When they woke up, the European man and No. 22 shook their sore heads. They looked at each other, and then both smiled helplessly.
They were drunk!
That's right, they, who have always had good drinkers, actually drank too much yesterday and fell unconscious.
They both have good drinking capacity, but they got drunk last night. What made them speechless the most was that they were drunk, and the two women had a stronger drinking capacity than them. After they got drunk, they seemed to be still drunk.
It is indeed a magical country where even women are so strong. What is this?
Although they didn't succeed in hunting, they did get a lot of money. They didn't even know how much they drank last night. Anyway, they drank for a long time. The table and floor were full of wine bottles.
The two of them felt like they had met the legendary bartender. After rescuing the two beauties, they started to make various excuses, and then toasted them one cup after another, and drank one cup after another.
Could it be that it was really the legendary bartender? Everything, including those few gangsters, was a scene prepared in advance? If so, they really had nothing to say. They could only use two words to describe it, professional!
What happened last night can be regarded as a capsize in the gutter. Fortunately, they were not seriously injured.
"On the 22nd, what happened last night will always be rotten in our stomachs." The European man reminded that it was a shame.
"What happened last night? It's nothing. We stayed in the room the whole time and didn't go out." No. 22 said with a puzzled look.
The European man grinned. It seemed that Number 22 was smarter than he thought.
Both of them were thinking at the same time that if they had the opportunity to see those two damn bartenders again in the future, they would definitely not be so polite to them and punish them without saying a word, bartender?
The two wanted to think about it, but they had to admit that the two women last night were really beautiful and sexy. They were as big as they should be, as small as they should be, and as perky as they should be. They were the most beautiful ones they had ever seen.
Beautiful oriental woman.
pity!
"Get ready for action." No. 22 put away his messy thoughts.
The other party nodded, and after a brief tidying up, the two quietly left the small private house.
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Today is Sunday. For many people, it is an ordinary day, and it is also a day when countless salarymen can sleep in. However, for a few, today is a special day.
"Master, everyone is inside." Chen Le appeared in front of Ye Wutian and pointed to a small building and said to Ye Wutian.
Ye Wutian nodded and stared forward, "Move, let brothers be careful, catch them if they can, and kill if they can't."
Chen Le said: "Understood."
With a wave of his hand, Chen Le led a group of brothers to sneak towards the target.
Ye Wutian stood there, he would never let go of anyone who wanted to hurt him.
At the same time, things were going on in several other places in Dongcheng. Zheng Zhongren and Ye Wutian worked together, and he led people to arrest the other two.
Chen Le and others were discovered before they could sneak into the building. The other party was indeed an elite, very alert and reacted quickly enough. Fortunately, Chen Le and others were well prepared, and they themselves were definitely not ordinary people. After the devil's style of Lion Head,
In training, everyone is a master.
The two sides came into direct contact and started fighting, but it was an unfair battle from the beginning. There were many people on Chen Le's side, and ten people formed a group. In addition, there were snipers on standby at the commanding heights not far away.
On the other hand, there were only two people on the other side. Even if they resisted desperately, they could not break out.
After a bloody fight, one of the opponents was killed and one was injured. Three people on Chen Le's side were injured, one of whom was seriously injured.
The fighting lasted for more than ten minutes before it stopped.
"Master." Chen Le came over with the still living target.
Ye Wutian glanced at the opponent, and then glanced at Chen Le and the others. Although they won this battle, they had already lost. There were only two people on the opponent's side, but there were ten people on Chen Le's side. In this case, three people were injured.
The cost is a bit high. If we were equally powerful and had the same number of people, would the result still be the same as now? I'm afraid not necessarily.
"Listen, I will only ask my question once, and I hope you can answer it truthfully." Ye Wutian took Xue Ying's samurai sword. "Who asked you to come?"
The other party said nothing, gritted his teeth and glared at Ye Wutian, showing an expression that he would rather die than surrender.
Seeing this, Ye Wutian swung his knife and the opponent's right arm fell off.
It wasn't until his right arm fell that he realized what he was doing and the screams started to sound.
Ye Wutian, who had cut off someone else's arm, seemed to have remembered something just now, and said apologetically: "Oh, did I tell you just now? A question represents an arm. If I didn't say it, then I forgot, sorry!"
Chen Le sweated secretly. The young master's move left everyone speechless. He could only use two words to describe it: powerful.
Forget? Can such a thing be forgotten? He didn't know that such a thing could be forgotten.
When this guy meets the young master, he can only think that he is unlucky. Then again, no matter who encounters this kind of torture, he will probably go crazy.
"Who asked you to come?" Ye Wutian asked again, still the same question.
The other party was still screaming, and I don't know if he heard it. Anyway, he didn't answer Ye Wutian's question.
