‘Xin!’ The stabbing dagger pierced the air. Qian Mo stretched out his right hand and grabbed the pistol when the muscular man’s scalp was numb. The stabbing dagger held in his left hand turned into a knife, and the blunt blade cut towards his arm.
‘Ah!’ A heart-wrenching sound came from the car, causing the scattered people passing by to stop and watch. This sound was so similar to the cry when people kill pigs!
During the mercenary mission, the muscular man suffered hundreds of injuries, big and small, but when his wrist was chopped to pieces by a blunt instrument, the pain was hundreds of times worse than the moment he was shot.
‘Pa’ Qian Mo let go of his right hand holding the pistol, but the muscular man holding the pistol didn’t even have the strength to hold the pistol tightly at this time, and the gun fell into the car again...
"A member of the scum mercenary group?" Qian Mo held a dagger in his left hand and wiped away the blood stagnation on the corners of the blade on the dwarf's body, with a faint smile that seemed to be absent at the corner of his mouth. If Yin Xiong were here, he would definitely feel chilled!
The muscular man's face was pale, and he was holding his chopped off arm weakly, and he was still looking at the short man's body... What Qian Mo did just now was... a complete insult...
He closed his lips tightly, but while looking at Qian Mo with hatred, he also watched all the changes around him. As long as there is a chance, even a slight chance of survival, the mercenary will not give up.
Qian Mo naturally saw the muscular man's movements, but at this time, he was like a hunter toying with his prey, looking at him playfully: "You tell me who the boss behind you is, and I will consider killing him."
Cut off your limbs and end your life."
The voice was indifferent and ordinary. Breaking limbs and then executing him was already a gift. The muscular man knew that this man could do what he said, but although he was not a thing, he still had a basic bottom line. He spoke sarcastically about his first encounter with Qian Mo.
Sentence: "Are you talking nonsense?"
Qian Mo's smile became even brighter. The answer he expected was that he rotated the dagger in his hand around his left wrist, penetrated through the heart of the short man's body, and one-third of the tip reached the muscular man's chest.
‘Hmm!’ The muscular man grunted in pain. As Qian Mo’s stabbing dagger rotated, it was like a meat grinder churning violently at his heart. The muscular man’s face was as pale as paper, but there was only a grunting sound.
A violent and powerful will can produce a kind of pleasure. Qian Mo is not a pervert, but after living repressed in the Middle East for many years, he has an aura of violence and cruelty in his bones, just like the random killings of scum mercenaries. They need an outlet, otherwise
A repressed life can make people go crazy, but the difference is that Qian Mo's violence only targets his enemies!
After stirring for a while, Qian Mo pulled out the dagger, made a fist with his right hand, and punched the corpse that was still clinging to the muscular man. Qian Mo didn't have the skills to beat a cow from across the mountain, so he just used pure strength to solve the problem.
everything
‘Poof!’ The muscular man was separated by another person and was punched so hard that blood spurted out! And the car door he was leaning against buzzed!
His heart was twitching violently, and the muscular man felt that the scenery in front of him had a hazy red color. His eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his appearance was terrifying.
Qian Mo stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face and put the dagger back to his ankle. The muscular man now was just a dying prey. He was not in a hurry!
He took out the stale Yunyan cigarette case from his pocket, took out one and lit it slowly. The smell of blood and smoke mixed together. Qian Mo enjoyed this feeling very much.
Different from the comfort of Qian Mo, his muscles and eyes were lax, but his survival instinct made him shake his dizzy head vigorously to suppress the tiredness. Escape and survive were his only thoughts now.
His left hand no longer held his limp right hand, but used the cover of the short man's body to fumble for the car door. Escape from the car was what he was thinking and doing now.
Feeling his finger touch the door handle, the muscular man stared closely at the young man smoking, while his left hand behind him was slowly twisting the door handle. The sound of 'click' was not clear in the quiet car because of the heavy breathing.
But Qian Mo heard the sound! Or he always knew the muscular man’s next move!
"It took you long enough to open the car door." He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his voice filled with undisguised sarcasm. Qian Mo looked at the dying prey with indifferent eyes, without a trace of pity, but the game was not over yet, he
Not in a hurry to take action
The young man's sudden words made the muscular man's eyes jump even more, but he didn't think much about it because the car door had already opened! His body fell backwards and rolled backwards several times on the cold ground.
He accidentally bumped into a couple walking on the road at night. The man wanted to scold him, but he swallowed the words in his mouth. The man who bumped into his girlfriend was muscular and had blood all over his body, which made him
Silent
Qian Mo watched indifferently as the muscular man stumbled away to the end of the street. He was not in a hurry, because the prey was already a caged bird! After the muscular man escaped from the car, the body of the dwarf leaning on him also slipped out of the car.
After death, there is nothing more than a puddle of mud, and there is not even a person to collect the body. Qian Mo glanced at Chaozi's body and suddenly thought that if he died in the future, would he be lying on the street like him?
