Chapter 22: It's good to come
The lamps hanging on the ceiling are also the reason why they have not been used for a long time, dozens of incandescent lamps are only a quarter on, and some of the lamps are flashing and flickering, which makes people very uncomfortable.
As the man approached step by step, Xiao Yutong finally saw her face clearly, and Xiao Yutong's eyes were frightened with a little disbelief.
The man looked at Xiao Yutong condescendingly, smiled hideously, and tore off the tape that Xiao Yutong had sealed, and even brought out a stream of blood.
"Third aunt, are you committing a crime...... Xiao Yutong's beautiful eyes and Xiao Hui looked at each other, and Xiao Hui slapped Xiao Yutong in the face.
"Smack!"
Xiao Yutong's hair was scattered, and a crimson slap mark was left on his left cheek.
"You slut, don't pretend to be a chaste martyr with me here, a wild seed under a drama dancer, can enter the gate of my Xiao family, I don't know how to be grateful, and bite the master, what do you see, it's your mother, the drama dancer rides thousands of people, you don't have to be my Xiao family's species......"
Xiao Hui's words touched the last thing Xiao Yutong wanted to mention.
Xiao Yutong's mother died when she was ten years old, and she couldn't stand the infinite slander and destruction of the Xiao family.
Even if he is seriously ill, he does not tell anyone, and he does not want to be cured, until he is incurable and dies.
Xiao Yutong's face was gloomy and dripping water: "I am not from the Xiao family, you can't get the rights of the Xiao family, if you don't have a good birth, marry a husband and others will treat you as a dispensable bitch." ”
"Slut, I'll kill you!"
In the next moment, Xiao Hui's face was almost crazy and sickly, and Xiao Yutong's words were undoubtedly a few stabs in her chest.
Even if she was born in the Xiao family, the powerful husband she married never regarded her as his own family, and he sang outside all day long, when did he see her face once.
Xiao Hui grabbed Xiao Yutong's neck violently, hit her head against the steel pillar, and pinched Xiao Yutong's neck with one hand.
Xiao Yutong was powerless to resist, staring at the ceiling silently with wide eyes, feeling that his eyes were gradually becoming white.
Xiao Yutong knew that Xiao Hui would have lost her mind, and she shouldn't try to provoke Xiao Hui, but it was too late, she just didn't see the child in her womb born with some regrets, and she didn't know if it was a boy or a girl.
When he fell into a coma due to lack of oxygen, Xiao Yutong vaguely heard something, and there was a figure like lightning at the door, unkempt and very familiar.
"You're looking for death!"
"Bang!"
Xiao Hui was kicked away, like a ball, rolling out several meters in a row.
Chen Mo's kick did not rein, the force was heavy, Xiao Hui's stomach was directly concave, and blood mixed with food residues poured out directly from his mouth.
"Ah......" Xiao Hui lay on the ground, and the screams echoed throughout the delivery room, endlessly.
Chen Mo saw Xiao Yutong with a pale face and curled up on the ground, and she couldn't stop feeling distressed, and there were tears in her eyes, which seemed to be regret.
Chen Mo's eyes turned red in an instant, and he quickly came to Xiao Yutong's side with his fists clenched, feeling that there was still a snort, and his expression improved a little.
"Yan Feng, where are you dying!" Chen Mo roared like an angry lion.
Yan Feng was dressed in white, with wind under his feet, and almost instantly came to Xiao Yutong's side, took out the needle box from his cuff, felt the pulse in Xiao Yutong's hand, and quickly applied the needle, which had ensured that the mother and son were 20,000 safe.
Chen Mo stood up, Xiao Mang was wearing a felt hat in black behind him, and his face hidden under the brim of the hat had already revealed boundless killing intent.
The Tang knife that Xiao Mang carries today is the Mo knife in the four systems of the Tang knife, with two sides of the blade full of a zhang, wide open and closed, and can sweep thousands of troops.
After Chen Mo and his entourage arrived, a full number of No. 10 people gradually emerged in the factory, all of whom were internal strength warriors, and the leaders had reached the perfection of internal strength, and they were only one step away from being able to ascend to Huajin.
"I said, how could Xiao Hui have such courage, it turned out that she invited the killer of the Bloody Hand Society, it seems that my head is quite valuable!"
Chen Mo's eyes were cold, and when Chen Mo's killing intent was revealed, the temperature around him seemed to drop to freezing.
The symbol of the Bloody Hand Killer is that he is uniformly wearing a blood-colored cloak, and the back of the cloak is printed with a whitish five-finger palm print, each of which resembles a ghost.
This group of members of the Bloody Hand Society, led by them, had a deep scar on their faces, from the left eyebrow across the tip of the nose to the right lip.
"Oh...... In this small place, there are still people who have heard of our name? ”
Cheng Han looked at Chen Mo unexpectedly, but he was not in a hurry to make a move.
"Rats that have been in the gutter for a long time smell so bad that they are so stinky!" Chen Mo responded coldly.
Hearing Chen Mo's words, the group of people from the Bloody Hand Society laughed instead of being angry, their smiles were mixed with sarcasm, obviously they had already regarded Chen Mo as a dead man.
"Oops, the expression is quite horizontal, people in small places have never seen the world, I don't know how high this day is, how thick the ground is!"
Cheng Han's words gradually became ruthless from calm.
"Up!"
After a simple confrontation between the two sentences, the smell of gunpowder contained in the air exploded in an instant, and the person standing behind Cheng Han attacked like a ghost.
These people were sharp, phantoms were born under their feet, and the daggers they held in their hands made a sharp sound of breaking the wind at the tips of their palms, aiming at Chen Mo's neck to kill with one blow.
"Boss, kill them all?" Xiao Mang cherishes words like gold.
Seeing Chen Mo nodding, Xiao Mang rushed out with a Mo knife, his body was like thunder, as fast as lightning, and the cement under his feet cracked as Xiao Mang stepped out.
In an instant!
Blood sprayed like a spring, and with just one slash of the sword, there were five heads.
Cheng Han's eyes were about to pop out when he saw this scene, this indifferent man who was standing behind Chen Mo just now was definitely a chemical energy, not even an ordinary chemical energy.
Zhou Shen is not leaky, his body is as healthy as thunder, and he perfectly controls every inch of his body's strength, if he is on the battlefield, he must be a fierce general, and he can be ten thousand people with one!
"Strength, run!"
I don't know who in the crowd shouted first, and those who were still alive immediately dispersed, and their expressions were terrified.
The Bloody Hand Society is mostly stragglers and has a loose organizational structure.
To put it bluntly, these are all guys who fight one shot for another, and they are temporarily put together, and they are all doing the work of licking blood from the knife edge, how can there be any compatriot friendship.
If you don't have money, you will take on a task to kill and kill, and if you have money, you will change your identity, Jiuchi Meat Forest, Golden Branches and Jade Leaves.
As for his companions, when he is doing a task, he can't wait for the other side to die first, and he can get an extra penny.
"I'm going to fuck the inner strength, how can an internal strength follow a transformation grandmaster behind him!"
Cheng Han trembled in his heart, and at this moment, he wanted to pull out the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the Xiao family and whip the corpse.