"Well, what about Chen Jiaming's corpse?"

Qin Hanxiao only wanted to complete the main purpose of their mission as soon as possible, and without greetings, he first inquired about the whereabouts of the corpse.

Now that Bai Ziyue has been arrested by the police, if the body is sent to the police station by Mach and for any reason, and then use the false testimony they created, then the murder charge will be implemented.

In front of the law, no matter how much money you have, it is not worth killing for your life.

So they have to speed up and not have any delays.

Fat Tiger was very calm, waved his hand with a smile on his face, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly to the side of a man who had fallen in a pool of blood and lost his breath, and stepped on his fingers with his foot.

I saw that the weak fingers, under his huge size, had been deformed.

The other killers didn't react, they were cold-blooded animals, and the dead people on the ground were their masterpieces, so they naturally wouldn't be afraid.

It was Qin Hanxiao, who frowned a little uncomfortably, and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Fat Tiger smiled and walked over to the second corpse, stomping on the man's fingertips with the same force.

He didn't answer, but a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he increased his strength, and finally, jumped directly on the spot with both feet on the man's fingers at the same time.

Just when everyone didn't know why, I saw that the person on the ground who should have lost his breath suddenly let out a scream, but the sound only lasted for three seconds, and then the big fleshy hand grabbed his head and turned it to the side.

In the silence of the room, there was only a tingling click, as if the man's head had been broken.

This time, it's completely out of breath.

The fat tiger's hands standing on this person's fingers were covered with blood, and he calmly put his hand on the person's body and wiped it, and then spread his hand innocently.

That honest appearance can't be connected with the cruel and bloody scene just now.

"Hehe, see, if you don't test like this, how can you be sure that everyone here is completely dead? Of course, you can also come and mend their hearts again, which will be more convenient. ”

Huang Yukun gave an expressionless order to his subordinates around him: "Check immediately if there is any living mouth." ”

"Yes. ”

"Well, smart, you are peers at first glance, but I think your skills should have undergone special training, right?

Fat Tiger looked at the people in front of him who were examining the corpse with a smile on his face, and the joke made people think that he was a little fat man who was not dangerous and could not kill anyone.

But people can't look good, and that's what he's talking about.

Qin Hanxiao looked at him suspiciously, and found that this person was a person who was very deep in the city, and even he couldn't see anything from the other party's eyes.

"Mr. Qin, you don't have to look at me like that, although I was a little ruthless just now, but as a killer, this is all commonplace. ”

"You're a killer too?"

"Hehe, what's the matter? You don't think I'm fat, I can't be a killer, I can tell you, you are underestimating people, I think I was also a well-known figure in the organization. ”

Hearing this, Huang Yukun, who was checking whether the corpse at his feet was still breathing, raised his eyebrows tightly, carefully looked at the little fat man in front of him who could still calmly pick up the chicken legs, and tilted his head suspiciously, as if he was looking for his name in the depths of his memory.

After a while, everyone was almost checked, and when they gathered around Qin Hanxiao, he finally remembered something.

"You, are you the Flying Tiger Marshal who was the number one killer in the list before!"

When the fat tiger heard this, he raised his chin arrogantly, patted his chest proudly, and said arrogantly: "Hehe, it's me!"

"Eh, no, I've seen your photos, it's clear that you're a muscular handsome guy, why have you become a marshal of Tianpeng now?"

Huang Yukun pursed the corners of his lips and looked at him with disgust, how could he not be connected with the majestic murder king in the depths of his memory who stirred up the killer world.

"Hey, do you think I want to do this? It's not because I was hit in the back of the head during a mission, which caused my pituitary gland to secrete hormones unstable, and I became the way I am now. ”

As he spoke, he took a hard bite of the chicken leg in his hand, as if venting the anger in his heart.

"That's not right, you're not Weilong's person, how did you become Huo Ming's subordinate?"

"Che, who told you that I was Huo Ming's boy's subordinate? I am a brother with him, and he begged me for help, otherwise I would not have betrayed my owner. Hey, this time for you, I'm going to die, and I'm going to change jobs again. ”

As he spoke, he sighed and ate another bite of the chicken leg, where did he care about work, he was obviously afraid that the chicken leg in his hand would be cold.

Qin Hanxiao saw that Huang Yukun still had something to ask, but their time could not be wasted on these unnutritious issues.

He slowly raised his hand, interrupted their words, and said impatiently: "You guys will talk about it later, first tell where Chen Jiaming's body is." ”

Seeing that he was indeed in a hurry, Fat Tiger didn't sell it anymore, threw the chicken bones he had eaten to the ground, and walked out slowly.

"Let's go, I'll take you to find Chen Jiaming's body. ”

Walking to the door, he suddenly thought of something, and said to Huang Yukun: "You are the team leader, let your people remove all the people and blood here, and then bring the person I just twisted his neck and follow me." ”

"You two take the body and go out with them. ”

"Yes. ”

Several people followed behind the fat tiger, walked out of the Minjian house, and walked directly to the woods in front.

This is the place where Qin Hanxiao and them were ambushed before, and they are relatively familiar with this place.

Could it be that Chen Jiaming is buried here?

Just when he was confused, the person leading the way in front of him finally stopped, and stepped on the ground twice, only to hear a click, like the sound of dry wood cracking.

Everyone looked at him curiously.

"Here is the corpse of Chen Jiaming and his family, you can only touch him alone. As for the corpse I just asked you to move, I stole the beams and replaced the pillars and acted as his. ”

The two men slowly placed the body on the ground, then walked to the side of the fat tiger, bent down and lifted the plank under his feet, and in an instant, a foul smell came to the face, and the two immediately covered their noses and took two steps back.

"Cut, really, you are still killers, this kind of smell should be very familiar, what's there? Go, I remember that Chen Jiaming was wearing a white shirt when he died, you just go down and move him out." ”