was still shining, and the next moment it was already gone.

That's what Red Dragons are all about.

He was about to get up when he was shot in the chest, nailing him to his seat.

The gangsters all over the world sitting in front of the screen almost all have a feeling of cold shivering all over their bodies.

This man killed the world's sixth-ranked killer, it was child's play.

And Zheng Mengru on the other side of the screen is the same. She slumped into her chair almost all at once. Her face was still covered with a mask. But there was a feeling that the thing couldn't be overwhelmed.

"Open...... Shoot! She screamed in front of the screen, her voice hoarse. Actually, you don't need her to call it. The men sitting on either side of the table opened fire in unison.

In addition to being good at gambling, these people are all veterans of the battlefield, and none of them are weak. Otherwise, you won't be able to get on the Red Dragon's table.

But none of these people's bullets could hit Fu Hao. Fu Hao passed through the rain of bullets like a ghost, he pulled out the spear on the red dragon's chest with one hand, and then the spear shook in his hand. The silver spear head is dazzling.

The three people at the table fell to the ground as if the lights had been turned off.

Then there are the three behind the table.

These people shot and died, silently.

The rest of the people got cooler and cooler the more they fought. These people are veterans, and it is impossible for them not to judge the problem. This enemy tonight. They can't fix it.

Killers work for money, but if they can't succeed, no one will stay and wait for death.

When these people saw the opportunity, they immediately began to flee.

But there are only a lot of places these people can run. The only thing they did was jump out of the window and go upstairs.

Upstairs, Fu Hao doesn't care, but if he wants to jump out of the window, he definitely can't. On this day, everyone here must die.

The spear in Fu Hao's hand flew over at this time, inserting it into the back of a man who was about to open the window, nailing him to death while blocking the only window.

All the rest of the house turned their heads at once.

Fu Hao loaded the MP5 he had been holding in his hand at this time.

After this gun was held in his hand, he never used it once. He wasn't going to use it originally, and God knows he just wanted to get a gun and remodel.

But what this loaded sound means, everyone knows.

There was a split second in the room, and then everyone else exploded together, and no one wanted to die.

There are about seven or eight killers left. They can stay on the second floor, and they are all good in this business.

But even then, everyone sitting in front of the screen knows the fact that these people are dead.

The difference is only a matter of time. Of course, these people think that they can hold out for a while.

But eight people died in just three or four seconds.

Fu Hao looked like he just swept a shuttle into the room.

The men fell to the ground as if they had been precisely named.

This is the first time he has used a gun this night, and this style of play is basically so that those who think that his hot weapons may not be strong understand that this guy's strength is probably outrageous.

"This guy, is there no flaw at all?"

The gangsters sitting in front of the screen don't know anything about the killer industry.

One of the veterans was whispering in his mouth, "This person can definitely enter the top three in the world." ”

In another gang headquarters, the person in charge in front of the screen whispered, "I'm afraid his strength is even the world's No. 1 Hank. Stuart Layden couldn't do it either. (To be continued.) )