The fingers were still dripping blood downwards, and the fingers seemed to be twitching. The undead nerves drove the fingers, curling up, and looking at them was shocking.

Although I have been used to the bloody storm in the world and have cut down countless betrayals or enemies' fingers with my own hands, when this scene happened in front of me, several people still couldn't stand it, and their stomachs were squirming violently. If they hadn't forced themselves to endure it, they would have been very angry.

What made them feel even more terrifying was that nearly a thousand people, but nearly a thousand people, now they were all broken up? And all their little fingers were cut off? Looking at the group of evil spirits with nearly a hundred people opposite, they could not imagine what kind of strength Liang Chen was hiding, and where did these evil spirits emerge? They were obviously not many, but each of them carried six or seven to more than a dozen fingers. What kind of terrifying combat power was this? Are they the legendary special forces soldiers? But how could Liang Chen, a gangster, make these special forces move?

They were really confused - confused in fear.

The people opposite each had a huge murderous aura. Although they were silent from beginning to end and did not say a word, sometimes silence was an invisible force. Now, this force was like a tangible and qualitative force, combined with the strings of fingers and shocking blood in front of them, becoming a ruthless wall of iron, slowly pushing towards them, constantly squeezing their living space and squeezing their lungs, making them even breathing a little harder.

"Broken command..." Zhao Jun murmured, staring at the strings of fingers. He remembered the legend that was widely circulated on Provincial Highway J half a year ago. It is said that on the night of the storm, nearly four hundred gangsters in the university town were cruelly and ruthlessly cut off their little fingers and expelled from the university town.

So, from that time on, there was a rumor that "who dares to enter the world as soon as the order was cut off."

However, he never regarded that rumor as a joke, always thinking that it was just a gimmick made by some newly-debut little kids.

But now when the interruption command appeared in front of him, he realized that the rumor he had scoffed at was not a joke, but a real existence.

Now, the breaking command is in front of me and is presented perfectly again in the hands of my subordinates. What about him? Can he continue his journey in the world?

Oh no no no, now Zhao Jun is no longer thinking about this issue. He was thinking in fear that his subordinates were just cutting their fingers, which was a kind of luck. And what about himself? What will happen to him?

Thinking of the rumors that Liang Chen was dead, he took a rash attack, causing a huge disaster, and was lured into this big jar step by step, he felt like he was going crazy. Now, Liang Chen has returned strongly and burned a huge fire under the big jar. How will this terrible killing star deal with him?

Will he kill himself and then bury his body in the deep mountains and forests, and end his short life? If so, he is really grateful to Liang Chen, a man from the world, buried on the road and burying the ditch. He has already made preparations for this.

But would Liang Chen really do this as he wished? Will it be like Yu Zhanyuan Yu Shouwang who used to deal with the bosses who dared to make a spoil at the Sword Festival, breaking their hands and feet, making them unable to stand up in the future, and they can only rely on wheelchairs, and even eating and drinking water. They can’t do anything like eating and drinking?

If this is the case, he would rather die earlier, die sooner, the faster he would be better - he could not even commit suicide, and he really wouldn't want to suffer such punishment.

Thinking of this, he smiled miserably, knowing that the current situation was unavoidable. How could Liang Chen give him aside? He touched his pistol again, held it in his hand, smiled miserably, and suddenly blocked his mouth.

"Bang..." A crisp gun rang out, and Zhao Jun felt a numbness in his hand. The pistol had already flew up in the air. The burning sensation of the bullets and the pistol guns still remained on his cheeks, with a hint of hot pain.

Looking up, I saw a person on the other side had already walked past. A huge scar on my face that made people feel cold in my heart. It almost swept from my left forehead and directly to the corner of my lips. It looked extremely fierce.

At this moment, he was holding a large black gun to the ground, and a trace of blue smoke vaguely appeared.

His eyes, which seemed to be a demon in hell, glanced at them with extreme contempt and disdain, shouted softly, "Drop their weapons."

Then, several people walked up silently on the dead branches and grass, took away all their weapons, and even untied their belts, just to prevent them from committing suicide.

From this moment on, Zhao Jun, Cai Wenlong and Xu Jicheng have even lost the qualification to commit suicide.

"Where is Liang Chen? We want to find him. Even if we die, we still want him to come out and say a few words to me." At this moment, Xu Jicheng suddenly became crazy, jumped up, and rushed forward with a loud scream.

However, he had just jumped up, and before he could stand firm, a sore foot kicked his heart. He spitted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, struggling hard.

At this moment, Liang Chen had already walked out of the crowd, stared at the three of them, and sighed softly.

"Liang Chen, I know I've been fooled by you, but you can't kill me. If you kill me, you will be a traitor. Once President Wang blames you, you will be in trouble." Cai Wenlong also jumped up at this moment, shouting frantically, but he did not dare to move forward.

Tongwei was still in a cold silence, but the silenced eyes were filled with infinite contempt and disdain. These gangsters were just like this when they were at the end of their journey. Isn’t this nonsense? It’s simply his robber logic. Did you consider this so-called moral axiom when you did these dirty things before?

Liang Chen looked at them and sighed again, looking at them again with an indescribable look of pity in his eyes, and turned around and left without saying anything.

Cai Wenlong and Xu Jicheng were still yelling unwillingly, even if they were dragged up, they still waved their hands like crazy. However, Zhao Jun heard the meaning from Liang Chen's two sighs - from the beginning to the end, he did not regard himself as his real opponents. They had never had the qualifications to fight him, and everything was just that they hit the stone with their eggs over their own abilities.

Thinking of this, a strong regret suddenly surged in his heart, but now it is too late to regret it.
Chapter completed!