Brother Xiong reacted immediately and looked up, only to see two figures appearing in the door at some point. They looked very young. One of them was of medium build, about 20 years old, with a medium build and a smile on his face.
With a relaxed smile.
The other one was a little childish and dressed in white. What impressed him most was his pair of dark green eyes, which made him shiver. Now behind him.
"Who are you and how did you get in?" Brother Xiong said sharply, asking two questions quickly.
He knows everyone in this branch, including the captured piglets, thanks to his extraordinary memory.
He reached into his trouser pocket and silently pressed a button.
Li Chuan ignored him, glanced around, and then walked in the direction of Mark.
Only then did the three subordinates next to them react. Their first reaction was that the person coming was evil.
The burly man pulled out the iron rod from his body and swung it at Li Chuan. He was very skillful in his movements and was about to bully him.
The next second, a head soared into the air, and splashes of blood obscured everyone's sight. "Bang~" The head was sunk into the wall, and a vicious expression solidified on the face, vividly, with bright red blood flowing along the wall.
Flowed down.
With a "plop", the headless body fell to the ground.
Ulquiorra clenched his fist, without a drop of blood on his hand: "I didn't control my strength well." His voice was calm, without any fluctuation.
Everything happened in an instant, and everyone present was stunned on the spot, with panic gradually appearing on their faces.
Brother Xiong's heart skipped a beat. Could it be the police? Impossible. If it was the police, the news would have been leaked long ago.
Li Chuan walked straight to Mark. Now Mark's mind was blank, and there was only one consciousness in his heart: "Killing, killing..." Looking at the still lifelike head on the wall, he trembled suddenly and almost fainted. When the light dimmed, it was a strange young man.
"Are you Mark?"
Mark had lost the ability to speak. He kicked his feet hard on the ground repeatedly, and his eyes were filled with fear.
Li Chuan frowned, and a clear feeling suddenly flowed out of Mark's mind. He was suddenly aroused, and he answered quickly as if he was having a flashback: "Yes, yes, yes."
"How about we make a deal?"
Mark didn't know why and nodded quickly. What kind of place is this? How could such a thing happen? If he had known it, he would not have left Beijing. He suddenly felt sad.
"Brother, no matter how much money you want, I will give it to you. Whatever you ask me to do, I will promise you." Mark begged.
"Okay, how about I rescue you and live in your house for fifteen years?"
That's it? After hearing this, Mark felt hope rekindled in his heart: "Don't say fifteen years, I can give it to you as a gift."
"Pah." Li Chuan quickly snapped his fingers: "Deal."
"Ulquiorra."
"Yes, Brother Wang..."
"Take him with you."
Ulquiorra stepped forward and saw the handcuffs that Mark was restrained by. In Mark's disbelieving eyes, he pinched lightly with two fingers and made a "click" sound, and the handcuffs instantly fell into pieces.
The three of them left the room as if no one was around.
"Tap...tap...tap." A series of heavy footsteps came closer and closer. The people in front were holding machetes and sticks.
When I saw the headless corpse and followed the blood stains to see the head on the wall, I felt a chill in my heart. The originally fierce eyes suddenly became kind, and I subconsciously took a few steps back. These people usually bully the weak and fear the strong, but when they encounter blood, they are more vulnerable than ordinary people.
No one is much stronger.
Brother Xiong now wanted to kill Wang Bo. It was obvious that the target of these two people was Mark, and they glared at him viciously.
Wang Bo was so frightened that he was out of his body and quickly begged for mercy: "Brother Xiong, I don't know either, I really don't know."
Now was not the time to settle accounts. Brother Xiong knew clearly and said loudly: "Let them go first." His subordinates understood and made way for an aisle. Until the end, no one dared to sneak attack. At some point, most people felt cold in their vests.
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Seeing Li Chuan and the others walking out of the room, he quickly went upstairs, opened the closet, and fumbled for a submachine gun. Feeling safe again, he was convinced that he didn't know how the other party cut off their heads, and he would never let them leave here alive.
.
He had finally won this stronghold. Thinking about this, the fear in his eyes was replaced by fierceness.
"The magical thing about ignorance is that it is above reason and is directed by reason." Li Chuan said at this time.
Ulquiorra turned around, with no emotion in his dark green eyes. Mark didn't know why, even though it was night, he could still see the thin young man on the tall building, posing in a strange posture.
When I took a closer look, I was shocked to see that it was a gun.
Brother Xiong laughed hysterically and arrogantly: "Go to hell." After saying that, he decisively pulled the trigger.
At the same time, Ulquiorra took a step forward and pushed forward with one palm. In front of the bullet whose trajectory was completely unclear, in his eyes, he was like an ant crawling.
There was a burst of crazy output, and Brother Xiong's eyes showed doubts. There was no splash of blood as expected, and the three of them were still standing there intact.
Suddenly, his whole body shook, his eyes gradually lost their luster, and his whole body slowly fell backwards. The large hollow hole in his chest was shocking.
Mark had just seen a scene he had only seen in TV series. Dozens of bullets stopped abruptly in front of the green-eyed boy, solidified in the air, and then lost their strength and fell to the ground.
What is going on? The scene in front of him impacted the concepts he had built up since childhood and shattered them in an instant.
"Plop." He sat down on the ground and kicked his feet back hard. The two people in front of him were even more terrifying than the previous encounter.
When Li Chuan saw this, he didn't take it seriously and said patiently: "Mr. Mark, don't forget our agreement."
After hearing this, Mark's heart jumped wildly: "Brother, I will give you the house." He made up his mind to move immediately, or at worst go abroad. These two strange young people were too scary.
"No, but I have a request."
Mark's throat was dry and he swallowed hard: "You said."
"I haven't thought of it yet."
At this time, there was a commotion from the villa. They were working on the night shift, and the lights were weak. These men could not see the bullets, but after hearing the gunshots, the three people on the opposite side stood there unharmed. They went up to check in confusion and found out
Brother Xiong’s body.
Ulchio stretched out his right hand and pinched it, "The Fifty-four of the Broken Paths? Wasted Flame."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud explosion, green fire shot into the sky, and hot waves of fire swept around. After a while, the area that was originally a small building turned into a bare area.
Mark stood numbly, with inexplicable emotions on his face. Suddenly his eyes hardened. He didn't know where he got the strength to come to Ulquiorra, and grabbed his collar in the face of the other person's surprised eyes: "Asshole
, do you know what you are doing?"
His eyes were filled with blood-red anger, completely forgetting the fear just now.
"No matter how heinous they are, they must be punished by law. Besides..." At this point, his anger increased: "There are many victims inside, and they are all innocent people."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a huge pain in his body and his mind went blank. His body flew backwards and broke several tree trunks before he could stop. He fell to the ground like a deflated ball, exuding a deathly gray color.<
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"You should thank the person who hurt you just now, otherwise you would be dead." Ulquiorra slowly walked up to Mark, putting his hands in his pockets and showing no expression.
"You...are...devils." Mark used his last strength to turn his head and look at the barren open space.
There was obviously so much fresh life just now, but it was like a dream, all gone.
"Poor human beings, even though they can't do it, can use their anger to do extraordinary things, lose their minds, and still retain some of their animal instincts? In fact, they are vulnerable."
"Pity that has no effect, the weak keep each other warm? That's all."
Ulquiorra was also confused, how could such a thing be noticed by the king? Is he worthy? Any lowly Hollow in Hueco Mundo could crush an ordinary human in front of him to death. He had repeatedly confirmed that the other person was just an ordinary human.