After removing the murders of his hometown and the Shanghai Hotel, he told the people in front of him about his acquaintance with Monroe. Of course, Lin Zun's name was also hidden, only saying that Monroe owed his father a lot of debt, and he came to pay him the debt. As for the death of the wind weasel, it has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't even know who the wind weasel is.

Ah Cuo tried to speak as slowly as possible, and often didn't seem to remember the details of the beginning, and only said a few words after a long time of 'meditating'. His meeting with Monroe was a matter of a week, and looking at the way he looked, he seemed to want to make things clear in a week.

"Mr. Lin, it's not a good idea for you to delay time like this." Hearing that, Ah Cuo went back to the noodle restaurant with Monroe to eat noodles. The man in the lead sneered and gestured to Bonne. The little old man handcuffed Ah Cuo to the chair again, then opened the suitcase, and directly took out the pliers just now, and clamped them on Ah Cuo's right fingernail.

While the little old man was busy, the white man opposite Ah Cuo continued: "I really can't imagine that Monroe, the No. 1, will have any debt problems with you. It's really not good for you to make up a story like this......"

Before the man could finish his words, the little old man's hand holding the pliers suddenly lifted, and instantly pulled out Ah Cuo's fingernails. A heart-piercing pain made Ah Cuo's body tremble, and the place where the nails were pulled out revealed a layer of pink and white flesh, and after a pause, blood gushed out.

The man in the lead was right, Ah Cuo was originally trying to stall for time. Either way, it doesn't look like Monroe designed it for him. This matter is no longer for an ordinary person like him to deal with, and at this time Monroe should have already begun to search for his whereabouts, as long as he tries to delay as much time as possible. According to Monroe's ability, he will find this place sooner or later, but looking at the current situation, he may not be able to hold out until then.

Although the pain of his nails being pulled out made Ah Cuo's heart go to the bone, he clenched his teeth and didn't snort when his lips were bleeding. After enduring the great pain, Ah Cuo raised his head and smiled at the little old man Bonne, and said, "When was I given the anesthetic?" The effect is so good, I don't feel any pain at all. ”

"I just like people who tremble all over their bodies when they are obviously in pain, and their mouths are still hard and not afraid of pain" Bunn giggled, pinched the pliers on A's other nail, and continued in his mouth: "I just asked you to get used to it, this time I will slow down and let you slowly feel the feeling of the nails being peeled off your fingers." When your fingernails are pulled out, I'll sprinkle salt on them, do you know what that feels like? You're going to cry and beg me to cut off all ten of your fingers......"

At this, the little old man giggled again. Just as Ah Cuo took a deep breath and closed his eyes and waited for this nail to be pulled out. Suddenly a scream was heard, followed by a strong burning sensation, as if someone had pushed a red-hot charcoal basin to him.

When Ah Cuo opened his eyes, he saw that the little old man who was still holding pliers to pull out his nails had fallen to the ground and rolled. There was a fire on his body, and in just a few seconds, the clothes on the little old man's body had been burned clean, and the skin and flesh on his body were instantly burned into pitch black by the fire. After screaming and struggling a few times, he fell to the ground motionless, allowing the fire to burn him to charcoals.

The faces of the remaining three people showed a panicked expression, and none of them meant to save the little old man. Seeing that Bonn was on fire, the three men quickly dispersed, except for the black man who pulled out his pistol to be emboldened. The rest of the fake cops and the white men in the lead were all spinning in circles with their bare hands, their eyes wandering aimlessly in the air.

Until Bonn was burned to ashes, the three of them didn't find anything out of the ordinary. The black man, who had not spoken all this time, was the first to hold on, and he turned back to the white man who was taking the lead and shouted, "Sham, he is the same as you!" Can you find him? ”

At this time, Sham, who took the lead, was already sweating profusely, and after wiping his sweat, he stared at the air in front of him, and replied, "Don't look for it, I'll open the way for you." Let's go separately ......" as he spoke, Sham waved at the tin wall in front of the fake cops and the black man. Two fires lit up on the two walls out of thin air, and in just a moment's effort, the iron sheets of the two walls turned into molten iron, burning out two large holes that could accommodate one person to enter and exit.

Seeing that there was an exit, the black man and the fake policeman ran towards the large hole in the tin wall in front of them almost simultaneously. Sham shouted at the backs of the two men, "Don't go to any other point of contact. The night owl is in Tokyo, go find him! ”

"You don't have to run that far, it's the same everywhere you die......" Sham's words had just landed when a somewhat arrogant-sounding voice rang out. Before he finished speaking, just about twenty meters beside Sham, a huge fireball suddenly appeared out of thin air, and an Asian man dressed in black actually walked out of the fireball.

The position where this man was standing was in front of Ah Cuo's eyes, and he could clearly see that this man had a pair of white pupils in his eyes that looked like cataract patients, and he was slowly walking in the direction of several of them.

After the white-eyed man appeared, he just glanced at Ah Cuo, and then smiled a little presumptuously, and said to the white man named Sham in English: "It's been three days, and you really don't plan to reply?" ”

Hearing that Sham and the white-eyed man knew each other, the two men who had already run to the wall stopped at the same time. Four eyes stared at Sham, who was already soaked in cold sweat, and the man with white eyes. Now that the main lord appeared, the two of them also hesitated. The current form is three against one, even if Bai Yanqiu is a ruthless character, they may not be without a battle by virtue of their numerical advantage.

Seeing the fake police and the black man stopped, he began to move closer to himself. The white-eyed man smiled indifferently, ignoring Sham, who was motionless like a clay sculpture. Turning around, he opened his arms to the fake policeman and the black man who had already raised his gun to aim at him, made an exaggerated gesture, and said, "Sorry, I'm not interested in the little shrimp outside the fifty ranking in the dark night." I'll take you where you need to be in a moment. Wait a few more minutes, it won't delay you too long, don't worry......"

Before the white-eyed man could finish speaking, the black man with the gun on the opposite side had already pulled the trigger on his head.

The black man's marksmanship was terrifying, and a shuttle of bullets almost hit the white-eyed man in the same place on ......the head, and if the bullet hit, his temples would be densely packed with bullets. Of course, this refers to if it hits......

The white-eyed man didn't mean to dodge at all, just smiled and looked at the black man who was shooting at him. I saw that every time the black man fired a shot, a small fireball would appear five or six meters in front of him, and the warhead would burn out in mid-air in an instant.

After a shuttle of bullets over there, the white-eyed man still looked at the black man with a smile, and not even a single oily skin was broken on his body. This black man only has excellent marksmanship and no other abilities, and after seeing that this shuttle bullet has no effect, his first reaction is to turn around and run towards the big hole behind him that was burned by Sham.

"I've told you everything, don't worry" The white-eyed man smiled at the back of the black man who had almost rushed to the entrance of the cave, and then continued: "Also, shoot at me, and try to run away if you miss, is there such a cheap thing?" As he spoke, he did nothing but stare at the black man's back.

Seeing that one of the black man's feet had stepped over the iron sheet under the hole, just as his foot hit the ground, his body suddenly "Whew! A fire broke out. This fire was several times more fierce than that of the little old man Bang En just now. The black man's body completely rushed out of the hole, and he collapsed to the ground in an instant, only convulsing and struggling a few times before being charred by the fire.

While the black man was on fire, the white-eyed man had already shifted his gaze to the fake policeman and said, "Now it's your turn......"