Chapter 456 Just Killing!

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When Mu Fan walked into the factory building, except for the two people outside who were still on guard, the rest of them stood up and looked at the young figure who came in with their boss and the dragonfly at this time. The young man was dressed in ordinary clothes, which was not much more precious than their security clothes, and there was nothing special underworld boss on their necks. He likes to hang a gold chain with thick fingers. Even if this underworld boss is an elegant person, he doesn't have jade wrenches, rings and other things in his hands. Suits, white shirts, suit trousers, ordinary but not bad. That is, those white flat shoes make this person look a little strange, with a faint touch on his face. Laugh, it's not arrogant or gloomy. Is this the one who gives them 10 million?

The dragonfly came to him and was about to introduce him, but he was stopped by Mu Fan. Looking at the five men who were ordinary in appearance but only gave people a sharp look than him, he looked at the middle-aged man beside him and smiled and said, "What kind of general is really what kind of soldier there is!" I like it."

Then Mu Fan looked at several people and said with a smile, "My name is Mu Fan. Someone gave me a respectful wooden blood knife. Some people scold me for my ignorance. The fierce name is Mu eunuch, which means that I will cut off my children and grandchildren. I can call me anything. I don't care about these things, but you can scold anything if you don't like me. Don't scold the dog. Just scold. Killing people has nothing to do with my mother. That's my taboo. I just have this virtue. When I meet for the first time, I'm familiar with it. I don't have to ask your names. If you want to tell me, just remember it. If you don't tell me, I have no problem. I'll pay for you to contribute. I like this, and you also like it simply not."

As soon as Mu Fan said this, he really made everyone have nothing to say. The middle-aged man looked at the dragonfly. The dragonfly smiled bitterly. Mu Fan smiled at the crowd, and then walked to the two men who had been scratched on the two iron shelves. He reached out and removed the masked cloth. Seeing that the two were the same age, they were also thirty. It's much bigger. At this time, they all look at Mu Fan angrily.

Mu Fan lit a cigarette and took a sip, then walked to a person, looked up and said with a smile, "My name is Mu Fan, the person you have worked so hard to find. It's been very tired to be an undercover agent in China over the years. I can't count the people you sent died in my hands. I have been sighing what you want from me. What is it? I don't think you know it yourself, right? Tut-tut... But that's right. After all, these are all machine secrets. How can you pawns know? You won't do anything else except work hard to get money..."

After saying that, Mu Fan ignored the eyes of the man who couldn't wait to peel Mu Fan's life at this time. He went to another person, looked at the latter, and laughed again: "Are you the latest batch or the first few times?" However, compared with the previous batches, this batch is much better, because the previous batches have been looking for my grandfather in China for nearly 20 years but got nothing. It took 20 years to find it to get to a dead end. This group of people can die in less than two years. It's not easy..."

At this time, when I heard Mu Fan's words, I didn't see how the two Dongyang killers who were kidnapped were roaring and struggling. Even the people standing behind Mu Fan were stunned. Didn't they want to interrogate some important things? What is Mu Fan doing at this time?

Mu Fan walked to the first person again, looked up and smiled, "How many killers have you lurked in China these years? Two hundred or three hundred?"

He said that Mu Fan patted his head fiercely and said with a wry smile, "I'm sorry, I've become an idiot when I talk to you. The last time I fought in the Dragon Tomb alone, you also died at least more than 50 people. In addition, there are no less than 200 people scattered in my hands these years. How can there be so few people? What about it? Do you think I'm stupid? Then can you tell me how many people you have? Why do you let me be mentally prepared, right?

In this way, Mu Fan turned back and forth in front of the two people. Not to mention that the two killers lost their temper, even the dragonfly were about to collapse by Mu Fan's chatty. This is the interrogation of the prisoner. What's the difference from chatting? Is this guy really a loser? If so, it's not surprising that he will give each of them 10 million to do something dispensable!

After all, everyone here is an extremely patient person. Mu Fan also seems to feel that he has said a little too much. He obviously asked the other party a lot of questions and wanted the other party to answer, but he didn't do it!

One of the young men in his thirties, took a long breath and seemed to be very hot here. He unbuttoned his chest and walked to Mu Fan. He said impatiently, "Do you want me to help you take out the towel in their mouth so that they can answer your questions? Don't worry, I can bite their teeth before they bite their tongues and take their own. The teeth are all knocked out!"

Mu Fan looked sideways at the young man beside him and nodded. The young man was relieved. He walked forward, took out a dagger, clenched his fist in one hand, and the towel in the mouth of the killer was a group of people who hit the latter's temple. At the moment of the other party's short urban consciousness, the young man took out the towel, and then the dagger was in the killer. With a stirring in his mouth, the killer suddenly had a heartbreaking scream, echoing throughout the factory, like a ghost of resentment roaring, but no one showed a trace of surprise. The young man was like making a very exquisite handicraft, serious and agile. Soon the young man's feet were teeth on the ground, and the killer was full of blood. At this time, his mouth kept bleeding, and his painful face looked more ferocious. Even his companions felt that the people in front of him were extremely cruel, and their faces were pale and trembling.

