The door was gently pushed open, and Ning Chen walked in slowly, "You guessed it right. As a reward, how about I let you die last?"
"Whoosh!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Chen stretched out his hand and pinched it, and there was a flying knife on his fingertips. He glanced at Tom who looked shocked, and then flicked his fingers, and the flying knife in his hand suddenly disappeared.
"Uh... uh..."
When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw Tom covering his throat with his hands, blood flowing out from between his fingers, and a flying knife stuck in his throat, all the way to the handle, coming out through his neck.
His eyes showed disbelief and fear. Tom fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, covering his throat with one hand and raising the other hand to Ning Chen. He didn't know whether he wanted to ask for mercy or to ask for help.
But no one paid attention to him at this time. The bearded man retreated to the wall with a look of fear, while the big man raised the sand eagle and pulled the trigger mercilessly.
Then, he didn't pull the button!
The big man's face changed instantly, and there was an uncontrollable fear in his heart.
"This is a psychological effect. Believe in yourself. The pistol is fine. Just shoot!" Bald Carl hid behind the sofa. He saw the big man's movements and shouted hurriedly.
The big man's face turned red, and he pulled the trigger hard, but unfortunately he couldn't pull it. Seeing Ning Chen's half-smiling expression, he suddenly roared, threw away the pistol, and punched Ning Chen.
"Die to me!"
"boom!"
Punch to punch, Ning Chen also punched him casually.
Everyone in the room heard a continuous "click" sound immediately afterwards, and the big man howled miserably, flew out directly, hit the wall near the door of the house with a bang, and then slid down the wall.
Bald Carl looked over and saw that the big man's right arm was twisted irregularly and was obviously broken in more than one place. Moreover, he made no sound at this time, and it was not known whether he was unconscious or dead.
The middle-aged man quickly reached out and took out a pistol from the drawer, pointed it at Ning Chen, "Stop!"
Ning Chen very obediently stopped, smiled at the middle-aged man, and then raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The middle-aged man saw his beard and his brains fell to the ground at the same time as if their bones had been ripped out.
The middle-aged man's pupils shrank suddenly, his hands trembled, and he asked Ning Chen in a trembling voice, "What did you do to them?"
"The Du Yuan who called you just now, do you know where he lives now?" Ning Chen ignored the middle-aged man's question and asked himself.
The middle-aged man exerted force on his hand, and sure enough, he did not pull the trigger. Looking at Ning Chen's indifferent expression, he showed a smile that was uglier than pain, and said in a trembling voice, "I, I don't know, I didn't ask."
Seeing Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, the middle-aged man quickly continued, "I'm going to ask now!"
He hurriedly picked up the phone and dialed the number tremblingly. He still had some sense and knew that if he called Du Yuan, it would be impossible to find out his address, so he called the introducer who introduced Du Yuan, Cross.
The middle-aged man found out Du Yuan's address in a roundabout way, and looked at Ning Chen with a flattering smile, "He lives at the Leiden Hotel, but I don't know the specific room number."
"Thank you." Ning Chen nodded.
"Don't dare, don't dare." The middle-aged man replied with a guilty conscience, "This is what Du Yuan asked us to do to deal with you. We are just swords. Please spare me."
Seeing the deep resentment and fear hidden in the middle-aged man's eyes, Ning Chen showed no expression on his face, and the seven evil spirits were activated. The middle-aged man's internal organs were shattered almost in an instant, and he died unexpectedly.
"You want my life, and you also want me to spare you. I don't know if you are naive or because you think I am too kind?"
Ning Chen flicked his fingers, and several clumps of fierce sky fire floated onto the five corpses in the room. In an instant, the corpses were destroyed and no traces were left. Even the blood that the gangster shed was burned away. It was as if these five people came out of this room out of thin air.
It's like disappearing from the office.
…
"Nakata-kun, where is that woman?" Matsui Ichiro asked with some confusion.
Haruyuki Nakata shook his head, "Something went wrong and they ran away."
Then I briefly told Ichiro Matsui what happened tonight.
"That's it. That's such a pity. That woman is really smart." Matsui Ichiro sighed, "And that man actually tempted me to ask the local gangsters. Damn it."
Thinking of the appearance of the beautiful woman next to Ning Chen, Haruyuki Nakata couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, but still sighed, "I don't know where they live, and after what happened tonight, I guess they will live there in the future."
I don’t dare to come out anymore.”
Patting Matsui Ichiro's shoulder, Haruyuki Nakata smiled and said, "Okay, cheer up. Since we haven't caught these two Chinese people, let's go to Xiaodongdu Custom Shop. There are many girls from all over the world there.
There are also ones from China!”
"Yo Xi." Ichiro Matsui showed a mean smile, "I want the most beautiful Chinese woman."
"Don't worry." Haruyuki Nakata laughed and said, "I will definitely choose the most beautiful one for you and the one who knows how to serve others."
"Thank you, Mr. Nakata!" Matsui Ichiro's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.
"Is he also the one you arrested?" A voice suddenly sounded.
"Of course, she was still me half a year ago..." Haruyuki Nakata was just halfway through his words when his eyes suddenly widened and he turned around to look at the corner of the room.
This was a private room in a Japanese food store. He and Ichiro Matsui were the only two people there. But at this moment, a third person appeared in the corner of the private room. He stood quietly in the corner and looked at them indifferently. He was from the Dahama Gang.
Ning Chen.
"It's you!" Haruhi Nakata's eyes narrowed, he quickly pulled out the pistol from his waist and pulled the trigger on Ning Chen.
Seeing the Japanese man with a red face and exerting all his strength, Ning Chen raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a sarcastic smile, "That Australian bearded man didn't tell you that when they pointed their guns at me, they couldn't even buckle it.
Pull the trigger?"
He used his true energy to lock the mechanism spring inside the pistol. If an ordinary person could pull the button, Ning Chen would swallow the gun in his hand.
Ichiro Matsui turned around and opened the door of the private room, trying to escape. The result was the same as Haruyuki Nakata, he pulled hard, but the door did not move at all, as if it was welded to the door frame of the private room.
"Come here! Come here!" Ichiro Matsui slapped the wall and shouted loudly.
No one responded. It was as if the private room was suddenly in a dimensional space. The sounds inside could not be heard from outside, and the sounds from outside could not be transmitted inside.
Ichiro Matsui was still going crazy, and Haruyuki Nakata caught sight of the former's movements from the corner of his eyes. Cold sweat flowed from his temples like a stream, and then his eyes turned back to Ning Chen.
Then, he put down his gun and immediately knelt down, "Please spare my life!"