The man was invisible in the darkness. When he felt the pain in his abdomen, he was instantly lost his mind. Until the hot blood flowed out under his terrified expression, he still didn't know why Huanghailou hurt him.

Although the expression of Huanghailou cannot be seen, the man can hear the sound of Huanghailou and feel a cold butterfly knife on his abdomen that has not been pulled out.

"Why?" He was really desperate. He had never failed in the dark, and no one had caused any harm to him. When he was about to lose his life, he still did not understand what was going on.

"I just said that my nickname is Mirage. Don't you understand?" Huang Hailou said in a low voice and sentenced him to death.

The man had been stopping for a long time. At the last moment of his life, he grabbed the butterfly knife in Huang Hailou's right hand, and at the same time flipped his hands and captured Huang Hailou's left hand.

Only the shadow of Huanghailou was seen in the darkness, but the warmth from his hands told him that what he clasped his hands was real flesh and blood, and could not be mixed with any falsehood.

"Cough cough." The man coughed twice, and the butterfly knife in his abdomen had already escaped from him, and blood continued to flow.

He let go of Huanghailou and slowly lay backwards. At the moment of his death, he still regretted not knowing the cause of his death.

Huanghailou opened his mouth and slowly walked out of the room.

As soon as I left the house, I came to the backyard. The backyard of the police station was very large, and the moonlight was no different from the daytime. Huanghailou was a god of death in the dark. He was covered in blood and held three butterfly knives.

That dead person will definitely not believe that there are really three hands in this world.

On the abdomen of Huanghailou, there is a hand slightly smaller in shape, holding a butterfly knife. The hand has no nails and looks as delicate as a baby.

His third hand wiped the blood-stained butterfly knife on his clothes, put it away and retracted it into his clothes, and it could not be seen from the outside, like an ordinary person.

He tidied up his clothes, walked around a rockery in the backyard, and walked towards one side of the wing room.

It is said that it is a wing room, but it is actually just the location of the wing room.

It was a warehouse, and the wide roller shutter door had been pulled up, so Huanghailou judged that An Xiaozhu and Shen Keke should have gone in.

Scorpion asked the three people to leave first because he could effectively subdue the person who used the knife. Besides, the two girls were protected by Huanghailou, so there should be no threat. However, An Xiaozhu and Shen Keke misinterpreted the words of Huanghailou, and the two

People fled from the dark room together and rushed to the warehouse.

Some light came out of the warehouse. He looked around and bent down and walked in.

There was a heavy breathing sound inside, but there was no shadow of Shen Keke or An Xiaozhu.

When Huanghailou saw someone, he opened his mouth in surprise.

In the southeast corner of the warehouse, a dwarf-like man was doing primitive piston movements on the iron bed frame. The woman under him was the owner of the flower boat and the owner of the flower boat.

Boss Hua is nearly forty years old, but there are no wrinkles on his face, and his figure is very perfect, and it can be said that he still has charm. Although the dwarf-like man has a child's figure, he is still five.

Sixty-year-old man.

His dry back was full of wrinkles, and he was sweating profusely moving forward and backward.

Boss Hua's eyes were empty and he opened his mouth wide to look at the ceiling, like a living dead man who lost his soul, but his body shaking violently after being hit again and again.

despair……

In her eyes, Huang Hailou saw endless despair. It was a kind of despair of giving up struggle and resisting, speechless.

The iron bed frame made a 'cruff' sound, but after a while, the frequency of the sound became faster and faster, and it sounded like it was about to fall apart. The dwarf screamed, and after the last long and cheerful roar,

Finally stopped his body movements.

The dwarf exhaled a breath and smiled with satisfaction. He grabbed Boss Hua's chest with his right hand, and then put on his clothes with satisfaction and jumped off the iron bed.

"It's pretty exciting to watch?" The dwarf took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said to Huang Hailou after it was lit.

Huang Hailou shook his head in amazement and said, "I saw it from half, it's okay, it's not particularly exciting."

A chair moved to the right of the dwarf, which attracted the attention of Huanghailou.

He looked over and realized that as early as when he entered the door, there were eight people sitting in front of the table. These eight people were like the people he saw at the police station, with three "s" tattoos on their faces.

tattoo.

Three women and five men, without exception.

To be precise, there should be four women, but there was a fat woman who was already lying next to her with her head and head. The blood on the ground was shocking to see. The woman did not close her eyes until her death, just like

Boss Hua's eyes were like that, full of anger towards others and despair towards himself.

"That's the fourteenth brother. She has the shortest time with us and is also the most greedy for life and death. If she can pull the fuse of the bomb at the door, you will not be able to come here." The dwarf noticed that Huang Hailou was

Looking at the corpse, he squatted on the ground and smoked a cigarette to explain to Huang Hailou.