When he didn't get an answer, Ye Wutian took action again. In a flash of cold light, the opponent's other arm was broken off.
Two bloody arms lay quietly on the ground, looking very shocking.
Before the other party's screams ended, the huge pain caused him to scream again and even more shrillly.
"Don't stare at me like that. I already told you that it was you who didn't answer." Ye Wutian said, with an innocent look on his face, as if she was doing the right thing.
After slashing the opponent's two arms in succession, Ye Wutian did not continue, but stopped, took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the opponent, and then sent the photo via text message, with the sentence attached, "This
Do you know the person?"
After successfully sending the photo, Ye Wutian put away his phone and asked the maddening question again, "Who asked you to come?"
Undoubtedly, his question was also unanswered. It wasn't that he didn't want to answer this time. In his eyes, Ye Wutian was a devil, a murderous devil.
Before the person could say anything, Ye Wutian had already swung his knife away and chopped off one of the person's legs.
Chen Le thought to himself, it seems that everyone is ready to say it, but the young master doesn't give them a chance, what is the reason?
Perhaps the young master never thought of asking anything from the other party from the beginning.
Of course, the young master himself has to know the specific situation.
"Who asked you to come?" Ye Wutian ignored the other party's screams and still asked the speechless question. "You only have one leg left. Don't you even want this leg?"
"I..." the other party said reluctantly.
However, the moment he opened his mouth, Ye Wutian's knife was launched again. Therefore, the final result was that the other party only said one word. He finally opened his mouth in pain, but only said one simple word, and then the only remaining
That leg was also chopped off by Ye Wutian, turning it into a living meat stick.
Chen Le and others finally understood that Young Master Qingqing was really like that. From the beginning, he never thought about asking anything from this person's mouth. To put it bluntly, he just wanted to torture the other person.
Chen Le and others were secretly lucky that they had not offended the young master. Otherwise, if they were treated in this way by the young master, they might as well just commit suicide by swallowing a gun, which would at least reduce a little pain.
After cutting off the person's limbs, Ye Wutian took out his phone again, took a picture of the person, and then sent it out: "Can you still recognize him?"
Both text messages were sent to the same person. Although the other party didn't reply, Ye Wutian didn't care at all.
His limbs were cut off continuously, and the opponent fainted instantly. He lost too much blood and his whole body turned as white as a piece of paper.
"Director Zheng, how are you doing there?" Ye Wutian dialed Zheng Zhongren's number and put the phone to his ear.
In less than a minute, Ye Wutian ended the call with Zheng Zhongren and left alone with Xue Ying.
In today's battle, Zheng Zhongren's side suffered heavy losses. One brother was killed and another was seriously injured. Fortunately, all three target persons were caught and successfully captured.
"Give them to me." Ye Wutian was polite and went directly to the topic.
Zheng Zhongren, with red eyes, nodded in agreement.
Ye Wutian ignored the consolation and took out his mobile phone to take another picture of the three target people. This guy was addicted to taking pictures today.
Send the photo to that number for the third time.
"Three of you, I am the Ye Wutian you want to kill. From now on, you listen to me. I will only ask all questions once. Who asked you to come?" Ye Wutian put away the phone and asked. Fortunately, Chen Le
If they weren't here, they would definitely be shocked by Ye Wutian's question. It's the same question every time. Can they come up with something new?
Ye Wutian thought that the text message he sent this time would disappear again, but unexpectedly, that was not the case. The number actually called him very quickly. However, Ye Wutian did not answer it. When the phone rang, he pressed the button directly.
Lose.
After a while, the phone that had just been pressed rang again. This time it was still the same. Ye Wutian did not intend to answer it and pressed it again.
"Does anyone answer my question?" Ye Wutian asked.
From the beginning, this was an unfair game, and only Ye Wutian could change the rules of the game.
With one swing of the knife, all three arms were cut off. In front of Xue Ying's samurai sword, which cut iron as well as clay, cutting three arms was as easy as cutting tofu.
"I said, I will only ask once, I hope you can answer honestly." Ye Wutian asked: "Who asked you to come?"
The other three fell into collective silence again.
Ye Wutian admired them very much, but despite admiration, he still continued his actions.
"Still no one answered, alas! Do you know? In fact, I really don't want to do this, I don't want to cut off your hands, but you forced me." After Ye Wutian finished speaking, he waved the knife directly.
When Zheng Zhongren saw this, he was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother. What kind of show was this kid? He wanted to directly kill people and silence them? If that was the case, he didn't have to go to such trouble to arrest these people just now and just asked the sniper to send a few bullets to them.
, wouldn’t it be easier?
Ye Wutian seemed very satisfied with his work. He took out his mobile phone to take pictures again and sent it to the number again. He liked playing such a game, it was exciting and not dangerous. (To be continued)