Even if Parker was plotted, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, the sick tiger is better than the fat cat, he is Parker after all, the demonized Parker, after all, he is the undoubted number one leader of the Viper Gang!

Although the frustration may be discouraging, but this frustration can only make Parker calmer and more terrifying, he now understands that he has absolutely no hope of survival, but how can he make the other side feel better? There is nothing strange about the ability of a deadly king cobra to bite even an elephant to death!

I'm going to bite you to death!

Su Hao was also very surprised and uneasy when he saw Parker's swift movement speed, which was like a torrential rainstorm, and he could see from the desperate attack and desperate pace that this guy had completely given up life and death, just to bite the other party back...... Such a guy is the most terrifying!

The purple wind blew and blew a bloody rain, and wherever the purple came, blood and death would be derived.

The only remaining sharp claw is as sharp as a blade, hard as steel, and it is not something that these mortal flesh and blood can resist!

"Stop him!" Little Doug shouted, his voice was full of majesty, and he didn't move, he understood, in this case, it was useless to hide, after all, this is your home field, not to mention that the bones of the brother who died for him are not cold, if you hide again, it will also chill the brother's heart, although it is the true character of the hero, but it is also a man. It's better to just stand there and face the dripping blood, even the bleak death.

Su Hao turned his head in surprise and glanced at Little Doug, but immediately turned around and continued to think about countermeasures, at this moment he had no time to admire Little Doug's courage, although Little Doug escaped in the casino before, although he was an ally, but the life and death of the Tomahawk man, what does it have to do with him?

So only by observing and thinking can we come up with a way to deal with him.

But there was always someone who wanted to stop him and delay for a while.

As the strongest Tomahawk, he finally stood up.

Jack stepped forward, and his shotgun fired again.

The projectiles whistled and sprayed like a pile of stones, but they condensed the color of death, and each hit the purple wind.

The purple wind stagnated slightly, and then danced wildly, but in the lower half of the wind's body, some purple liquid was spilled, it should have been a bullet hitting Parker's leg, the speed and agility of the wind were also affected, although the impact was not great, but it finally opened a blood gap, if Parker still walked and attacked like the wind, then it was bound to stimulate the speed of blood flow, accelerate the loss of blood, and finally cause death.

But in the current situation, where can he stop? Countless enemies are aiming at him, not to mention stopping to recover from his injuries, even if he slows down a little, he will be subjected to terrifying fire, and he will be drowned in an instant, and he will die under the bullets.

But he finally found a way.

Xiaoxiong, after all, has his way, and a demon can find his way of the devil.

To survive, there is always his means, although it will be despicable and shameless, but it is better to live than anything else.

He rushed to Jones's side, although the blade claw of his right hand was shattered by a shot, but it was the demon's right arm after all, although he lost his sharpness, but the terrifying power was not affected in the slightest, his right arm wrapped around Jones's neck, tightly choked, although this tightness made him breathe very poorly, but it was also able to barely maintain his most basic oxygen supply, not suffocation, and also made him lack the strength to resist because of a certain degree of lack of oxygen, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone. At the same time, the sharp claw blade of his left hand pressed against his chest, and even cut through his clothes, cutting a piercing, blood-drenching cut on his white and strong chest, although not deep, it could be seen as a warning and a threat.

At the same time, the corpse on the ground also squirmed, and the wound of the corpse continued to crack and open, flowing out slightly black blood, mixed with the existing blood everywhere, constantly flowing in the direction of Parker, and flowing backwards into his body, the leg was rolled open by Parker's shot, and at this moment, it was like a closed petal, gradually healed, and with the recovery of the injury, it gradually climbed up a piece of armor similar to fish scales, which should have a strong defensive power, which also proves a point, That is, the effect of the tranquilizer is already very weak for a demon of Parker's level, and there is no way to prevent it from further demonizing after being injured.

Jones was held hostage by Parker, this hand was definitely not expected by everyone, only to see Parker's expressionless face, looking at Jack, but slowly said: "Maybe I'm a little stupid to do this, but this is also a last resort, I don't know what status this Jones has in your mind, so you have to answer me clearly, he, who are you?!" ”

The whites of Jack's eyes were full of angry blood, and his nails were tightly cut into the flesh of his palms, and although he hid his expression well, he could never hide the eyes, his blood-red eyes and the subtle trembling of anger...... All this proves that this Jones is definitely his confidant and even brother.

Parker saw all this in his eyes, and a smile gradually became stained on his face, and that smile was like the heat of midsummer, cruel and hot, as if it wanted to ignite Jack's anger alive, and burn it into a fire, burning the old enemy in front of him to ashes!

"What do you want?" Jack opened his mouth in a tough, unflinching tone.

Parker replied flatly, "I want you...... Die in front of me! ”

Ridiculous!

This is everyone's first reaction.

Their instincts are ridiculous!

Parker continued: "Jack, is my old enemy of the Viper Gang, my hatred with him is not clear at all, this kind of hatred can only be ......washed away by the Viper Gang or Tomahawk, and only when one side of both sides is destroyed, can it be washed away It's just that that kind of wish is too grandiose, just using this Jones, can only threaten his life. ”

"Even if it is a hero, there must be your weakness, Jones is your brother, naturally one of your lifelines...... Are you dead or not? ”

"If you don't die, he's dead!"