"But she is one of you, how can you do this?"

Huanghailou also has brothers. He has a similar nature to these twelve weirdos, and he uses money to eliminate disasters for others. The difference is that Huanghailou has his own principles and treats his brothers well.

"The revenge between the Twelve and the Thirteenth one is a big deal. She actually lets you go for her own life, so she must die." Among the eight people, a woman with a charming figure said with a smile.

"Old Jiu, if you want to make a lot of money, just tell the truth. It would be boring to mention the revenge between Twelve and Thirteen. If we kill her, we can only make an extra portion of money. It seems that you are noble."

He took a deep breath of cigarette, revealing a row of yellow teeth, and laughed and scolded.

There are fourteen monsters in this group. Two were killed by scorpions and centipedes at Mingzhu University. One committed suicide at the door, the other was stabbed to death by Huanghailou, and the other was also fat woman.

There were nine people left in the warehouse. These nine people were all desperate people. For the sake of a large bounty, they would rather kill each other and pay more. It seems that the wind in the warehouse is calm, but in fact, the nine of them are not only guarding against Huanghailou.

, still beware of the accomplices around him.

"Who is your employer?" Huang Hailou asked. This matter is very important. If Zhao Xiaotian really dies, then his friends have the right to avenge him.

"It's a coincidence that one is anonymous and one is Murong Ao. This deal is very cost-effective. We killed one person and obtained two bounties, which is enough to spend ten lifetimes."

Full of desire, it seems that I have seen a sea of ​​gold and silver, and a beautiful woman in a fragrant car.

"You are so cold, I've seen it a lot." Huang Hailou felt very sad. What a ruthless choice for money to kill his companions.

"100 million! Are you wrong? It's one million! As long as you kill Zhao Xiaotian and then kill these bastards, I can go wherever I want. Women all over the world, I will go to whoever I want.

Is it cold? This is a dream!" The dwarf jumped up in ecstasy and explained to Huang Hailou with his hands and feet.

Not only him, but the remaining eight people were also smiling at the table on the right. Their desires were the same, that is, money, endless money.

The number of 100 million is so tempting. With this money, who would be willing to live a life of blood licking from the edge of the knife all day long?

"I helped you." Huang Hailou opened his mouth.

"What did you say?"

"I said I helped you, and I got rid of one of your companions."

“Which?”

"I didn't see clearly, and others never showed up in the dark."

As soon as Huang Hailou finished speaking, the woman called Lao Jiu at the table burst into tears, roared, and shot at the Tianling Gai of Huang Hailou.

When he saw her movements, Huang Hailou had already acted as a counterattack. However, the distance between the two was five or six meters. He thought that the woman was going to take out some weapons to fight with him, but he didn't expect that the woman was

Used pistol.

Huang Hailou's heart suddenly became cold. I don't know why this mutation was caused. He originally wanted to bargain with the dwarf and help him solve a friend. The dwarf used it to repay him and would tell him the whereabouts of An Xiaozhu and Shen Keke.

.

But before I could say it, the gunshots started to sound.

"Second brother!"

"Bang!"

Almost as the woman shot, she yelled sadly, "Second Brother" and the bullet was out of the box.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot was only less than half a second behind the woman's gunshot.

A "ding" sound was made in the air, and Lao Jiu's bullet passed by Huang Hailou's left arm, rubbing a long bloody mouth. Fortunately, it was only a skin injury, and it did not hurt the muscles and bones.

Lao Jiu was stunned. Just as he was about to shoot again, suddenly there was a gunshot outside the warehouse again. The Type 95 pistol in her hand fell to the ground instantly, and she also covered her wrist and said "Ouch".

"Gada...Gada..." A crisp sound of high heels came into the warehouse, holding a pistol in his hand, and smiling at Lao Jiu.

Huang Hailou was stunned. Where did this beauty in the world come out?

Looking back on Lao Jiu's gun just now, Huang Hailou had an unbelievable thought: Could it be that this woman shot Lao Jiu's bullet? This is too exaggerated.

The enchanting woman ignored Huang Hailou and looked at Lao Jiu and said, "Your marksmanship is very accurate."

Lao Jiu covered his wrist and glared at the woman for three seconds, then bent down suddenly, ready to pick up the pistol on the ground.

But the moment she moved, the woman at the door of the warehouse quickly pulled the gun, and the speed was like lightning. Before Lao Jiu's pistol could be touched, he was hit by a bullet and flew out.

"You are very accurate, but you are too slow." The woman smiled contemptuously.
Chapter completed!