After doing all this, the young man shook the blood stains on his hand, retreated to Mu Fan, raised his chin, and said, "It's time to interrogate,"

Mu Fan smiled and said, "Can you use your dagger?"

The young man impatiently handed the dagger to Mu Fan, and then retreated to several people. Mu Fan took the dagger, looked at the ferocious killer who was almost in pain at this time with a smile, and said with a smile, "Your level of reaching out is just cannon fodder. The sss-level killer you sent was killed by me two, and two were disabled. Well, are you still qualified to resist?

The killer's lips trembled violently, and he stretched out his foot to kick Mu Fan, but his legs were caught by Mu Fan. Because he was dropped, the blood flow was not smooth for a long time. The killer was already weak at this time, so this kick was not lethal at all for Mu Fan.

The resistance was fruitless, and the killer scolded in fluent Chinese; "Dog-sissy, kill me if you have the ability!"

As soon as this word came out, everyone was stunned. As soon as Mu Fan came here, he said his taboo. Don't call him "dog-sissy". The killer must have heard it. At this time, he scolded this, obviously to beg for death.

Mu Fan smiled, then took the dagger, cut the veins on the killer's thigh, and then let go of the latter's legs. Mu Fan walked to another killer who had no cost of resistance at this time. He looked at the latter with a smile.

The latter shook his body as hard as he could, making a whining sound in his mouth, and looking at Mu Fan with frightened eyes. Obviously, he wanted to tell Mu Fan something. Mu Fan took out the towel in the latter's mouth.

"Go to hell!"

As soon as the towel was taken out, the killer was about to bite his tongue. Unexpectedly, he didn't move fast enough. He was knocked unconscious by Mu Fan's group, and then also broke the veins on the latter's thigh.

"Who do you think will live longer? I think the one who still has no teeth will live longer. After all, he will be fatter, he must have more blood, and the flow will last longer than his companions..." Mu Fan stepped back, gave the dagger to the young man and asked the latter.

At this time, when they saw Mu Fan's behavior, they all felt strange, but it was a good way to force the other party to confess in this way. At this time, everyone felt a little normal for Mu Fan.

But more than 20 minutes have passed, and the feet of the two fallen killers were full of blood. The unconscious person has not woken up. The one with his eyes also turned yellow, and his vitality began to decline, but he did not mean to speak.

"Don't change the method of forcing confessions? I have many ways to make him open his mouth. If it goes on like this, they will die." The middle-aged man who has never spoken, the boss of several people looked at Mu Fan and frowned;

"Big boss, I think if I give the other party another ten minutes, he will move. I know very well the fear that this method brings to the other party. I feel that few people in the world can survive. This is a relatively cruel psychological tactic," the young man playing with the dagger looked at the middle-aged man, shook his head and smiled bitterly, as if Now he has also begun to recognize Mu Fan,

But ten minutes have passed, and the two of them are almost bleeding. They have not spoken for a long time, and their consciousness is not very clear. This makes several people feel afraid of this kind of Dongyang killer's bullshit warrior spirit. They all look at Mu Fan, who has been squatting on the ground and watching their blood flow dry and smoking. Don't say a word.

Looking at the process of the other party's blood flowing and drying, it is also the process of rapid change in the hearts of the dragonfly and others. They have many methods. It's the first time they saw this way of forcing confession. Is the other party dead? It's been more than an hour, and the blood is flowing very slowly. It should be dead. At this time, the man who forced confession to get information from the other party's mouth has been squatting on the ground and smoking a cigarette and staring straight at the blood of the two people. What kind of man is this?

At this time, it seemed that the middle-aged man understood something, and his eyes looked at Mu Fan more strangely. He broke the silence and said lightly, "You didn't plan to get anything from the other party's mouth at the beginning, did you?"

After smoking the cigarette in his hand, Mu Fan threw it away, stood up, stepped on it, scratched his head, looked at everyone, and smiled, "What do you need to know?" Their purpose is very clear. If they want to kill me, my purpose is also very clear. Kill those who want me to die! There is no one left! I came here today to see them die, and the purpose of giving you money is to kill people! The two of them have only died until now. I guess this period of time is enough for others to act. Ha ha, is it difficult to face the enemy in the dark? Of course, as for how to kill more such people, you know more than me, so I won't draw snakes and feet. I'm in a good mood today. It's time for lunch..."

After saying that, Mu Fan walked out. The dragonfly greeted the middle-aged man and hurriedly followed him. The rest of the people looked at each other and were completely stunned. What kind of man is this?

"It's a weird guy," the middle-aged man, Qingyan, the former captain of the Qinglong Brigade, looked at the back of Mu Fan and laughed; "It's just a man..."

"Big boss, he is terrible! I always feel that this boy is too insidious, more insidious than you!" At this time, the young man who lent Mu Fan's dagger frowned and looked at Qingyan Youyou Road.

Everyone suddenly looked at the young man, and then looked at Qingyan, with a look of agreement. Qingyan looked at several people with a wry smile and scolded, "Next is the time to test us. This boy seems to be a tyingy. It's not easy for us to take. We have to give some results to make this boy feel that he is not at a loss, otherwise say no. Let's decide which day ** we will do it once..."

Everyone was stunned, and then nodded to agree with the boss's suggestion. Soon, several people quickly cleaned up the bodies and left.