As long as these two homeless men kill Malan, he will take action to solve them and then create a scene where the spoils are divided and they will not be able to kill each other.

Everything comes naturally!

He continued to take the title of a great charity and enjoy the respect and admiration of him by everyone.

As soon as these words were said, the two homeless men immediately smiled, threw away the steamed bun in their hands, swung the dog-beating stick next to them, and climbed up all the time

He got up and smiled grimly at Malan, "Girl, don't be afraid! Brother, try to make you die as much as possible!"

As long as you kill Malan, you will go to the big city to eat and drink spicy food!

No longer have to be hungry and full, and cheat and cheat and ask for steamed buns to eat!

...

In the flames, Malan's face was as pale as paper.

Because of fear, she was more angry. She gasped and waved her duffle hard to try to force the two streams to retreat.

The Ugly Man, step by step, and after returning to the door panel, "Get out! Get out of here! If I die, I will not let go even if I become a ghost.

Pass you!"

On the other hand, Qian Jianlong looked like an outsider, holding his hands in front of his chest, looking at Malan who was struggling with great pleasure, and in a deep voice

He woke up, "It must be resolved within ten minutes! Otherwise, I will take the money and leave!"

The poisoning case is still looking for the murderer, and it is hard to guarantee that he will not be found. He must resolve it quickly. Malan returns to the hotel and wait for the police.

Check it out on the door.

At that time, he will take the opportunity to report to the police about Malan's disappearance and confirm the charge of Malan's poisoning!

This case was successfully resolved!

The two homeless men nodded and said, "Don't worry, boss! Let's deal with this stinky girl right away!"

After saying that, when they turned to face Malan, a fierce light suddenly appeared in their eyes, and they swung the dog-beating stick and waved it mercilessly.

Malan hurriedly turned sideways, barely avoided the dog-beating stick, took out the kitchen knife hidden behind the door, and slashed at the two homeless men.

He roared with bloody eyes, "Come on! Come on! If anyone is not afraid of death, let the horse come over! I will accompany you to hell!"

This is a kitchen knife used to prevent money, and is now used to cut and kill homeless people!

Kill one! Make one!

Once this man becomes fierce, even ten cows can't stop him!

Malan is like the King of Hell who seeks life from hell, with a creeping murderous aura all over his body, and every knife he cut out is desperate!

Bang! The dog-beating stick in her hand was cut into two pieces by her kitchen knife and fell to the ground. Her arm was cut by her.

The red blood immediately burst out and dyed his clothes.

These two homeless men had never seen such a cruel woman. They felt timid in their hearts and slowly retreated.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qian Jianlong picked up the broken stool beside him and smashed it hard at Malan. He said ashamed and annoyed, "Smell, like

If you run away, this matter will be over! But you just want to come back! You dare to hide a kitchen knife!" This kitchen knife is definitely used to deal with it.

Pay him!

If it weren't for these two homeless men, he might have stabbed Malan!

Bang!

Malan was caught off guard and smashed the stool hard. Two homeless men rushed up and punched Malan.

"You are not to be jealous of death! Let you use the knife!"

"Damn it, I'm so scared!"

"I'll let you cut me off, let you cut me off!"

...

If Qian Jianlong hadn't been in a hurry, they would have killed her first and then killed her!

The two homeless men were red in their eyes, kicking Malan hard on the stomach, shoulders, heads, and limbs...

…

The ruined temple was filled with Malan's miserable screams.

Puff puff puff--

The bright red blood was like an arrow from her mouth, squirting from the ground in front of her eyes, which was very terrifying.

Qian Jianlong looked at Malan who was screaming coldly, as if he was looking at a dead dog, without a trace in his eyes.

Compassion and sympathy.

"Didn't you eat? All the fucking tricks on me! Beat it to death!"

A couple for a hundred days a day of kindness!

In his eyes, Malan is just a dog he raised!

Once there is no value in use, there will be only one dead end!

I don’t know how long it took, but Malan finally rolled her eyes and kicked her legs and completely fainted.

The two homeless men threw the dog-beating stick in their hands and ran over to seek credit, "Boss, she is dead!" They can

Take the money and leave!

Qian Jianlong glanced at Malan, who looked like a bloody eye, walked up and kicked her. After confirming that she was not alive, he withdrew his gaze.

It fell on the two homeless men, pointed to the banknotes that fell on the ground expressionlessly, and said lightly, "Here, there are 10,000 yuan in total! Multiple points

Younger, whatever you want!"

The implication is that even if one of them is taken away, he will pretend not to see it!

"Ten thousand yuan?"

so much?

Even if the staff working in a wool mill saves for thirty years without eating or drinking, they can only get so much money!

As soon as these words were said, the two homeless men took a breath and looked at each other, and their hearts started to beating.

No matter who takes this money, you will never have to worry about food and drink in the rest of your life!

The next second, a strong murderous intent flashed through their eyes and rushed towards each other, and used all their strength to pick up the wooden stick and swing it towards each other, "

Brother, go to die! I will burn paper for you on the road to the underworld!"

People die for money and birds die for food!

Even if it is a brother who shares weal and woe!

They have already killed Malan and are destined to be desperate for the rest of their lives. Why bother to kill one more person?

As long as you take this money, you will definitely live a good life!

Qian Jianlong looked at the homeless man fighting each other, curled his lips and brought a sure smile, "Money can make the devil push the grinding! What's more,

A homeless man who is scared of poverty? As long as he uses a little trick, these two people will definitely kill each other!’

A few minutes later, one of the homeless men finally killed the opponent!

He stood up proudly, "Boss, this money belongs to me alone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp kitchen knife pointed at his head!

Puff!

The bright red blood mixed with brain matter and sprinkled on the wall.

The homeless man didn't even snort, but fell down straight.

Qian Jianlong held a kitchen knife and his eyes were red. He slashed at the dead homeless man one after another, with blood and brain muddy over him.

The face is like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, horrifying.

"Everyone is stupid, but they actually want to make money!"

"Hahaha!! They are all dead! They are so dead! I'm safe!"

...

The frustration that has been under my heart for so many years has finally been released!

--

Outside the temple, Su Wanqing and Chu Haotian arrived at the same time.

When they broke in, they happened to see Qian Jianlong trying to wipe off the fingerprints on the hilt of the kitchen knife.

Tick ​​tick!

His hands, which were swinging the kitchen knife, were covered in blood, and the blade was dripping blood, which was very terrifying!
To be continued...