After thinking for a moment, he suppressed his thoughts with a self-deprecating smile. He bent down to pick up the pistol that had been dropped twice in the carriage, and slowly raised it. Even though the target prey kept shaking, Qianmo's gun was always locked on the muscular man's head.
However, Qian Mo didn't fire until the muscular man disappeared on the street. Instead, he threw the pistol into the car for the third time. He held the cloud in his hand and slowly walked out of the car. He walked slowly towards the direction where the super muscular man disappeared.
His face was covered with bloodstains carelessly touched. This was what Guo Ling, who was hiding aside, saw Qian Mo. He knew Qian Mo was not a good person, but he didn't expect him to be so bloody. After hesitating for a while, Guo Ling followed.
Qian Mo, who was walking slowly in front, but kept a distance of five meters from his old classmate, Guo Ling felt a sense of strangeness.
Staggering, unlike a drunken man wandering the streets, the muscular man held his limp right arm with his left hand, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and the blood flowing out of the wound in his heart wet the entire black coat, which was occasionally illuminated by the street lights.
Down, shockingly red
It is rare for people to flee for their lives in a panic and nowhere. At this moment, the muscular man really doesn’t know where to escape in this strange city. This time, he and the dwarf are just the pioneers. Only the two of them reached the port city first.
Feeling that the car lights in front were too dazzling, the running muscular man subconsciously stretched out his hand to block some of the light, and his steps did not feel slow enough to stop. He was tired both physically and mentally.
The windowless and unlicensed Hummer stopped less than two meters in front of the muscular man. He opened the door and stepped out of a big man with a wind-blown hairdo. He looked at the breathing muscles with a slightly honest look.
The man grinned, but spoke like a violent bear
Although he was big, he was quick in his movements. He reached in front of the muscular man with one lunge, clenched his palms into a fist, and punched the wound in the heart. The latter couldn't bear the strong force and flew backwards, heavily.
It hit the wall of the shop next to it
"Big guy, don't beat people to death. The boss is coming over later." A man also stepped out of the driver's seat. However, he looked thinner, but the glint in his eyes from time to time made people dare not underestimate him.
, called Xiao Li
"Tsk, tsk, I only used six points of strength. He's not dead or fainting. Nothing's wrong with him." Zhao Xiuli scratched his hair. He was a little excited just now, but he still controlled the strength of the shot well.
When Xiao Li heard what he said, it was no nonsense. He raised his steps and approached the muscular man slumped in the corner. The movement on this side had already attracted the attention of many people wandering the streets at night, but the bloody violence here made them
Don't dare to get close, only dare to watch from a distance
"One of those scumbag mercenaries?" Xiao Li stepped on the muscular man's right fingers as if they were treading flat ground, even though the other man's body was curling up in pain: "The boss of your group is called Di Long. Well, I've heard that he is pretty good."
The person who can give Bai Nao Xiao Li a good comment is indeed good, but he is just good.
The muscular man was shocked. They always do things in a secretive manner, but this man can directly tell Brother Dick's name!
"You guys are really quick in your actions. You were able to figure out Qianmo's location as soon as you arrived in Hong Kong City. You just need to tell me the connection location of the intelligence network that your boss gave you, and I can make the decision to keep your body intact."
When Xiao Li saw the muscular man's disdainful gaze, he already knew this. Although his expression was as usual, the intensity of stepping on his fingertips increased in vain, and the fragile bones made a cracking sound.
It seems that Li Qi's control of Hong Kong City is not fully in place in recent times. Perhaps the outposts placed by other forces in Hong Kong City many years ago have begun to operate, and Xiao Li needs to remove them!
"What did you ask?" When Xiao Li had an idea, Qian Mo had already walked over, and behind Qian Mo was Guo Ling
This was the first time Guo Ling met Xiao Li and Zhao Xiuli. They had a fierce aura that was different from ordinary people. The killing intent in their eyes made Guo Ling fearful.
Xiao Li also glanced at the person behind Qian Mo, but didn't care and nodded to Qian Mo: "I still can't find what I want, it will take a while."
It is true that the opponent's chess pieces that have been rooted for many years cannot be pulled out overnight. Although Qian Mo has a gloomy heart, he also knows the principle of step by step. He looks at the muscular man slumped against the wall, his slightly cloudy eyes showing murderous intent.
"I have taken in a person, and I need to help him get rid of his wanted status and do it more quickly."
Xiao Li understood what he meant. Forging a false identity only meant that the face of the deceased could not be seen clearly. It could be disfigured or dismembered.
Qian Mo turned around and looked at Guo Ling. Qian Mo knew when he followed her just now, and he deliberately kept a distance. Qian Mo also understood the reason, but Qian Mo couldn't help it.
"Guo Ling, if you go down this road, you may see this kind of scene often in the future. I'm sorry for that."
His lips were a little white, and Guo Ling smiled bitterly after hearing Qian Mo's words. When he decided to board Qian Mo's boat, he never thought that there would be such a killing. However, he had no way out, and he would not retreat and take a deep breath of cold air.
A smile appeared on Guo Ling's face, even if it was forced
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