"Boss, order."

"It's coming!"

"Boiled pork slices, be spicy; Braised soybean pork knuckle, by the way, and a tomato egg soup." "No problem, you sit down, soon!"

"Okay, okay."

Wu Xiaode sat down at the table next to the street by the food stall.

There were also a few rooms in the food stall, and the middle-aged man and the yellow-haired people were sitting in it. But now is not the time to meet face-to-face.

Wu Xiaode glanced around silently. - There are security cameras on this street.

So let's do something else first-

I had been merging the world just now, and the fried chicken was eaten clean by Egami Lan again, and I really didn't eat much. I squatted in the woods opposite the girls' dormitory for so long.

--I'm hungry indeed. Soon. Steaming dishes come up.

The boiled pork slices are topped with a layer of red peppers and peppercorns. Wu Xiaode picked up the chopsticks and scooped up a piece of meat.

--It's delicious.

Eat the soybean stewed pork knuckle again, the pig's hand is fat but not greasy, the flavor of the spice has entered the pig's hand, eat a few bites, and then scoop up the full soybeans with a spoon, chew it in a big mouthful, which is very satisfying.

While eating, I grilled the rice and drank a few sips of tomato egg soup from time to time. - What a treat!

"Wow, boss, you can open a big hotel with your skills."

Wu Xiaode couldn't help but praise loudly.

"Haha, you're satisfied." The boss said happily while cooking the dishes. in the room.

The middle-aged man was drinking alcohol, and when he heard the movement outside, he immediately turned his head to look. He saw Wu Xiaode at a glance.

Damn it! It's this kid during the day!

He bumped into the girl, and was about to touch and play with it, when he rushed up and pulled himself into the alley and beat him.

The middle-aged man winked.

"The target is outside, don't make a noise, go and see if there are any suspicious people around." He whispered.

Three people suddenly stood up at the table, shouting together to go to the toilet. Everyone else has a tacit look.

There was even a man who laughed quietly:

"It's good to be on business, drink this wine quickly, and help the fun." The other man clinked glasses with him.

- These people are used to doing bad things, and the boss knows what to do with a single look. Soon.

The three people who went out came back. "It's a widow." One humanity.

"Didn't buy any nails." Another humane. "Tender." Third humanity. It's all code words.

Meaning: a person. Nothing guys. Raw faces, not on the road. Click.

The middle-aged man crushed the wine glass.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was choosing someone to devour, and he whispered:

"Lao Tzu cut people on the street at the age of fifteen, started to form gangs in his twenties, and now he has a lot of property in his hands, and he has never been beaten like this."

"Brothers, get ready." "Lao Tzu is going to have fun today!"

--

Wu Xiaode sat outside and ate very happily. In fact, he also thought about this matter carefully.

After all, I still have to survive in this world, and if I kill too many people at once, it's really not good. This street is full of cameras.

Once there is a big case.....

I don't want to go shopping with Jiang Shanglan anymore, drink milk tea and eat hot pot. "Boss, pay the bill!"

He finished his last sip of soup and shouted loudly.

After paying the bill, he touched his slightly bulging belly, walked to the side of the street, and reached out to stop a taxi. "Go to Cuiyun Mountain."

The car drove away. Twenty minutes later.

Wu Xiaode appeared at the foot of Cuiyun Mountain.

This mountain is the same mountain where I came, and there is the West Queen Mother Temple on the mountain. Wu Xiaode walked towards the mountain.

It was already midnight, and there was no one on the mountain road, only he felt the darkness and walked up the road.

There are steps along the way, and it is very tiring to walk, so Wu Xiaode walked for a while and rested for a while. Finally.

There was a running sound on the way here.

The middle-aged man chased after Huang Mao and a few of his subordinates.

Wu Xiaode stood up and ran.

When people look at it, do you still want to run? A crowd rushed up. Wu Xiaode continued to run.

As he ran, he shouted in a panic, "What do you want to do?" Bang.

A muffled sound echoed in the mountain forest.

Wu Xiaode flew forward and rolled to the ground.

The expression on his face froze, and he didn't move for a moment. - One shot?

If it weren't for his quick reaction, he would have been hit at this time.

The middle-aged man's laughter came from behind: "Go and see if you're dead, if you're not dead, I'm going to stab you a few times myself!" Everyone responded and walked towards Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes and opened them again.

He suddenly got up from the ground and looked at the crowd.

