Chapter 19 Kill people without a flying knife! [!]

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Fu Hongchang Zhao Weier is one year old, the only daughter of Fu Zihao, a great aristocrat in Nanjing. Fu Zihao can be said to cover the sky in Nanjing. He is powerful and dominates one side. Even the Nanjing government's actions also depends on his face. His daughter's coming to study at Shanghai University is also done by him. Originally, he wanted to stay away from the bloody storm in Nanshi, but he did not Thinking that this girl was also a restless role, she joined the Shanghai University Alliance Association less than a month after she came to Shanghai. With her smart and calm mind and vigorous work style, she soon became a capable member of the League and finally took the position of vice chairman.

At this moment, she looked at the masked young man in front of her. Her eyes turned twice from time to time, and her facial expression was also uncertain. She seemed to be guessing the identity of the other party, and more worried about Du Haisheng.

Who is he and why he wants to help himself, and he also has to mask his face. He doesn't want everyone to see his true face. This is what everyone, including Fu Hong, thinks.

Bang, bang, bang...

These soldiers were not soft. They pulled the trigger in their hands for the sake of these flower-like girls in front of them and for their own lives.

After a burst of gunfire, there was no one in the place where the boy stood just now. Du Haisheng occupied exactly behind a cabinet. Everyone stopped pulling the trigger and looked at the back of the cabinet with full concentration. Unfortunately, the cabinet was very high and could not see any situation behind it at all.

"You, you, you two go and see if that guy is dead!"

A guy who looked like a squad leader ordered the two soldiers around him that he had just ignited the soldiers' ** again, and the last group of people followed.

Two unlucky people, look at me, and I look at you. They both saw a little helplessness and depression in each other's eyes. They cautiously and slowly approached the cabinet step by step.

When I got to the cabinet, I held my gun and looked back. I couldn't help but be shocked. There was not even a bird in that place, and the masked man just now had long been missing. Did you meet a ghost in broad daylight?

"Are you dead? You two are fucking replying!"

"Class, monitor, no, it's gone!"

The two turned their heads, as if they had hit a ghost. Their faces were pale and they stammered. The bean-sized beads of sweat dripped from their foreheads and were purely scared.

What...

Everyone present was shocked. Fu Hong's faces were full of hope. At the moment of shooting just now, everyone almost cried out. The gunshot was dense, and the man was not beaten into a sieve. Now I heard that the masked man disappeared, and everyone turned sad into happy. If it hadn't been for this group of beasts, Fu Hong would have taken the lead and applauded. Here it comes.

The monitor was slightly stunned, his face was pale, and he scolded, "You two bastards, are you kidding me? The bullets were so dense just now, I don't believe that this boy has wings."

"Haha, believe it or not, you can't help it!"

A loud laugh echoed throughout the room. After the laughter, everyone turned around. Just now, the man was standing opposite them intact, with a trace of cold light in his eyes and looking at them coldly.

Is this boy a human or a ghost? Evil door, it's too fucking evil door. Didn't he hide behind the cabinet before? Why did you run behind us at this moment?

The soldiers were so confused that they only felt that their scalp was numb. Today, when they encountered such a hard stubble, they didn't know which life they would fall into.

"What are you still doing? Shoot me and hit him. I don't believe it. There is a master in the world who is not afraid of bullets!"

The monitor was finally angry and was fooled around by others. He could avoid wandering in the dense bullets. After the shock, it was a strong anger and ferociousness. He understood that looking at the attitude of the man in front of him, he had formed an incurable pimple today. He had reached the point where the fish died and the net was broken. It was not that he went out alive. Just lie down and die by yourself.

"Is there still a chance?"

Du Haisheng snorted coldly and pulled out the remaining four flying knives. He secretly tried hard and waved his big hand. The flying knife suddenly flew out. Fast, it was too fast. The fast people had not had time to pull the trigger in their hands.

Puff...

Puff...

Puff...

There were four dull sounds. Four of the soldiers suddenly felt that their necks were cold and deeply inlaid by something. They felt difficult to breathe. They wanted to make a sad cry, but they couldn't say a word.

Death, the shadow of death shrouded in the dark hut. In the blink of an eye, four people fell to the ground, and their eyes were so big that they couldn't believe that they met people or ghosts...

The rest of the squad leader and a soldier were like dead ashes at this time, and their legs trembling. They scolded their mother in their hearts. Originally, they thought they had received a relaxed and profitable task, but they didn't want to kill such a demon halfway. As soon as they took action, they were cruel. They never talked about any feelings, and there were only two of them left. Other companions were killing other members of the alliance on the street, and they couldn't catch up for a while. You know, even if you die under the bullets of the workers' picket team, you will never come to this damn place. In the face of such a killing god, death is the second, which is completely a perverted destruction of your own psychology.

"I don't believe it. You still have the sixth flying knife in your hand."

The monitor is very annoyed. The matter has come to this point. Even if you are scared to pee in your pants, you have to lift your spirit. Death is very simple, but it makes everyone afraid. He is no exception. He doesn't want to die. Living is his only choice. At this time, he is already in a crazy state. As soon as he grits his teeth, he will grab it up again in an instant. No It's cold.

He is also gambling with his own life. The masked boy in front of him is the best at killing people with a flying knife, and the key to the bet is that he has lost his flying knife, and the winning balance tilts towards him.

As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow suddenly moved and came to him like lightning. He put his arm around his neck with one hand and put his head in his palm. With a strong force, there was a crisp click. When he let go again, the monitor's body fell down, and his neck had been completely twisted by the other party's big hand, silently He left the world.

"Without a flying knife, I can still kill people!"

Du Haisheng smiled contemptuously and said coldly to the body on the ground.

"Old man, old man, Rao, Rao, the little one's life. I have an 80-year-old mother, a three-year-old child, and a pregnant wife. Let me think I'm a fart."

The last soldier's spirit at this time had completely collapsed when the squad leader's body collapsed. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed hard to beg for mercy.

Du Haisheng sneered in his heart. Damn it, why did the hero in the film and television dramas and novels have the arrogant bear bag who was arrogant before and said this at the end, 80 old mother? I think it's not bad for you to have an 18-year-old sister-in-law in your family. Since you have started killing, you don't care about this one. Let's go to hell with your guys.

Every step of Du Haisheng stepped forward, the soldiers kneeling on the ground felt that death was approaching and suffocating. The strong pressure made him unable to breathe for a while. His whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Hist..."

At this moment, a woman's voice sounded from behind. Fu Hong took a step forward and said, "This hero can't kill anyone. You'd better let him die."

"Well, it's not your turn to judge!"

Du Haisheng didn't look back. These people are said to be adults. Why are their brains still so watery? In this era, innocent and pure thoughts are terrible.

"Ah..."

The soldiers on the ground finally walked away, and their bodies suddenly rushed forward. They grabbed the barge gun in the platoon leader's hand, pulled the trigger, and a gun sounded. A small round hole suddenly appeared on the temple, and blood gushed out in an instant.

The spiritual cruelty made him unable to support it any longer. The soldier with distorted consciousness finally chose the way of death and reluctantly left the dust that made him miss.

The dark room is like experiencing a cruel killing...