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Little Ai Fu bit the cigarette with steel teeth, his hair stood upright, he swung his fist backwards, staggered two steps but missed, and there was no one behind him.
Boom~
The crackling sound of the flame burning the air was extremely ear-piercing. Little Ivor turned around in horror, and the man in the red scarf sat down on the ground, coughing uncontrollably.
The huge body of the bald man stood stiffly on the spot, his head was completely burned by the black flames, leaving only a bit of carbonization, which was in stark contrast to the exaggerated body shape. Without waiting for little Ai Fu to make any further moves, Chi Kiss chopped off his ears and neck with a single knife, and the corpse was separated in a radiance of blood.
The bitten off cigarette butt fell to the ground at this time, and sparked a few sparks, but was immediately stamped out by Zha Xiaodao.
He lowered his head and said to the man in the red square scarf, "Are you all right?"
The red square scarf covered his neck, reluctantly nodded.
"The people at the hall are now heading straight to the lair of the Odunk Brotherhood. If they are all monsters like this, I'm afraid everyone is no match for them."
The blood on the Chi Kiss knife slid all over, and the blade was shiny. Zha Xiaodao flew a knife on his wrist. After hearing what the red square scarf said, he asked, "Where is it?"
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At sunset, in the criss-crossing narrow alleys, gangsters with fierce faces swaggered through the market. They pushed passers-by, kicked over the fruit stalls, cursed all kinds of obscenities between their yellowed teeth, and pistols protruded from the edge of their bulging pockets. And knives, people can't avoid it.
One of them was wearing a suit, with a red scarf around the collar, and black hair was meticulous. Most of the people on the other side were wearing deer caps, woolen coats or jackets, and their blue eyes were full of ferocity.
The two groups were so aggressive that they just turned a street corner, and they bumped into each other, only separated by a railway!
As if a gunpowder keg was ignited, the two teams exploded, and they were about to collide!
"Ohh Ohh ohh!"
On the railway, black smoke billowed from the chimney, and a red leather train passed by like a long queue. The two groups retreated hastily, watching each other's faces being covered by the passing wagons.
""
Silence, long silence.
This section of the train was exceptionally long. After about thirty seconds, the train finally passed completely.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The two groups finally collided with each other, the blades and axes were raised high, and two gunshots sounded from time to time, the scene was bloody and tragic.
"my God!"
On the train, the fat detective of the police station was dressed in casual clothes. He looked away, gritted his teeth and roared at the opposite side: "Liang Hui, are you crazy?"
Liang Hui poured sugar cubes one by one into the coffee cup on the table, stirred them evenly with a spoon, and put his hands in front of the inspector.
"Mr. Jones, I haven't felt better in almost ten years."
Liang Hui, who was sitting by the window, had ruddy skin and a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but his straight back and deeply furrowed brows all showed his vigorous energy.
"It's even better when you're sentenced to die of old age in prison."
Jones sneered: "Don't expect me to wipe your ass this time. I can turn a blind eye to a few corpses in the gutter. But I can't hold you and another group of desperadoes A large-scale fire broke out, and I will be devastated just to clean up the corpses!"
"Jones, I have always regarded you as a friend, and I will not harm a friend. You have been a detective in the Chinese district for almost ten years. Do you still remember what you used to say to me? The salary of the police is pitifully low."
"It's not about money!"
Jones interrupted Liang Hui: "This is too bad! The city hall will definitely ask me, how do you tell me to pass the police supervisor level? The group of media will pounce on me like a mad dog and tear me to pieces."
"If yesterday, you had already been transferred from the post of inspector here, and the new inspector had not been appointed yet. Would the group of media not be able to find you?"
Jones drank his coffee rudely, bumping the cup and the plate. He muttered and cursed a few words, and spat at Liang Hui: "Who do you think you can decide for? The city hall or the police inspector? With your opium and dirt money?"
"Jones, I can't make decisions for anyone, but you can."
Liang Hui took out a stack of green US dollars, and a transfer notice, the signature on it was still blank.
Jones snatched the transfer letter, read it at a glance, and his face became very exciting.
"you……"
He looked at Liang Hui in disbelief.
"This city taught me the charm of money very early on."
Jones bowed his head and thought for a while, then said sullenly, "I'll think about it."
Liang Hui smiled noncommittally. The leader of the gang, who was struggling with life and death a few days ago, showed a special kind of deep charm in his smile.
Jones grabbed the wad of dollars and stuffed them into his pocket, coughed, stretched out his hand to tighten his collar, looked left and right, and then walked away quickly with his pocket in his pocket.
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The address pointed out by the man in the red scarf was not too far away. Zha Xiaodao crossed two railroad tracks, and within about 20 minutes, he arrived at the lair of the Odunk Brotherhood he said.
This is an abandoned factory. There is silence in the spacious factory building, and there is no trace of fighting
There are brackets made of corroded steel everywhere, and fat mice climb the stairs. The air smelled of decay.
In the dark factory building, there seemed to be countless pairs of clammy eyes staring at Cha Xiaodao.
A whirling blade stabbed at Zha Xiaodao's temple, and he knocked it down immediately.
A small man in a brown felt hat sat up on the support as if swinging on a swing.
"What did you do to Ivor?"
His voice was deep and deep.
Zha Xiaodao sniffed his nose, and he smelled a strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of sea.
boom!
Half of the corpse fell from the ceiling, judging from the blood-soaked clothes, it was undoubtedly the person of Hesheng.
"Am I late?"
The little man laughed strangely: "What do you think?"
But his smile froze immediately. An extremely dark fire ball appeared between Zha Xiaodao's hands, and the vicious heat wave surged, burning people's eyes sorely.
The golden light of Qiangu Biography remained around Zha Xiaodao's skin, bathing his whole body in the rich golden light. Thick white steam rose into the air from the top of his head and back, and finally condensed into a ferocious facial features with a wide mouth before dissipating with a bang.
"Forget it, let's make a quick decision."
Zha Xiaodao's face was extremely solemn, and the muscles on his face twitched slowly.
dong dong~
The black fire ball between his hands contracted and expanded continuously, reminiscent of the beating of a heart.
Boom dong~ dong dong~ dong dong~ dong dong~ dong dong dong~
The beating of the heart became more and more rapid, and finally became one piece.
The posture of gluttony.
Food Rage!
In Taotie's inheritance, the most destructive move, even today's Cha Xiaodao, can only barely bear its load under the premise of opening the "Eternal Biography".
"Kill him!"
In the darkness, no one knew who roared.
Boom!
The black flame exploded, covering hundreds of square meters of factory buildings, the ground trembled, and a thick black cloud curled up. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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