Xing Luo slightly raised the corner of his mouth in response to this murderous intention that was as weak as an ant. Killing intention is the murderous intention that one person has in the heart of another person. Then this murderous intention is transmitted to the brain, in order to achieve the goal of killing.
The idea of killing the other person for the purpose.
"I can kill such small characters thousands of times with one hand." Xing Luo said with disdain as he shook his head with an innocent smile.
"Boy, you are so crazy." A big man walked up to Xing Luo with a knife in his hand, his face full of arrogance and domineering. In his opinion, a little boy of fifteen or sixteen years old could do anything.
As for dispatching so many people?
"Only those who have the strength dare to be frivolous." Xing Luo smiled faintly, thrust out his right hand as fast as lightning, and clasped the big man's neck and throat with his thumb and index finger, and his nails had already sunk into the big man's surface skin.
, oozing out fishy blood.
Xing Luo looked at the dumbfounded man with pity, and sighed: "Actually, I have seen too many idiots like you who think they are invincible, but their ultimate end is death."
As soon as he finished speaking, his two fingers suddenly exerted force and directly crushed the big man's neck muscles. All the vitality and blood vessels were crushed by Xing Luo. At that moment, the big man's eyes turned white and he slowly fell backwards.
go.
Fast, accurate and ruthless!
In the end, he even let others die without even saying his last words.
This is the King of Killers!
Xiao Guo was also shocked by Xing Luo's sudden attack. After the big man finished speaking, there were only ten seconds. In other words, within ten seconds, Xing Luo killed an eight-footer.
Big man.
This reminded Xiao Guo of the night when Xing Luo broke into the presidential suite alone and killed Yan Wu, the gold medal thug next to Hong Yonghai, in a flash of lightning. The two people died in front of him, such a nightmare.
, quickly filled Xiaoguo’s entire brain.
"Kill, hurry up, kill him. Brother Hai said that whoever kills him will get a reward of one hundred thousand." With a look of fear in his eyes, Xiao Guo slowly walked back and ordered his subordinates.
He picked up a knife and chopped Xing Luo to death.
Hearing the order and the reward of 100,000 yuan were enough to make the thugs who were licking the tip of the knife jealous. It is said that there must be a brave man under a big reward. A big man in the nearest Xingluo was just two words.
Without saying anything, the knife slashed towards Xing Luo's forehead, using all his strength.
"Keng."
With another two fingers, Xing Luo lightly clamped the slashed blade with an indifferent look on his face. He would not let go of anyone who wanted to take his life, even if that person was threatened.
As soon as the figure moved, Xing Luo formed a fist with his left hand, pouring his internal energy into his left fist, and struck the big man's temple angrily. Suddenly, the big man's hands softened, and he slowly fell to the ground, with no life left in his body.
Taking the blade from the big man's hand, Xing Luo showed his white teeth and sneered. He swung the blade directly across the big man's neck, cutting off his blood vessels, and then pierced the blade with force.
Another thug's knife came out from between his eyebrows, taking out red and white ones.
All the thugs were shocked by Xing Luo's ruthless killing method. They would not have thought that a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old could act so viciously, killing others without telling anyone, just by pulling out the knife.
He came out and cut directly through the dead man's brain, bringing out the flesh and blood. The scene suddenly felt like the Nine Nether Hell.
Many thugs have already given up. It is good to have money, but if you have no life to spend it, no matter how much money you make, it will ultimately be an advantage to others.
But Xing Luo will not give them a chance to escape. His figure moves like a ghost, as if he knows who the next person to kill is. He never wastes an opportunity to take action. Just like the gun god, he never wastes an opportunity to take action.
No precious bullet will be wasted.
In one minute, Xing Luo killed seventeen thugs who had no intention of fighting. Some lucky thugs stood outside and were so frightened by this scene that they peed. They threw away the knife and pulled up their legs.
He ran away, occasionally looking at Xing Luo who was killing people behind him, for fear that Xing Luo would catch up.
Apart from dead people, all that was lying on the ground was stinking blood. Xing Luo stepped on the head of a corpse. This corpse had been pierced through the heart and died. The corpses around him had either had their throats cut off or were killed directly.
Pierce between the eyebrows or temples.
Smelling the stinking blood, Xing Luo felt as if he was on the sweltering battlefield in Afghanistan, surrounded by corpses, and rivers of blood, flies, and insects were constantly entangled in the stinking corpses.
The dark pupils were gradually replaced by scarlet like blood. A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Xing Luo's mouth. Looking at Xiao Guo, who was already frightened and weak, he drew a simple ring and a silver needle.
It appeared in the hand and instantly pierced Xiao Guo's eyebrows. The latter's eyes widened, as if he was nostalgic for this bustling city.
"You've been watching for so long and you still haven't come out to help collect the corpses of your companions?" He threw the knife in his hand on the ground, and then used poison to melt the knife that had just become the murder weapon in his hand. This is China, why don't you leave it behind?
It's best not to leave any evidence.
Xingluo lit a cigarette calmly and squinted at a van. Sitting in the passenger seat was a middle-aged man with a solemn expression and an expressionless face. But if there were experts here, he could
You can feel that the inside of this van is filled with overwhelming fighting spirit.
The middle-aged man opened the door of the van, got out of the car slowly, and walked into Xingluo with steady and gentle steps. The distance between the two was only five steps. Although there were only five steps, if the other party made a mistake, this battle would end.
It will be fully opened.
"My name is Baosha..." The middle-aged man's face was expressionless, looking like a dead soldier, or a soulless body.
"The name sounds quite scary. My name is not as scary as yours. I am a young lady at home, Xing Luo." Xing Luo raised an eyebrow and smiled. Xing Luo took out a Chinese cigarette and lighter and threw it directly to
He walked out of the sandstorm and said with a smile: "Do you want to smoke?"
Baosha took the lighter and the Chinese cigarette, lit it, took a puff of the cigarette, blew out a smoke ring, and said, "You messed with someone you shouldn't mess with."
"I don't think there is anything I wouldn't dare to offend as long as they live on earth." Xing Luo shrugged and said with a smile.
"A mid-level master the day after tomorrow, you are fifteen years old. You still have a bright future. There is no need to risk your life for loyalty." Throwing the lighter back to Xing Luo, Baosha continued.
Taking the lighter, Xing Luo put it directly into his pocket and said with a smile: "You also know that I am only fifteen years old. It is at the time when I am young and frivolous. Having a brother is warm. Having a group of sincere brothers, that is
It’s enough to risk your life.”
(Second update, there is another update. Don’t forget the collection and flowers. They are urgently needed.)