In the vault, the twelve rich men and women who came to come today to relax were now white and trembling.

Especially when I saw the floppy corpses.

They are not wrong with bloodthirsty, and they also come to participate in and enjoy the killing feast. However, they come to kill others, not to let others kill them.

The commander of Albania in the Seville region is called Conrad.

The full name is very long, Baker didn't remember it, and a dead person's name does not need to be remembered.

At this moment.

As the big boss of the Human Skin Inn, Conrad stared blankly at Baker who suddenly appeared in his safety room and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Baker looked and had an arc on his lips: "Don't you recognize me?"

Conrad nodded honestly. He usually doesn't appear in this inn, but today is the monthly Rich Performance Day. As the regional commander, Conrad will come to accompany him on this day.

Baker laughed: "If you don't know me, you send someone to catch me. Do you think I'm stupid or you think you're stupid."

"Young man, don't..."

"Bang!"

"ah!"

"Shet!"

"God."

Baker had a blank expression on Conrad's right thigh, then looked up at the man and woman who screamed outside, who were not even as good as a dog, and said coldly: "In three seconds, whoever speaks will make me kill."

The words fell.

The twelve rich people instantly chose to follow their hearts, and the six rich women even covered their mouths with their hands. During this period, they sobbed continuously.

A bald rich man tried to plead with Baker with money: "I have money, you can let it go..."

Baker shot straight: "Bang!"

The remaining eleven rich men were trembling all over, curled up in a corner, looking at the bald rich man with his eyes fluttering.

Baker sneered, turned around, and directly blasted the bulletproof glass with three shots. The man tied to the chair with a blue face was Bruce.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Baker directly smashed the constraints of Bruce's arms and feet with four shots, and said expressionlessly: "There is no business for you here, get out!"

Five minutes later.

Baker stared blankly at Bruce who was stumbled outside, and then he turned his eyes to the eleven rich men again.

Even if the person tied up is a stranger, Baker will let him go.

Very simple.

Baker kills people, but never kills innocent people indiscriminately.

As for whether these two people will run out?

Maybe.

If you are faster and drive away from the main road and walk the small road, you may have the opportunity to safely reach a civilized city.

What?

Send Buddha to the West?

Baker is not the Virgin, he is an assassin.

Next second.

"I want to ask you for a favor."

Baker's mouth slightly curved and smiled at the eleven rich men: "Do you want to leave?"

Eleven rich men nodded wildly, looking like a chicken pecking at rice.

Baker smiled and said, "Then let's go."

Eleven rich men were slightly stunned when they heard this, and then a vulgar middle-aged man stood up and ran wildly towards the outside of the vault.

but!

With a bang.

The vulgar middle-aged man is on the outside and on the inside, stopping here.

"Ms. First, have you forgotten the minimum gentlemanly politeness?" Baker said expressionlessly, then looked at the remaining ten rich men, including the eight men, two women, and said, "Remember the rules, I don't like killing people."

Ten rich men looked at each other.

Finally, the eyes of the eight men fell on the two ladies, and there was no doubt that you would leave first.

Two rich female tycoons shook their heads wildly.

This person is a god of killing. Who knows if he is sincere? If they just get up and find any other reason by this person, wouldn't it be a big problem?

Don't leave.

Baker smiled and said, "I count for three seconds and don't leave, then don't leave."

After the words fell, the eight men became anxious. One of them spoke with a bird sing toward the two women.

"Bang!"

"Shut up, don't you remember what I said?"

“…”

Baker looked at the remaining nine, including two successful people who were peeing their pants, and smiled coldly.

Conrad, who was lying on the ground with his thighs covered, gritted his teeth: "You..."

"Bang!"

"ah!"

Baker gave Conrad a gift and said expressionlessly: "Why are you in a hurry to talk? Your little brothers are still on the way. Now it's time to talk to you, don't want your little brothers to come and save you?"

Conrad's hands are not enough, so he can't hold one side with one hand. Not to mention whether the shape looks good or not, there is only one result when pressing his legs with both hands, that is, both sides will lose too much blood and die of death like opening the gate and opening water.

Seeing this, Baker shook his head, walked to the display room, found a red electric iron that was charging, and then walked out.

Conrad's eyes shrank.

Baker smiled and said, "Do you want it, three seconds."

Conrad looked at the condescending Baker as if he was eating people. This was a demon, a demon.

Think no matter how much you think.

Who is willing to die if you have hope of living?

Conrad threw a harsh word to Baker that you would die awkwardly, and then closed his eyes and opened his thighs on both sides as if he had accepted his fate.

Next second.

The screams like a pig slaughter filled the entire vault. Conrad, who was tightly closed his eyes and biting his teeth tightly, trembling as if he was slamming, and his legs kept twitching like a spring.

Ten seconds later.

Baker threw the soldering iron aside, then raised his eyebrows and looked at the remaining eight people: "Hey, three seconds have passed, haven't you left yet?"

Said.

Baker said clearly without waiting for the eight people to react.

"Bang!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

“…”

The sound of eight big watermelons ripe and cracking sounded one by one. Baker glanced across the corner and said, "Since you don't leave, then stay."

Let them go?

How is it possible.

As I said, if Baker didn't meet, he would definitely not take care of it specifically, but if he met, Baker would take care of it.

The reason why people are human is because no matter what, there is a bottom line.

For example, Baker.

But these guys who are so lonely and empty that they enjoy killing are no longer considered human beings. Baker has no psychological obstacles to killing them.

even……

Baker heard many voices of men and women in his ears, whispering the word "thank you".

Are you hallucinating?

Maybe.

After Baker dealt with the beasts, his eyes fell on Condra who was sweating all over his body, as if he had taken a bath and introduced himself: "My name, Hairo Moulton, I just arrived here this afternoon, and then a killer from a man and a woman wanted to kidnap me. The man was named Alben, the woman was named Behrami. Do you know him?"

Condra on the ground froze all over.
Chapter completed!