"Kill!" The angry crowd picked up the guy in their hands and rushed towards him desperately!

"snort!"

Du Weichen let out a sound of disdain from his nose, and saw his eyes flashing, and he flew up with a kick, directly hitting the blond man's chest.

The blond man was like a piece of trash being thrown out, passing through a beautiful arc in the air, and then hit the ground heavily with a crashing sound, as if he was on all fours.

When the blond man saw him kicking, he knew that the opponent's target was him. He also wanted to retreat, but the speed of that kick was too fast. He didn't even have time to blink.

When he was just starting to think, that kick had already hit his chest firmly. With a "pop!", he could almost clearly feel that his ribs were broken.

"Ouch——!" He opened his mouth and let out an earth-shattering scream. His face suddenly became as pale as paper, and he bent over and arched his back. He was seen tightly protecting his chest with his hands, and he tried to climb up from the ground with difficulty.

He stood up, but as soon as he started to move, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. After he had just stood up, he fell straight down again!

Bang! With a muffled sound, the dust on the ground rose. Seeing this scene, everyone knew that he would never get up again. Quiet! It was very quiet, only the breathing in the ears and the violent heartbeat.

Everyone present was stunned. No one ran over to help their leader. Everyone looked at the God of Death in horror. No one thought that he would hurt someone with his kick in the siege of everyone. They didn't expect that he would hurt someone with his kick.

His movements were so fast, ruthless, and accurate. Just now, they only saw the figure flashing, and then they saw the person being kicked away, but he still stood still. It seemed that it was everyone's illusion that he had not moved.

If the target of the attack just now was me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to defend myself at all, and I wouldn't be able to stop him even if he wanted to.

Du Weichen just glanced at the person on the ground, which shattered his internal organs and had no choice but to go see the King of Hell!

"Life, stay!" The simple words immediately woke up the enemies who were temporarily immersed in shock.

"You are looking for death!" The black man glared angrily and cursed at the oriental man in front of him who was shorter than him. He waved the machete in his hands and slashed at the upright man. He struck in anger, but it caused

I tried my best. "Humph!"

Although the strength of the opponent's sword was amazing, in Du Weichen's eyes, it was just average. He snorted coldly, gave way lightly, and pulled someone from behind to block the sword, "Crack!" An unknown arm swung in unison.

The shoulder was cut off. Blood splattered everywhere, and "pop!" the arm fell to the ground.

"Ah!" With a hoarse scream, the man who lost his arm fainted. Before the poor white man could figure out what happened, he had already lost an arm, which was cut off by his own people.

The black man holding the machete in both hands was stunned and stunned on the spot. The others were also stunned again. The first injured blond man just opened his mouth, but he was stunned by the scene in front of him. They stared blankly.

The bright red blood of the brother who had his arm cut off flowed all over the ground, deeply irritating the group of desperadoes in front of him.

It was too fast. It had only been about ten minutes since the Death God got off the car. However, their two brothers had been killed instantly, and they didn't even have a chance to resist. It was hard for them to guard against it.

A Caucasian man closest to Du Weichen reacted instantly, and then yelled, "I'll kill you!" He waved the machete, turned around and struck again. He didn't seem to see the machete coming at him, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, as if smiling.

He looked at the group of people in front of him with a non-smile, as if they were waiting for something.

Amidst the roars of their own people, the remaining people came to their senses, and the wolf nature and violent factors stored in their bodies were instantly activated.

"Go!" "Kill!" "Kill!" Their eyes were red and bulging, and they all showed vendettas. They waved the weapons in their hands and opened their mouths to shout. Dozens of them were like madmen, rushing towards

The god of death standing in the crowd stormed over.

They were originally desperate people, but now they were completely enraged. Their crazy looks seemed like bloodthirsty wolves, rushing forward and trying to bite people apart regardless of their lives.

The unruly man looked directly at their actions, the corners of his smile mixed with an incomprehensible evil spirit, the ghostly aura suddenly diffused from his body, and then his body flickered in everyone's eyes, as if

Like a flash of green smoke, a big knife struck. "Crack!" The sound of the knife entering the flesh and chopping on the bones. However, this time his knife hit a person's back. He could not make a single blow like before.

Instead, the knife got stuck in the man's body. "Ah!" "Dak! Are you crazy? Why do you only cut your own people!" "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"Bah! Bah! Bah!"

"Ah! My hand, my hand!"

"..."

Various screams continued, and a figure shuttled among them like a ghost. Dozens of thugs could not control the knives and guns in their hands. They who were supposed to deal with the God of Death all targeted their own people, Chi Guoguo.

Scenes of cannibalism.

The scene was already covered in blood. However, when Du Weichen stopped, there was no blood on his body and he was clean. He did not look like someone who had been through a big battle.

However, none of the dozens of people who fell to the ground could stand up again. Most of them were no longer breathing. Only a few people with severed arms and legs still had some breath left.

