Liang Chen and his men's hearts tightened for a moment. No matter what, they were all their compatriots. Now that they were beheaded by a foreign drug lord here, the feeling in their hearts was beyond words.

But they remained silent and showed no emotion because they didn't know what Couba was going to do.

"Maybe you are very surprised, why should I kill this person? Although I hate Chinese dogs very much, I won't see each person killing another one, right?" Kuba said slowly while rubbing blood from a machete on the headless corpse, as if killing someone was a pleasure for him. Every time he killed someone, it was like he had just taken drugs. He had to reminisce about the wonderful taste just now and reminisce about the feeling of killing someone.

Liang Chen didn't say anything, he was still waiting for Kuba to reveal the answer to this mystery.

"Actually, it's very simple. This man is a spy from China. He actually painted his face black and pretended to be a T-sen. He wanted to sneak into my camp, but I found it and cut it off. It's that simple." Kuba wiped the knife, took his shadow on the knife, and said slowly.

"General Kuba, I'm very curious. What does this have to do with me?" Liang Chen looked straight into Kuba's eyes and smiled coldly.

"Of course it has something to do with you, because I doubt you are the same group as them." Kuba suddenly waved his knife, and the blade slashed straight down with an extremely cold cold. When it hit the tip of Liang Chen's nose, it paused, showing Kuba's amazing arm strength and control.

Liang Chen stretched out a finger and gently pushed away the knife, "General Kuba, I don't know why you said that, but you have repeatedly targeted me and slandered me. I think you should not really have the sincerity to do business with us, so I don't have the need to stay here anymore."

"Xiaoda, Huazi, let's go." Liang Chen turned around and was about to leave.

"Oh, Brother Chen, don't leave. General Kuba is really sincere in discussing business with you, but his way of thinking and doing things is different from that of ordinary people, so please don't be surprised." At this time, Adatong came over and stopped Liang Chen with a smile.

"Don't be accustomed? Haha, Colonel Adatong, you said it very lightly. In order to start this business, Liang Chen, I first killed the boss of the Scorpion and passed your test. Then I went to Doman to kill a big fight and killed McBo. I thought I could finally make General Kunsha trust me, but I didn't expect that General Kuba was blocked layer by layer and killed three people in a row to shock me. This is what you call sincerity? I think I want to use me to destroy the bridge after crossing the river?" Liang Chen looked at Adatong and sneered.

"Brother Chen, you can't say that. General Kunsha's trust belongs to General Kunsha's trust after all. In fact, he and General Kuba are just cooperative relationships and do not have affiliation. Therefore, General Kuba's suspicion for you is understandable for the sake of safety here." Adatong said with a smile.

"It's understandable, but it's not acceptable. I, Liang Chen, have never been so cowardly. We will not do this business anymore, so I say goodbye." Liang Chen bypassed him, then left.

"Let's go, can you leave? When I'm here? Come on, come on, go on?" Kuba's gloomy voice came from behind. As soon as he finished speaking, a row of murderous soldiers suddenly rushed into the outside, pointing all the guns in his hands at them. The black muzzle was heart-pounding.

Zhang Da and his men immediately looked tight and rushed forward, protecting Liang Chen tightly in the middle. Although all the weapons had been searched before they came, their momentum was not weaker than the group of soldiers on the opposite side.

Liang Chen narrowed his eyes and slowly turned around, "What do you want?" he asked staring at Kuba.

"It's very simple. If you can prove that you are not the official dog of China, then we are friends. If you can't prove it, you can only bury your bones here. I, Kuba, can live until now, have always adhered to the principle of rather than letting one out by mistake." Kuba walked over with a big knife and said with a grin.

"How do you want me to prove it?" Liang Chen raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It's very simple, just kill someone like me." Kuba laughed wildly.

"Who is it him?" Liang Chen slowly turned his head and turned his head to look at Adatong. Adatong's face suddenly became ugly, "Brother Chen, you can eat randomly, but you can't make jokes randomly." He snorted angrily.

Ma Taid, who was beside him, stood up, stared at Liang Chen tightly. Zhang Da immediately stood up and stared at him without being outdone. The two of them were fighting there like bullfighting.

Liang Chen ignored Adatong, his eyes just flew over him, stared at Kuba again, waiting for his answer.

"You shouldn't mind killing a few of your compatriots, right? Although I hate these yellow-skinned pigs, if you kill your compatriots, it proves that you are stronger than these yellow-skinned pigs, you can pass my test and also have the qualifications to be my friend." Kuba said with a cold look on his face.

Liang Chen's thoughts were so loud that he took a deep breath, "Yes." He said lightly.

"Okay, please feel free to bring it up." Kuba clapped his hands, and then footsteps sounded outside. Soon, the door of the hall opened. Eight people, two people, carried four small urns in one group, and walked in.

Liang Chen and his men turned their heads and looked over, and were stunned. They couldn't help but feel shocked. Even Liang Chen couldn't help but twitched violently a few times, because he saw that there were four people in the small jars, four living people.

Those small jars are not too big, and at best they can only hold a child of four or five years old. Now, four living people are forced to be stuffed into these four jars, only showing their heads outside. There is a cycle between the unsightly eyes, and life is worse than death.

"They are your Chinese dogs, and they are all the same as the guy I killed just now. They were just caught earlier. I chopped off their limbs with my own hands and made these four sticks. How about it, my skills are pretty good, right?" Kuba walked around the four-mouthed urn, stood next to the last urn, patted the man's head with his hand, and smiled, but there was an indescribable cruelty and violent look in his eyes.
Chapter completed!