"Go ahead, kill him!"

Lyon first reacted, and he shouted, taking out his gun and shooting at Mo Fei.

As for him, he took this opportunity to retreat to the end of the crowd.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunshots were everywhere, and they were in chaos.

Mofei reacted faster than Lyon, and he made moves first as he finished speaking.

With Mo Fei, who is as fast as the Navy's Sixth Style [Shaving], his strength is naturally not something these gangs can deal with.

Before the gunshot sounded, Mo Fei's legs bent slightly, and the next moment, the person disappeared from the spot.

There was only one afterthought in the air.

The knife light suddenly lit up, reflecting the gunfire in the room, beautiful and dangerous, this is the light of death.

Puchi...

After a cold light, blood flowers drifted and people fell to the ground.

As soon as the screams sounded, a ghostly figure appeared beside the next person, and the sword lights were reflected in the eyes full of horror. There was no warmth, only cold killing.

In a blink of an eye, several people had already fallen to the ground.

These gang cadres who once killed and set fire to death finally understood what fear is. In the face of death, the glory of the past is nothing more than an illusory bubble, and they are broken at one touch.

It turns out that they themselves are so fragile, just like those who once died under their hands.

Death is always fair.

Everyone ran away in scattered, wishing that their parents would have two more legs, and they were as embarrassed as a dog that was stranded.

There were more than a dozen people in the room, a few died, and a dozen others were still there.

Their ideas are the same. As long as they run faster than their former companions, they may escape.

But in fact, their speed is like a snail's speed in Mo Fei's eyes, and leaving his back to him is undoubtedly a stupid choice. If he can fight him to the death, he can still win respect.

Escape will only make death easier.

Swish!

Mo Fei's figure dissipated in place, and then the escaped man suddenly froze. A bright knife tip pierced through his back and then appeared in his heart.

He lowered his head, looked at the tip of the knife in disbelief and disappeared, trying to say something, but his whole body was pulled away, and in the end he could only fall softly to the ground.

At this time, he hadn't even run out of the gate.

After a few breaths, when Mo Fei stopped again, everyone fell in a pool of blood, with only a slight but desperate breath.

Mo Fei looked at them without looking at them, and turned around and walked towards a wall.

Sigh ~

The knife whistles and the light twitches. Two crescent moons meet on the stone wall in front of you. The cross marks look clear and profound.

Crazy.

Broken stones piled up on the ground, stirring up a cloud of smoke, and a downward hole appeared on the original wall. Mo Fei stepped into it without any hesitation.

He has one more person to kill.

As the so-called cunning rabbit, as a gang dice, it was not surprising that Lyon had such an escape passage. He just now was the first to escape in the panic.

I'm afraid that except for my own attention, the others just want to run away in a hurry.

The underground passage was pitch black, Mo Fei was walking inside, his vigilance was already full.

He would not be arrogant because he was better than Lyon. Once, he was taught a lesson by a treacherous pirate. The pirate who only needed one knife to easily take his life was almost turned over by a single shot.

At that time, the lead bullet was flying over his scalp, and the scorching breath seemed to be about to lift his skull.

Since that time, Mo Fei has developed a style of being bold and cautious.

When he felt free, his speed was not slow, and there seemed to be lightning flashing in his eyes when he walked in the passage.

Darkness has not had much impact on Mo Fei. Because of electromagnetic waves, he can adapt to darkness more than ordinary people, and can see clearly beyond the average person.

...

...

Hu~ Hu~

The rapid breathing sounded, Lyon was covered in a man, but he did not dare to slow down at all.

The killing that happened in the room was still emerging in my mind, as clear as before my eyes. I have to say that in the past few years of being pampered, his courage has become smaller and smaller.

Especially after feeling death is approaching, the belief that once was not afraid of heaven and earth but just thinking about climbing up has long disappeared.

All that is left is endless greed for power and money, but power and money cannot bring him a little sense of security in the face of death, and the fat in his body cannot be.

Feeling the slope changes in the large passage, a hint of surprise flashed in Lyon's eyes.

But in a blink of an eye, he was replaced by fear.

Behind him, he heard footsteps besides his own footsteps.

Dong!

Dongdong!

One sound after another was like a sound in the heart, Lyon had to grit his teeth and squeeze his body's muscles again, increasing his speed a little.

But, useless.

The sound was getting closer and closer, so close that it seemed to be right behind the ear.

Lyon turned around suddenly, and the short gun in his hand shot continuously at the place where the footsteps sounded behind him. The flames at the muzzle reflected his hideous face.

But the horror in his eyes showed that he was just a harsh person.

The voice disappeared, and Lyon had no time to be happy, so he turned around and ran quickly towards him.

It's very close, only a few meters away from the exit.

He was a little faster. When he reached the front, he turned around and fumbled on the wall. A door opened. After walking in, it turned out much brighter and the water shone.

This place is connected to the underground waterway. Lyon did not care about the stench coming from the pavement and stepped into the sewage. There was a cellar well more than ten meters ahead. The curve behind the cellar well was a river.

The light comes from there, which represents the light of hope for life.

If he escapes into the river, he will...

Swish!

Suddenly, a bright moon seemed to rise in the sewer, and the cold light shone in the smelly sewage, with light and shadow intertwined. I don’t know if it was the moon in the water or hanging in the air.

Lyon's running body came to an abrupt end. He lowered his head and a sharp edge of the knife rushed out of his heart.

Blood, ticking, fell on the water.

"What a quick knife~"

"Yes, it's just a bit cheaper for you. You should know that your master died after suffering all the tortures. It's a bit satisfying to come to you."

Mo Fei's voice sounded from behind. He pulled out his knife and looked at the tall body in front of him pouring into the sewage. "However, who made me kind-hearted, the most unbearable thing about others is to be separated from life and death. The most important thing for a group of people is to be neat, so I will send you on the road together.

Even this sewer can really pick places. As a mouse in the gutter, you are always shameful and use it as a place to bury it.

The friend behind you, do you think so?"

At the entrance of the passage just now, another figure appeared.
Chapter completed!