Chapter Twenty-Three: Black Killing!
"Dad, is the person you're looking for reliable? This time, even the dog was planted in the hands of that kid! After Li Tianhao entered the door, he sat on the sofa in the corner and said worriedly.
Behind him came a middle-aged fat man with a short figure, this fat man was very similar to Li Tianhao, holding two fitness balls in his hands, spinning back and forth. The corners of the fat man's mouth are upturned, giving people a feeling of smiling, but the cold light that shoots out from the corners of his slender eyes from time to time knows that this person is not a good person.
This fat man is Li Tianhao's father, Li Bancheng, the richest man in Linji City. At this moment, he walked up to Li Tianhao, touched his head and said.
"Don't worry, it's the black killer who came this time, although it's only a low-level person, but it's no problem to deal with a little guy who is a fifth-level apprentice."
"Black killing? Dad, but our very famous underground mercenary corps in southern Sichuan Province is killed? When Li Tianhao heard the word black killing, the corners of his eyes jumped, and then he said in ecstasy.
"Well, it's them, but these guys have a great appetite, and I paid a lot of money to invite you!" A hint of pride flashed on Li Bancheng's face, but thinking of the price he had paid, even he, the richest man in Linji, felt a heartache.
"Great! I have long heard of the prestige of black killing's 'killing without a shadow, possessing bones and asking for life', this time by them, that kid will definitely die! Li Tianhao jumped up, as if he had seen Lin Yu die in pain in front of him, and his smile was bloodthirsty and cruel.
"Of course, the lowest strength of the members in the Black Kill is also the Evolver Warrior. And each of them is not only good at camouflage and hiding, even if they are caught, they will commit suicide, and they will not leak any of our information! ”
Li Bancheng's smile was extremely cold, and the black kill was a well-known underground mercenary corps in China. 'If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent' is the motto of every member of the Black Killings, bloodthirsty and cruel - this is their eternal style.
The members of this group are very proficient in disguise, and are usually like ordinary evolutionaries. Hunting animals, collecting medicines, working as ordinary employees in companies, and ordinary promoters in shopping malls, they are always engaged in a variety of occupations. But once the Black Kill Order is called, they will tear off that layer of disguise and become the devil sent by the Grim Reaper.
Even if the black killing operation fails, they will have a hundred ways to let themselves die without revealing any information about their employers, which is the main reason for the prestige of the black killing. Not only ruthless to the enemy, but even more ruthless to yourself.
"Dad, Lin Yu will definitely die this time, so can I take Lin Xiaoxuan captive first?" Li Tianhao can't wait, the more he can't get something, the more he wants to get it, this is his consistent surname since he was a child.
"No! That Director Qian only promised me to lock up that kid for seven days, and the black killer won't come over until half a month later, so you should stay at home honestly during this time! Regarding Li Tianhao's proposal, Li Bancheng refused. He is very tight about his son, and even if there is the slightest threat, he is willing to spend a lot of money to nip it in the bud.
"I wondered, that chick is so attractive? I can make you like this! Li Bancheng saw the unconcealable disappointment on his son's face, and couldn't help but ask with a smile.
Seeing Li Bancheng's smiling appearance, Li Tianhao naturally understood the meaning behind this smile, which was obviously interested in Lin Xiaoxuan. At that moment, he hurriedly said:
"Dad, you know my surname, what I really like is not allowed to be touched by others, of course, if I have enough fun in the future, I can let it be given to you!"
"Hey, you stinky boy! Okay, I won't fight Lin Xiaoxuan's idea, but the chick you brought back today doesn't seem to be bad! Li Bancheng knew his son better than anyone else, and he didn't care about his attitude, but said with a smile.
"Go ahead! Go ahead! That chick is yours, her blowjob skills are good, and the chrysanthemums are still very pink! When Li Tianhao saw Li Bancheng's appearance, his face suddenly showed a silver evil color.
"Well, then I'll go, I haven't met such a superb product for a long time, I should enjoy it!" Saying this, Li Bancheng grabbed his lower body without any image, and then subconsciously glanced at the room and walked out.
Closing the door, Li Bancheng coughed lightly in the corridor, and then saw a figure walk out from the corner.
"Master Li!"
This is a middle-aged man, with a shiny bald head, eyes like eagles, and very sharp.
"Lao An, protect the young master!" Li Bancheng explained to the middle-aged man, then turned around and went downstairs.
"Master Li is really a baby to the young master!" After the middle-aged man saw Li Bancheng go downstairs, he muttered to himself. He has followed Li Bancheng for many years, but he knows that Li Bancheng loves two things the most, money and his son.
"However, the young master is really not angry!" The bald Lao An shook his head, stepped aside, and quietly guarded it.
At this time, Lin Yu, who was hidden in the corner of the room, had already had a monstrous murderous intent in his heart, and Li Tianhao didn't care about dealing with himself, but he always had the idea of beating his sister again, which he couldn't bear no matter what.
Li Bancheng is a famous evolutionary warrior, he is here, Lin Yu does not dare to make a move. At this moment, Li Bancheng has left, where can he bear it!
The roots danced quietly, and Lin Yu slowly approached the prey like a beast about to prey.
"Tsk, this little bitch is blessed tonight, I'm done, my dad is on again. Hey, hey, it's okay! Li Tianhao seemed to remember the beautiful picture just now, touched his lower body, took off the clothes on his upper body, and laughed loosely in the mirror.
Suddenly, a white root appeared in the mirror dancing back and forth behind his head, Li Tianhao was stunned, and his laughter stopped abruptly.
"What is this?"
Li Tianhao is not stupid, and he knows that it is not good when he reacts. As soon as the stubby calf swings, he will run to the door of the room, and his mouth will cry out.
"Uh......"
The white roots were like pythons, and they sprang out in an instant, entangled Li Tianhao's neck. His mouth grown, but not a single sound came out.
Lin Yun lifted Li Tianhao in the air and put it back in front of the mirror.
Li Tianhao in the mirror was like a fat ball of meat, and his oversized belly drooped down. His face was filled with panic and fear.
"What the hell is this!" Li Tianhao couldn't make a sound, he could only howl in his heart.
The tendrils as thick as a baby's arm swayed in front of him, and the dense side tendrils on them were sometimes loose and sometimes sharp like needles. Like a centipede swinging its body viciously, it makes people shudder when they look at it.
The terrifying root was first lightly touched on Li Tianhao's forehead, like a lover's kiss, but in Li Tianhao's eyes, it was a complete kiss of death.
The roots slowly move down from the forehead, the bridge of the nose, the chin, and the chest......
Every inch of skin was slashed, a bright red blood mark appeared, and Li Tianhao wanted to pass out in pain.
"It hurts!"
I had never felt such heart-rending pain, and the fat on Li Tianhao's whole body kept trembling, like epilepsy. Cold sweat was dripping down like rain, and his face was hideous and terrifying, making people's hairs stand on end.
The bewitching and bright red blood stains went from Li Tianhao's forehead to his chest, like a blood-red viper. The roots stop at the place of their chest, and little by little they burrow inward.
"Kill me! Kill me!! Li Tianhao's whole body was twisted in pain, and the blood marks bulged high at this moment. In particular, the blood stains on the head sprayed down under the squeezing of the root of the neck.
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