The mighty motorcade finally stopped in a ruins; the young people who used to live here all went to the city to find jobs. Therefore, it became a place where the elderly were left behind; and finally, the villagers were picked up by their relatives in the city.

If you leave, it will be empty. Therefore, this has become a good place to unload mills and kill donkeys, cross rivers and demolish bridges, and destroy corpses and traces!

The convoy all stopped here, and a large group of people came down in a mighty manner; those behind were all Xingxing militants. They were all strong and muscular, and lined up neatly;

They formed a circle, watching their surroundings while waiting for Scar's instructions.

The group of Vietnamese also walked down. When he looked at Samer Khan and Gandhi, Chen Ming didn't notice any confusion or fear in his eyes. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, feeling that it was this guy.

Don't understand what it means?

"Hey, Boss Scar. What do you mean here? Do you want to give us money to run away on our own? Or are we encountering policemen in the city ahead?" The short Ruan Wenyong came over, not knowing whether to live or die.

Asked. He also said that they were in danger ahead, so they were given money here to let them go on the road.

"Hey, don't worry, brother. It's certain to go on the road. I'll send you on your way right now!" Zhu Hao showed a cruel smile on his face and walked over slowly; one hand was placed on Ruan Wenyong's shoulder, and the other

In his hand, a sharp dagger stabbed hard into the short man's chest.

The short Ruan Wenyong was patted on the shoulder and thought it was a sign of affection; his whole face was still showing a happy smile. It wasn't until he felt the refreshing chill in his chest that he opened his eyes wide in fear

, held Zhu Hao's hand in disbelief, and said in panic: "You...you...why?"

"Because I like it!" A cruel smile appeared on Zhu Hao's face, and he stirred the dagger hilt tightly in his hand. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood gushed out from Ruan Wenyong's mouth.

He fell down. Obviously, he could not die anymore.

At this moment, the Vietnamese were dumbfounded; they did not expect that such a situation would occur. However, they understood immediately. Huang Chunhua, a rough man, yelled: "You guys have no credibility."

The Chinese don’t want to pay, are they going to kill people and silence them?”

"Hehe, you're damn right! I just want to destroy the mill and kill the donkey, crossing the river and burning the bridge. You Vietnamese guys want to come to our territory to make money; unfortunately, you can only do it next year.

Today, I will collect paper money." Zhu Hao, the bastard, licked his lips disgustingly and said shamelessly.

"It's so shameless! We just saved your life, you bastard." Li Duoke yelled loudly. But it was of no use. Zhu Hao's face is no longer comparable to a bulletproof vest like Chen Ming's.

This guy can't compare. At least, he has a face that even a diamond can't cut through.

"Scold! If you want to scold you, do it now. Wait, but there will be no chance!" Zhu Hao finished speaking coldly. The Xingxing boys around him didn't know what the situation was now; although they were a little uncomfortable,

They were ashamed of Zhu Hao's behavior, but no matter what, they were just a pony. They had to do whatever the master above told them to do.
Chapter completed!