"Click--"

The sharp blade instantly cut off the hammer's carotid artery, and blood immediately rushed out like a fountain!

The howling of hammer like a pig was getting weaker and weaker, his eyes widened, and he didn't understand until his death. He had already said that there was a way, why did Beilong kill him without hesitation!

Die with your eyes open!

Yes! Why! The onlookers all looked at Beilong with a confused look on their faces: It’s not that their hands are slipping, right?

Beilong sneered and flicked Xiaodao: "I won't listen!"

So willful? The scavenger brothers looked at each other and finally came to a common conclusion: Brother Long’s family must be very rich!

The thugs under Basong were panicked. They thought that being picked up by the tendons meant that their lives were saved, but they didn't expect that they would die - are you so unprincipled? Do you understand the rules of the world? Hello!

Beilong lazily raised a finger, and seemed to move slowly on the thugs' heads casually.

When Beilong's finger pointed at anyone, everyone couldn't help but tighten the anus. In fact, although Beilong's stunning sword shocked them, it did not make them afraid to this extent. It was mainly because of the indifference to life that Beilong showed when he killed the hammer, which made them fear from the heart.

It doesn’t seem like killing a living person at all, it’s like…killing an eel!

There are chefs at the entrances of many restaurants in the mountain city who ride on long benches with their legs spread out and perform in public to kill live eels:

A desperately twisted eel was grabbed from the bucket, inserted its little head on the nail, and then quickly penetrated the eel's flat body with a knife, and cut it into two pieces from beginning to end, removing the bones and internal organs in two seconds, and finally chopped off the head and threw the processed eel into the basket next to it.

I handled an eel in just over ten or twenty seconds. The movements were simple, straightforward and rough. The whole process was skillful and quick, and the flowing flow...

He harvested life lightly, but the chef was still indifferent to his face, or his hardworking sweat hanging on his forehead and constantly killing fish with a longing for income, or he smiled and kept killing fish while laughing and talking nonsense with Zhang's parents and Li's family. That kind of indifference to life is fully interpreted by his or her simple face!

Because they have to kill thousands of eels a day, they have long been accustomed to killing eels so numb. When Beilong kills people, it will also bring similar feelings to witnesses.

Of course, there is actually no difference between the two in essence.

The chef kills fish to live.

Beilong killed people to survive.

But this made the scavenger and the thugs tremble from the bottom of their hearts - how many people have he killed?

Among the thugs, there was a guy with a cockscomb head trying to shrink his body, wanting to make Beilong ignore his existence.

But his cockscomb head dyed in big red was so dazzling that Beilong's fingers still fell on his head.

He hooked his fingers towards the cockscomb head, and Bei Long looked at him with a smile: "Cyclone head, come out and talk!"

It's a disaster! Jimeng's eyes were wet, Qingpier and Longyan'er had already rushed up and grabbed one of his arms left and right, dragging him to Beilong like a rag pocket.

Qingpier was the first big man who responded to Baimaoer's face with a green birthmark, while Longyaner was the one-eyed dragon with a tiger-backed and bear-back waisted one-eyed dragon who finally said that the pot was not worthy of being their brother.

"Brother Long!" Qingpier and Longyan'er threw the cockscomb head at Beilong's feet, and their attitude was filled with awe.

Bei Long smiled and gave each of them a cigarette to show encouragement. Such comrades are easy to cultivate!

Qing Pier and Longyan'er excitedly returned to the brothers with cigarettes in their hands. It was obviously only a pack of Chaotianmen, but at this moment it seemed to have been added with a 50-cent special effect, shining!

The big pot and the four-eyed man wearing glasses were envious. Baimaoer disdainedly sniffed the cigarette that Bei Long gave him back and forth on his nose: What's so great! Brother Long gave me the first one!

Bei Long squinted his eyes and looked at the cockscomb head. Of course, he did not just "spot the soldiers and generals" to point out the cockscomb head. In fact, the time he gave a cigarette to the sledgehammer was just a cover. He walked around with a cigarette in his mouth, which seemed aimless, but in fact it was full of deep meaning. He was using the sledgehammer to find the hidden boss!

After he walked away, Sledgehammer secretly looked at the cockscomb head, and the cockscomb head was glaring at the sledgehammer. Sledgehammer looked sad and begged for Jimcom, while the cockscomb head shook his head slightly with a gloomy face...

Not just the sledgehammer, other thugs will also secretly glance at the cockscomb from time to time. When the cockscomb head is looking at someone, everyone will subconsciously lower their heads and dare not look at each other.

Of course, Beilong had to point out the cockscomb head. You should know that although the sledgehammer seemed to be frank and lenient, they actually told the black scorpion. As for Basong's villa security, Beilong felt that it was not a secret. Not only Basong's thugs, but even the scavengers did not have any surprise expressions when they heard it.

Beilong speculated that maybe someone was threatening Sledgehammer to make him dare not say it, or maybe Sledgehammer has too low status and knows too little.

So Beilong used a cigarette to choose the cockscomb head as the successor of the sledgehammer, and used the sledgehammer to kill the chicken to warn the monkey. Of course, he used bloody means to force the sledgehammer to tell who is the hidden boss, but Beilong felt that it would be better to find the cockscomb head like now, without showing off the mountain and revealing it to look taller.

Now he slowly rubbed the Gurkha saber on the left and right cheeks of the cockscomb head, rubbing the blood of the sledgehammer, looking at the cockscomb head, which was stiff and sweaty all over, and asked with a smile: "Do you have a way?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Jimengtou hurriedly said important things three times. He had the idea of ​​getting away with it before, but now he was scared by the chicken sledgehammer. Others called him "pheasant". Although he was also a silver medal thug, he was the boss of the silver medal thug. All silver medal thugs were under his control.

Pheasant is also a man, but when the cold and sharp blade shaved across his face, leaving a pungent and bloody smell, the pheasant decisively chose to follow his heart.

Although I don’t know why, Beilong was able to pick him out from more than a dozen lives at once, which proved that Beilong was not brainless. If he wanted to get away with it, he had to look at the hammer that had failed - the hammer’s blood had not dried yet!

"Swap hostages! Change one!" Pheasant is much smarter than Hammer. He is worthy of being a silver medal boss. Sure enough, he made a very constructive suggestion.

Beilong looked at him with a smile: "Who will exchange it?"

"Flower Pig!" The pheasant shouted without hesitation: "Flower Pig is our eldest son! It will be fine to exchange him for Mary!"

As a silver medal thug, when will I be as good as you? The thugs all took a breath: The disaster is not as good as their family, and they can even think of such a desperate plan. They are really worthy of being a pheasant!

"Where are people?"

"Tonight he will definitely go to the Emperor's top bag at the Rich Nightclub. He will probably bring a bronze medal thug and two or three followers around him. He usually doesn't deserve a gun... You can wait until it gets dark to block him!"
Chapter completed!