Du Weichen didn't look at the messy footage in front of him anymore. He walked back to the car with neat steps, and then Juechen left. It seemed that what just happened had nothing to do with him.

Until he left the scene of the crime, no one came to deal with the earth-shattering murders here, because in this country, similar bloody beatings often occur. Government departments have repeatedly banned them, and their power is still unable to deal with these tough organizations. Generally,

They always turn a blind eye to the situation and will not cause trouble for themselves. What's more, they can't do anything even if they want to.

After driving around for half an hour, the Hummer finally entered the villa area of ​​a private villa and stepped into the lobby of a high-end villa. Du Weichen took off all the car keys and coat in his hand and threw them to a middle-aged housekeeper who greeted him. He only respected

He bent down towards the owner, took his suit jacket and car keys and left.

Walking elegantly, Du Weichen, expressionless, stared straight at the man sitting on the sofa, and raised his eyebrows in displeasure. This slender guy clearly came to see a joke.

"Hehe...Boss, it seems that you deliberately revealed your whereabouts to the other party. You succeeded this time. How about it? Is it fun? Are you having fun?"

The guy who greeted him with a smile on his face was named Tang Boyi. He was the second in command of the Long Yan Organization and was brought up by Du Weichen. Not only was his skill terrifying, his specialty was computers. His hacker skills were unmatched. Without him, he could break through

An incompetent computer, a born computer expert.

He is about twenty-five or six years old. He is a mixed-race man with messy silver hair. His amber eyes are somewhat unruly. His nose is high and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, giving him a bad look.

Feel.

The fair facial skin has almost no blemishes, and there is no trace of marks or scars. The texture of the facial skin is very delicate. This delicate texture is not smooth and soft like that of Asians, but milky white like Europeans and Americans.

Smooth and tender, just like the fine skin developed by soaking in a small milk bath.

The face is as clear as a sculpture. The angular face is extremely handsome. The facial features are very three-dimensional and deep. Although the lines are clear, they are by no means 'tough' lines. It is just that the outline of the face is clear and distinct, and there is something a little bit different about it.

Oriental sophistication.

His father is an authentic oriental, while his mother is the daughter of a noble from a certain country. His innate nobility makes him have a gentlemanly demeanor, and is elegant and perfect. However, his ruffian and careless character makes him

The beauty has been reduced a bit.

As soon as he spoke, he was met with a cold glare, like a blade flying towards him. Du Weichen, who sat down, said coldly: "It's almost time, it's time to deal with Bai Jiamu!"

"White Pig really thinks that the title of boss is just a boast, and yet someone who is not afraid of death comes to visit him. How pitiful, how pitiful!"

The sound of gloating sounded, and Tang Boyi's handsome face showed a disappointed expression. He couldn't help but shake his head. His beautiful and unusual eyes were extremely cold, like an iceberg that had never melted for thousands of years. There was no warmth in his eyes, and this severe coldness followed him.

As his beautiful eyes gradually seeped out, permeating his whole body, an inexplicable murderous aura permeated his body.

Du Weichen frowned slightly, looked at him indifferently, and changed the subject: "Have you found the person I asked you to check?"

"Who? Black Hawk?"

Tang Boyi rolled his eyes, his eyes softened a lot, his handsome and charming face was once again stained with a smile, and he continued: "Boss, the Black Eagle you are looking for seems to have disappeared from the world. It is really hard to find it now.

I have listened to your advice and directly looked for someone in the country, but there was no trace of him. Do you think he just couldn't get over it and just played a show of favoritism and went to the underworld to find his partner?"

"Put away your messy thoughts. Don't forget that he said he would avenge Red Eagle. Moreover, my feeling is not wrong. He must be lurking in our capital."

His eyes were slightly raised, his thin lips were slightly raised, and his tone was confident and certain.

Black Eagle and Red Eagle are a group of couple killers. They do not belong to any organization. As long as the seller can afford the price, they will take over the business. Because they were asked to assassinate Xia Hua's military commander, they were included in Long Yan's elimination list.

At that time, Long Yan sent two members to hunt them down. During the fight, Red Eagle died for Black Eagle. Black Eagle, who escaped the disaster, made a statement and killed all Long Yan members, vowing to avenge Red Eagle.

.

After being seriously injured, Black Eagle never appeared in the public eye again. He tried his best to find his whereabouts. He was considered a major mistake in the Long Yan organization. After all, Black Eagle's skills were no worse than those of Long Yan members.

It’s not that easy to kill him!

Tang Boyi raised his eyebrows, but did not refute the boss's words, because he felt that his credibility was quite strong, not to mention that he had been shot several times, and it might really be related to the Black Hawk.

"Hehe...Boss, I didn't expect that he would go directly to settle accounts with you. By the way, there is good news from the capital. I wonder if the boss is interested in hearing it?" Tang Boyi looked at his boss with a bright smile.

Here, no matter how you look at it, it seems a bit like schadenfreude.
Chapter completed!