Chapter Eighty-Six: A Taste of Approaching Hell

Qian Duo flickered for a moment, and said loudly: "Hey, you nine birdmen, are you going to be able to see the light?"

After a long time, among the nine people, suddenly a hoarse and cold voice said, "Who are you?"

The sound sounded pretty standard, but each word was spoken slowly, as if the person speaking had to think about it for a long time before he knew what to say next. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A lot of money is already very sure, these people are not Chinese.

But there is a lot of money, but I can't see who is talking just now. Because no one opened their mouths at all.

He thought for a moment and replied, "Lao Tzu is a businessman, just because he lost his capital in trading, and he is hungry, so he has come to ask you for some money to walk." As soon as he said this, he looked at the nine men again, and said, "But I see that you are poor and sour-looking, and you are in rags, and you don't even have money to buy a garment, and you must not be the ones who still have money on you." If you want to live a few more days, give your mammoth as money for your life. Then he shouted, "How?"

His voice was so loud that he hoped to bluff the other party with his thunderous momentum, and then the other party obediently dragged the mammoth under the seat by the nose and handed it into his hands.

This is exactly what Sun Tzu said in the Art of War, "a soldier who surrenders without a fight".

Recently, since Fu Si heard the story of the Jiangxin Dragon King, they admired the Jiangxin Dragon King very much, so they also invited an aspiring old scholar to come to Jianfeng Village to give cultural lessons to the brothers in the cottage, so as to improve the cultural quality of a group of reckless people in the cottage.

Fu Si also feels more and more that culture is indeed a good thing. Since Mr. Na came, in the barricade robbery industry, the performance of the unit has improved a lot, but the cost of investment has been reduced a lot, and there is a lot less fighting. In many cases, all they need to do is shout like the one they just had just made to bluff people into surrendering and obediently dedicating their finances to them.

But in front of such nine people, it was clear that a loud shout was not enough to bluff them.

At this moment, the cold and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and he spoke slowly, and asked a very strange-looking question, and he asked, "How old are you?"

Qian Duo frowned, and he didn't know what this person meant, but finally replied, "It's almost twenty." ”

The voice said, "Do you want to live to twenty-one?"

Qian Duo sneered twice and said, "What do you mean by that?"

The voice said, "You are twenty years old, and if you want to live to twenty-one, then you should get out of here with your head quickly!"

Qian Duo sneered again and again, and said, "What do you mean by this fart?"

The voice said, "If your head is cut off with a knife, you will not live to be twenty-one." ”

When Qian Duo heard this, he suddenly laughed loudly: "You are saying that you plan to cut off my head?"

The voice said, "I kill people and like to cut off other people's heads with a knife, and if you are already bored, I can cut off your head too." ”

A lot of money listened, and just said "oh". At this time, another strange and sharp voice said: "I kill, but I like to cut slowly." If you want to feel the blade slowly entering your body, scraping against your bones, you should come to me. I can guarantee that you will never lose your breath before the ninety-eighth cut. The voice paused, and then said, "Do you believe it or not?"

There is a lot of money, and I still don't see who is the person who said this.

He was already a little angry now, and he didn't plan to talk to these people anymore, so he scolded and said, "Let your mother's bullshit take your life!"

Before he could finish speaking, his men had leapt up from their horses. The fighting tiger shuttle dart in his hand also broke through the wind.

Recently, not only has his cultural level improved a lot, but his martial arts have also improved by leaps and bounds.

So his shuttle dart went straight to the chest of the top of the nine weirdos.

The target of the chest is far larger than the throat, and Qian Duo is not sure that he will be able to penetrate the opponent's throat with one blow, so he chooses the opponent's chest.

The nine people still didn't move, and at this time, it was like an old monk who had been in meditation for a long time. But everyone's eyes were on the black, shiny head of the pike in his hand.

The Fighting Tiger Shuttle Dart in Qian Duo's hand was like a poisonous snake that had already launched an attack at this time, strong and fast, with a cold wind that was colder than the cold wind, and it was getting closer and closer to the chest of the top one of the nine.

But at this time, Qian Duo suddenly found that the face of the person who was attacked by him not only did not show a frightened look, but suddenly grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and let out a series of strange and sharp laughter of "Wow Ka".

The face of the rich man showed a look of horror, and his actions were immediately slowed down.

The nine strange men remained in their original positions, as if they were rocks jutting out from the mountain, as if they had been standing here when the mountain had just been formed.

But at this moment when Qian Duo was distracted, he suddenly felt that his weapon had been grabbed by someone and gently picked up his person.

Soon, Qian Duo had already seen that it was the left-hand one on the penultimate floor who grabbed his weapon.

Soon, Qian Duo had already seen it, and suddenly there was a flash of light between the white long sleeves of the person who grabbed his weapon, and a sharp blade slashed through a circular arc like lightning, cutting straight at Qian Duo's throat.

What a speed!

It's so fast that you don't even have a chance to let go of your weapon and jump for your life with a lot of money.

The throat with a lot of money could already feel the cold blade cutting through the muscles.

Anyone who has experienced this taste will never find it a pleasant taste.

This is the feeling of a person living in the world but the closest to hell.

There's a lot of money, and I've already experienced this taste now.

The distance between him and hell is already between the lines.

Until now, he still didn't know who these nine people who sent him to hell were.

He didn't see clearly, what kind of weapon this person was using?

If he still had time to think, he would probably regret why he had to claim to snatch their elephant just now.

But now that there is a lot of money, there is simply not enough time to think about these things.

The only thing he could do was wait for him to die.

The man's strength was unbelievably great, and the speed of his shot was unbelievably fast.

In front of him, a lot of money is like a chicken and duck being picked up by humans waiting to be slaughtered, without any resistance.

He was still young, he hadn't lived long enough, and he didn't want to die. But now, almost no one can pull him back from the brink of hell.

The cold in the throat is really cold, and this cold, which has been far away from the fireworks in the world, has become colder and colder.

This feeling may always be something that only a lot of money can experience.

Even when his soul came to the cold hell long after his throat was cut by this knife, he believed that he would never forget this knife.

Because this knife is colder than hell.

There is a lot of money and even closed his eyes.

He's already waiting to die.

He had no hope at all.