I saw that the middle-aged man really had a black pistol in his hand. "Scared me, but unfortunately missed."

Wu Xiaode touched his heart and said happily. Everyone on the other side was stunned.

"It's good that you're not dead, but you have to play - it's all up, him!" The middle-aged man said. Huang Mao rushed to the front, grabbed the three-edged thorn in his hand and stabbed at Wu Xiaode. "Watch me poke you through!"

He exclaimed excitedly.

- as if it were an interesting hunt.

Wu Xiaode hurriedly caught up, grabbed his wrist with his hand, and turned back.

Burst.

The triangular thorn reversed direction and pierced straight into Huang Mao's chest.

Wu Xiaode imitated his tone and said excitedly, "Look at me poking you through!" Huang Mao suddenly burst out into a terrible scream.

"Bastard!"

"Damn it, let him go!"

"Damn, let's go up together and kill this kid." Others rushed up.

Wu Xiaode grabbed Huang Mao's neck with one hand, pinched his wrist with the other, and controlled the three-edged thorn to face everyone. He has received the inheritance of the Emperor of People, and has been infused with countless combat skills and experience by the will of the world.

Not to mention that he himself was born in a fight-

I heard one after another piercing flesh and a howl. Everyone fell to the ground.

"Release—let me go, please!"

Huang Mao was about to lose his consciousness and pleaded repeatedly.

Wu Xiaode squeezed his hand, shook his head and said, "No, I still have to borrow your hand, your fingerprint, and your three-edged thorn to kill your boss--"

"Watch me poke all of you in pair." Bang.

Another gunshot rang out.

On the mountain road, the middle-aged man held a gun, barely kept his composure, and looked towards Wu Xiaode. Wu Xiaode stood still.

But a ball of blood shot out of the yellow hair's head, and the wailing came to an abrupt end. His head finally drooped.

"Come on, you should still have bullets."

Wu Xiaode said lightly.

He didn't look at the middle-aged man at all, he just grabbed Huang Mao's hand, held the three-edged thorn hard, and sent the hooligans on the ground to the west one by one.

Whenever the middle-aged man pulls the trigger, the yellow hair becomes a shield to block the gun. Finally.

The gun was already out of bullets.

All the people of the earth are dead. The mountain wind is blowing.

The only two left looked at each other.

The middle-aged man slowly put down the gun and said:

"This time I was wrong, I admit it, please give me a chance, I will leave this city immediately, and never come back."

Wu Xiaode sighed and said, "If it were someone else, I would have been a ghost under your gun now, so I can't spare you—not only can't I spare you, but I will continue to kill."

"Who else are you going to kill?" The middle-aged man stared at him.

"When you die, I'll take your phone and kill it with all the names on it, and everyone will die." military

Little Virtue Road.

The middle-aged man fell silent.

After a while, he said, "Aren't you afraid of killing a good person by mistake?"

Wu Xiaode explained seriously: "Of course I will judge - in fact, I was originally a person in this industry, so I will not make mistakes, please keep a blind eye."

"How is it possible, you are such a big hairy kid, you know a fart!" The middle-aged man cursed. Wu Xiaode did not speak.

He just squeezed the yellow-haired hand, clenched the three-edged thorn, and dragged the corpse towards the middle-aged man. Mountain wind.

The more it blows, the more intense it gets.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but pull out a sharp dagger from his arms. "Come on!"

He shouted.

Burst.

The triangular spike pierced his body.

"Wait—I'm still saved, I'll give you all my money, call an ambulance for me." The middle-aged man covered his wound and said quickly.

"Okay." Wu Xiaode laughed.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up with hope, and he hurriedly said, "You can use my mobile phone to transfer money—" Poof.

The triangular thorn was pulled out and pierced through his body again.

"Don't kill me..... Think about it again, money..... It's all for you!" The middle-aged man pleaded. "Okay, tell me, how much money do you have?" Wu Xiaode asked excitedly.

"I have--" Poof.

The triangular thorn pierces the opponent's body again.

The middle-aged man's body shook a few times, and finally realized that the other party was just playing with himself. "You... There will be retribution."

He screamed in despair.

"Retribution? Do you really want retribution?" Wu Xiaode stared into his eyes and asked. The middle-aged man's mouth was open and he couldn't speak.

The ones he killed.

The things that I have done that have lost my conscience. Do you really hope for retribution? Hopefully? He didn't dare answer. He's dead.