"Crack" to pull out the Gurkha sword. Beilong frowned and squatted down. His fair and slender fingers gently stroked the slightly deformed blade. The equipment he bought from a profiteer still didn't work. The last time he got the King of Yue Goujian sword from the museum in the last end of the world was really the conscience of the industry...

Wait a moment! There seems to be a dripping sound! Did the car leak oil? Bei Long suddenly raised his eyes, but happened to see the hammer with tears in his face. Hammer cried while his body was trembling...

The strange smell of smell drifted out from the open car window. Beilong suddenly understood something. The phoenix eyes narrowed into a beautiful crescent moon. He smiled very well and greeted the trembling hammer:

"Have you peed?"

Why do you speak like asking "Have you eaten?" The hammer rushing down from the big head, tears flowing back into a river. The threat of death made him forget the dignity of living. He responded tremblingly to this god of killing:

"Brother, spare me..."

Beilong said: "Haha."

Even if he had never eaten pork, he had seen the pig leave. As the silver medal thug under the underground emperor Basong, Hammer forced himself to confess to the rioters. He hurriedly explained what he knew: "Brother, they are all black scorpions!

"After you killed the prince, Black Scorpion immediately spoke to our boss on the phone!

"He gave our boss a plan, saying that Xiaoqiang would definitely contact him if he wanted to run away, so let's set up an ambush first!

"But Xiaoqiang has not contacted him. He was anxious and called our boss again, saying that Xiaoqiang and Mary had the best relationship. If Xiaoqiang didn't run away immediately, he would have hid in Mary's place!

"Now Mary has been taken away by our boss, and our boss's villa is in Balabarabala in Hangdong District..."

There was no need for Beilong torture, and the hammer explained clearly like a bamboo tube bean.

"Black Scorpion, your mother sold the corpse!" Wang Qiang was furious when he heard this. He picked up the machete that someone had dropped. He rushed into the ravine like a mad dog to find the Black Scorpion whip the corpse. He thought that the Black Scorpion was really forced to do anything in Basong's hands. It turned out that eight years of friendship was just a business!

Bei Long looked at the back of his cousin with sympathy. In fact, these are just basic operations in the end of the world.

He had guessed the truth about this a long time ago, but he just didn't want to sprinkle salt on his cousin's wound.

"Let me think of a way, how can I kill Basong?" Beilong turned to the hammer with a smile, and polished the blade on the window frame with the blade. The "squeaking" metal friction sound made my scalp numb.

"There's no way!" Hammer said without hesitation: "Our boss has more than a dozen gunmen in his villa, all of whom are retired veterans. His shooting skills are all aimed at hitting wherever he is! In addition to the gunmen, our boss also hired a Muay Thai champion as his personal bodyguard. That Muay Thai champion is a fierce man who has won thirteen consecutive victories in the black market boxing. A silver medal thug like us can beat ten..."

"Then change one," Beilong decisively retreated. Although he had evolved initially, he could not withstand the bullets. He decided to first achieve a small goal, for example: "Let me find a way to save Mary!"

"There's no choice!" Hammer said without hesitation: "Mary is in our eldest villa. We have more than a dozen gunmen in our eldest villa, all of whom are retired veterans, and the shooting skills are all..."

"Bang!" Beilong fired the lighter and lit a gate of the sky. After taking a breath of delicious food, he sprinkled the ashes into Hammer's nostril, choking the hammer soaked while crying.

"Don't be so anxious. Think slowly, you will always think of it." Bei Long looked down at him with a smile: "I can give you a cigarette and think about it slowly. When I finish smoking this cigarette, if you haven't figured it out..."

After a smile, Beilong did not continue to say anything, and did not even look at him again. Instead, he stood up and walked around like a lion patrolling his territory, watching the scavengers find their living mouths.

Many people survived, and all of them were injured. The one with the least injured had a broken arm. After being pulled out of the car by the scavengers, they picked up their tendons one by one. These were all methods to deal with the desperate.

Who is the thug who is so confident to send them to ambush them? Who is not a bloody desperate person with both hands?

The thugs were all sank on the ground with a dead face, as if they could not turn over. It was not scary to break their hands and feet, but the tendons of the hands and feet were picked. Even if the current medical level can be obtained, don’t think of chopping people anymore. It would be good to be able to support your family as honestly as an ordinary person…

"Brother Long," Bai Maoer came over and reported to Bei Long respectfully: "A total of twenty-one, six died, and all the living except the hammer were picked out by us..."

"Thank you for your hard work!" Bei Long actually admired Baimaoer very much. Although Baimaoer is old and has white hair, she is energetic and has a red face. She is as quick-witted as a young man when she works.

Seeing that he looked respectful, he felt a little embarrassed. In addition, Bai Maoer performed the best when the big pot rebelled. Bei Long wanted to win over the hearts of the people, so he asked with a smile: "How do you usually keep your health?"

"Ah?" Baimaoer was stunned for a moment and said carefully: "I didn't have much health preservation. I just played mahjong during the day. At night, I would go out to work with my boss. After I finished my work, I would ask us to kill chickens. If I had no work, I would go out to drink with my brothers. Three packs of cigarettes a day and half a pound of wine..."

Bei Long looked at him with a strange look: "You are old and old?"

Baimaoer: "Twenty-eight..."

"Brother Long, he doesn't have a white hair!" The big pot came over, smiling like a chrysanthemum in full bloom: "It's like this since I met him the first day!"

Because of the speed of life and death, Daguo was excluded from the circle by his brothers. Seeing that Beilong was approachable and chatting with Baimaoer, Daguo felt that he might be able to save him. As the saying goes, "Don't hit a smiley person with a fist, it's hard to keep people from thousands of miles away with him, right?"

Beilong's mouth twitched twice invisible: "Get out!"

The big pot's face turned into a mourning moment in a second, and he squatted and drew circles with his tail in a dirt face.

Beilong patted Baimaoer on the shoulder. He finally couldn't say what he wanted to say. He could only send him a cigarette away. Seeing that the cigarette in his hand was only left with a cigarette butt, he raised the Gurkha saber and chopped it towards Hammer's head without saying a word. Hammer howled like a pig:
Chapter completed!