Although Jones was strangled by him, his face was pale like a soft snow, but his expression was indifferent, as if he was being held hostage, it was not him at all, he coughed lightly, coughed up a trace of blood, and said:

"Parker, you're thinking too much."

Although the sound was soft, it was like a needle falling into the calm water, and a small grass emerging from the dry desert was so abrupt that it was surprising.

"What did you say?" Parker's tone changed, and his tone was cold and compelling, as if midsummer had turned into cold winter.

The air conditioning was so cold that it seemed to freeze Jones.

But Jones was unmoved, as if he didn't care, and he continued, and said firmly:

"Hehe, I said."

"You're thinking too much!"

Jones laughed, mocking and gently spit out with this sentence.

Jack is still expressionless, but his heart is painful and warm, he is painful that Jones is still going to die, he is powerless to change, and the warm thing is that Jones, who is still his most sincere brother, can die for him.

He felt that his eyes were wet, but he didn't like the feeling of tears, and when he raised his head, the tears poured back into his eyes, only to feel that the tears turned into vicious silk threads, accompanied by a trace of bitterness, gradually wrapped around the whole body, more and more bitter, more and more painful, more and more hurt.

He couldn't bear it, but he was helpless, he was angry, but he was helpless...... He only remembered that this feeling was only experienced in a tragic encounter, when his comrades died to save him at a close distance, but he could not do anything about it, but this tragedy reappeared in front of his eyes.

"It's just that before I die, I want to figure out a problem."

"Jiemei, who are you?"

Jones clearly felt that the sharp blade attached to his chest was actually trembling, although it was a small tremor, but it cut a little deeper into his wound, and it hurt his heart.

He didn't say anything, not even the slightest voice to vent his pain, he didn't shout. He suddenly understood that this question seemed to poke Parker's pain as well, otherwise he would not have had this reaction.

He continued: "I am a dying man, and I am afraid that you will not refuse me this question. ”

Parker smiled coldly and replied:

"Well, I can see that you have a lot of affection for her, and I'll only tell you one person."

He brought his mouth closer to his ear and whispered, "Like many clichés, on a cold winter's day, as is customary, I look for some children on the streets of the slums that can be used by my gang and raised. ”

"I met her."

"Shani is the product of a couple of men and women after a hangover, the mother died due to difficult childbirth, and the father went into the black in order to support her. Dao, selling drugs, but he is only the lowest ant, and when he dragged her to the age of 7, he finally died in an accident during an argument. ”

"All she remembered when she was a child was stinking water, dirty air, vicious women chasing rent, blood and beatings, no hot water, no sunshine, and no full meals, but his father gave her all the love she could, paternal love."

"Because of the debt, her father was pursued, and finally he beat him, and one missed and beat him to death."

"Her father died, and naturally no one paid the rent, so she had to sleep on the streets."

"My father died, she was discouraged, her heart was full of hatred, and she met me at this bleakest trough in her life."

"I took out all the enemies who killed her father and asked her to kill them."

She held the knife in her hand, trembling with trembling, but I could see that her eyes were steadfast, and that her steps towards them were slow and steady, as if every step had been precisely measured...... You can imagine how excited and happy she is at this time, as if she has been abandoned by the world, her only wish is revenge! ”

"She killed them, and though she was only seven years old, her heart was cold enough, she had seen so much of the world since she was a child, she was sophisticated enough, and most importantly, she had a new and stronger bond after her desire for revenge."

"That's me."

"I gave her new hope, and she saw me as her most important person who could do everything for me...... As long as I want. ”

"I let her practice knives, let her learn to kill, learn to seduce, learn to charm, learn to communicate, learn many, many things...... Just because, I have to use her to do a lot of things, and the most important thing is to become the inside line of your tomahawk. ”

"She became your woman and got a lot of things from you that I want to know."

"And the plot after that, you must also know, that is, Su Hao knew that Shani was an inner ghost, killed her, and used her to pass false information to me, and finally came here."

A little pitiful, a little sad, this is indeed a very old-fashioned story, but this seems to be an arranged plot, but it contains the inevitability of fate, everything, as if it is destined.

After listening to this, Jones asked, "Then what do you think of her now?" ”

He hesitated for a moment before replying, "I see her as my woman." ”

"The most important woman."

When Jones heard this, he couldn't help but tremble, feeling his chest as if it was frozen in an instant, chilling, but a little relieved.

"You still don't treat her as a discardable person after all."

"It's a little unfair to me, but it's always good for her."

These are the reasons for his pain and relief, respectively.

"Now that I've listened to it, I can finally go with peace of mind, although I don't want to die, I don't want my eldest brother to die."

"So you have to die."

The tone was as plain as water, but it was as strong as steel, and the words he said were soaked in the color of cruelty like blood.

"Why are you going to let me die?"

"You'll understand in a moment."

With that, Jones grabbed his right hand and pulled his clothes apart.

Underneath the clothes, was a bomb, a small, beautiful, but crazy bomb.

"Why don't you die at the end, even if I die, you must die!"

"It's just because you've done too many things wrong!"