The middle-aged man sorted out his clothes, then turned his head again and said to the person behind him, "Let's go!"

However, the middle-aged man had only taken two steps away. The unconscious man on the ground just now stood up again. At this time, the man with a buzz cut was already holding a dagger in his hand.

Bang!

Without saying a word, the middle-aged man took out a gun and shot the man in the chest. The man in the buzzhead immediately stopped. At this time, a big blood hole was opened in the chest.

The man with a buzz cut seemed to have not felt that he had lost his life, and his eyes were still focused on the child.

The middle-aged man who killed his companion would leave again as if he had nothing to do, and did not look at the lost man with a buzz cut.

"You... you actually killed him?" The mouse couldn't help but widen his eyes, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in shock and angrily and spoke.

"How can you do this? What did Pan Zi do? You actually killed him!"

"The boss has made it clear. Be sure to ensure the safety of this child!" The middle-aged man said coldly.

"He actually wanted to threaten the safety of his child, so I can only use this method to remove the threat. Why? Do you want to continue creating a threat?"

The mouse was extremely angry and wanted to take out a gun and blow the middle-aged man's head directly.

However, the mouse dared not speak out, so he could only suppress this anger in his heart. If the mouse died, who could still avenge his companions?

"Since your companions are all dead, then you can go down and accompany him. It just so happens that my brothers can still have a sip of soup." The middle-aged man said, then raised the pistol in his hand.

The mouse couldn't help but be stunned. Seeing that the middle-aged man's face didn't look like he was going to joke, it made the mouse angry and scared. He really couldn't figure out what they did, and it would cause such a murderous disaster!

The mouse naturally didn't want to sit and wait for death, so he turned around and wanted to escape.

Bang!

The gunshot sounded, the mouse stopped, and then he fell directly to the ground, and a big blood hole appeared behind him.

The middle-aged man took the gun back to his waist, looked at the two corpses on the ground coldly, and sneered and said, "Your predictions are not wrong. Now you have all gone to see the King of Hell. But I have also touched this child. Do you think something will happen to us? It seems that your predictions are still problematic."

Of course, the middle-aged man felt that these two were completely crazy. This kind of mental illness really didn't need to stay in this world anymore. These two people might even reveal their boss' identity. The middle-aged man naturally would not leave the two.

The middle-aged man looked at Hao'er in his arms. The child was still sleeping comfortably, as if he had not felt anything, and the two gunfires did not wake him up.

"Disaster Star? Why didn't I see it?" The middle-aged man sneered again, then he didn't think about anything more, turned his head and looked at the group of people behind him.

"These two trash are not worth dying. The reward for their death is ours. I think this is enough for us to be free for a while, right?"

The people in black nodded, but there was no expression on their faces, just like a group of robots.

"You stay here to deal with the scene, and the others will go back with us to the boss to seek credit and reward." The middle-aged man then smiled and said to a group of people, and then he wanted to leave with his children.

However, as soon as they walked out a few steps, the middle-aged man's footsteps slowly stopped, and he had already felt something was wrong.

"Not good!" The middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, and he quickly looked up.

At this moment, a figure fell from the sky, which scared the middle-aged man. He hurriedly hugged the child and rolled out several steps forward, and then he barely avoided the fatal blow of the figure.

However, the middle-aged men's companions were not so lucky. They did not react at all to the sudden blow. In an instant, several men in black were cut off their necks.

The middle-aged man quickly stood up from the ground. He no longer cared about the safety of the child in his arms. He quickly looked at the figure that suddenly appeared and asked sternly: "Who are you?"

The figure that suddenly appeared turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged man, and slowly spoke: "Yin Shier."

Yin Twelve?

The middle-aged man's mind was about to turn, wanting to get all the information about this person from his heart.

It’s just a pity that middle-aged men have never heard of this name before!

It is also true that middle-aged men feel even more wrong in their hearts. Only such unknown enemies are the most terrifying thing, right?

"Who are you?" the middle-aged man asked again. The man wiped the necks of several of his companions as soon as he made a move. Judging from this move, Yin Shier is definitely a terrifying person!

If the middle-aged man hadn't reacted in time just now, it would have been almost certain that the middle-aged man would have become a dead soul under Yin Shier's knife.

"Kill you!" Yin Shier looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a cold face.

"Hmph! It's so easy to say, but do you think you can really kill me?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said. Although he had lost several companions in an instant, there were still many people at the scene. The middle-aged man didn't believe that so many of them could not deal with one person.

As soon as this idea came out, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned.

Such an idea is so familiar. Isn’t Pan Zi, who had just died, the same idea, too?

They don't believe that their companions died in the hands of one person, and now middle-aged men have this idea. Is this coincidence or a cycle?

The middle-aged man quickly shook his head and threw out the ridiculous idea in his mind. He felt that this was too superstitious. As a person in the new century, how could a middle-aged man have such an idea?

"We can try it!" Yin Shier slowly walked towards the middle-aged man with a bloody dagger in his hand.

The middle-aged man quickly took several steps back, and at the same time he stretched out his hand to put it around his waist. There was a gun and a dagger. The middle-aged man was thinking about whether he should use a gun or a knife.
Chapter completed!