Chapter 2293

"Well, for the sake of admitting your mistake!"

In front of him, the man named Henry nodded and put down his gun. In his opinion, the clown confessed his mistake in good faith, even if he was seeking fame and justice for his brother.

After all, they are mercenaries, their heads are all on the waist of their pants. One day.

"You have to remember that today's things are all caused by you. I will tell you that you don't need to tell me what to do in the future. Professional things should be done by professional people. Later, the leader will let me do it, and you clown will wipe our ass well!"

"Well, I'll do a good job. I'll tell them later that the position of leader will be given to Mr. Henry!"

"The battlefield is not a game. People like you should do a good job in logistics."

Looking at the clown crying soft, in front of this called Henry mercenary leader, very disdain.

Turning his head, Henry looked at the people behind him and said with a smile, "this time our gray skeleton mercenaries suffered the most casualties. As a price, I'll make the decision here. Which one of you supports and who opposes?"

Man hands pressed on the waist of the muzzle handle, a pair of threatening tone.

The people present looked at him strangely, as if they were looking at a dead man.

At this time, the moment the man turned around, the clown directly took out a revolver from his arms and aimed it at the back of his head.

"You What do you mean? "

At this time, Henry didn't know what happened. He threatened fiercely: "if any of you feel that you have our loyalty, you can send your own men to fight next time, I'll see..."

"Bang!"

The clown in no hurry in his head, left hand for right hand, right hand for left hand, finally his two hands clenched, and then directly pulled the trigger.

It seems that the clown doesn't know much about pistols. After all, he used to kill people with cold weapons, and occasionally with guns, he was blind.

Under this close range bombardment, the special bullet of the revolver gun directly blew out half of the man's head.

The blood splashed in the air like a fountain.

"Very good, it seems that my acting skills are still good!"

In this shower of blood, the clown touched his face, looking very intoxicated.

The presence of these people extremely strange looking at this abnormal.

I really don't know what kind of life state can suppress this evil guy. Killing people is not enough for fun, and even deeply intoxicated.

"In the future, I'll make the decision here. Do you understand me?"

The clown's infatuated smile suddenly closed, looked at the people around him, and then took out a red button from his hand. Inside his suit, there were layers of explosive devices.

The presence of people in the clown full of murderous eyes, slowly lowered his head.

This boy is really a madman. He doesn't care about other people's lives or even his own. What else can we talk about if he doesn't care about his own life.

"In memory of Mr. Henry's contribution, I decided to change our mercenary name to grey skeleton!"

The clown looked at the button and said: "in order to fight against the red spider mercenary under Ye Feng, I think the first name will cover him, gray skeleton. It's very powerful."

Looking at the crowd crazy

the clown laughed, reached for a move and said, "come on, bring out the driver's family. They are great heroes. Without him, the gray skeleton will die in vain this time!"

Soon, the door on the other floor of the room was opened, and a middle-aged woman came out with a pair of little boys and girls!

"Ah

Seeing a man in the room whose head was half blown up, the woman screamed in fright first, covering her eyes and shivering. She didn't know what to do. And the two children around her seem to be scared, pale but Lengleng looking at the eyes, hands and feet have been shaking, as if the soul was scared.

"Here, get the money!"

The clown waved, and the people next to him put two big boxes on the table.

Open and turn the suitcase around.

There's money in the trunk.

Two suitcases full of money, a burst of intoxicating ink fragrance, just a glance past, there are at least several million.

Sometimes desire can cover fear.

When the woman saw the two suitcases of money, her scream stopped suddenly. It seemed that the corpse under her feet was not so scared.

"Ma'am, this is the money I promised your husband!"

The clown patted the trunk and said, "in fact, you don't have to be too sad. As far as I know, your husband is terminally ill and can't live long. The seven million is enough for you and your two children for a lifetime, and you can go to a good school. It's your husband's last job for you!"

The clown squatted forward and touched the boy's pale face. His hands passed in front of him and pulled out a small red nose like magic."This is for you!"

The clown sticks the red nose to the tip of the child's nose and rubs his head gently.

"Come on, let's go!"

After that, the clown waved and walked out of the room as if nothing had happened.

After looking at each other, the mercenaries were slightly surprised, but they nodded and went out.

Clown this kind of person will be merciful to let others go.

But this guy has always been a lunatic. Who knows what he thinks!

Soon after they walked out of the door, at the intersection downstairs, a black BMW stopped at one side, and there were four powerful men standing around the BMW.

The crowd gathered around an old man in a stiff suit. Seeing the clown coming down, the old man asked in a low voice, "clown, are you going to let them go so easily?"

"What do you mean?" The clown looked at him and said with a smile.

"The boss said that no one is allowed to stay in the know about this matter. The root must be removed when cutting grass. If you can't bear to do it, you might as well give it to me!" The old man said faintly.

"Hum!"

The clown looked at him and laughed coldly, "do you think I can't do anything to these people?"

"No, I didn't mean that. I just wanted to...!" The old man explained in a hurry.

Looking at the clown in front of people's smile, can't help but make people feel cold.

"What do I do with your chirping? What are you?"

The clown came forward gently, suddenly took out a knife from his pocket, put his other hand around the old man's neck, and pointed the blade to his eyes.

"Don't you see the wrong person and dare to creat in front of me? If you don't need your eyes, you might as well give them to me!"

"You..."

People on the scene took out their guns one after another, and the bodyguard behind the old man pointed the gun at the clown

"this monster, get out of my way quickly!"

"Don't move, or you'll become a sieve!"

The tension between the mercenaries and the clowns followed the trend.

"Ha ha, don't worry, I'm just joking!"

Looking at the nervous crowd, the clown stretched out a sharp knife and scratched the old man's face. "I seem to see that your face is a little dirty. Why don't I wipe it for you? Or I don't think your teeth are good. Let me help you. I've been a dentist before."

"No No more

The old man said in panic.