"You want to kill me?" For the first time, a hoarse, gloomy voice came from the throat of the man in black.

His face was ferocious, and his fierce eyes looked like a poisonous wolf. His hand holding the screwdriver was very powerful, and the sharp barb embedded in his palm did not make him show any pain.

"Captain! There's a situation! " Another man in black found the abnormality on his companion's side and whispered to the ghost who was sweeping the whole room.

Four or five people in black suddenly appeared around the young father like ghosts. The long and narrow samurai sword had come out of the body, and the blade was aimed at his head!

The young father, who was holding his child in one hand, was not afraid of such a situation. On the contrary, the madness in his eyes became more and more prosperous.

He released his right hand holding the screwdriver, raised his head and laughed wildly, turned to all the people in black around him with his fingers, and said contemptuously: "a group of black dogs, come if you want to kill me!"

"You killed my wife, what face do I have to live in this world? You've killed me. Those who have seed will kill me now! "

The young father, whose eyes are red and his spirit is in extreme hatred, waves his one arm and shouts to all the prisoners around him.

"Keep your heads down!" A man in black's samurai sword suddenly came out of his body and cut it on the shoulder blade of a prisoner at the top of the fourth level.

His whole body's intention of killing overflowed without concealment, and all the prisoners with signs in their hearts could not resist the erosion of the strong intention of killing, and they could not help lowering their heads again.

The ghost, as the captain, wandered to the young father's body. He turned his head and looked at his bloody hands. He waved his hand and said, "throw away this disgusting weapon and bandage it quickly!"

"Yes! Captain The man in black obediently threw the screwdriver on the ground, took out the bandage, and began to skillfully bandage his wound. As for the ghost, he was squinting and staring at the emotional young father.

"You know what? Our shadow team didn't have any casualties in this raid. Your raid was ingenious. It made one of my men's palms skinned!

Do you know the difference between no casualties and casualties? What did you say when you asked me to report? Said he was stabbed in the palm by a garbage?! I can't say that! "

Ghost Wu shook his head, a pair of black and white eyes suddenly opened, sporadic a few blood let him like a ghost as ferocious terror.

He pinched his father's throat with one hand and lifted him up easily. His eyes were staring at his face. "It's because of you, let me report this action disgracefully! You know what? "

"Dad... Dad..." the young father, who was choked by his throat, seemed to feel something. After two words, he could not help crying. The killing intention in the ghost's eyes disappeared quietly, and his hand was suddenly released.

"If you have a child, I won't make it difficult for you. I will report it truthfully. We also have morality and justice, but don't think of the child as a shield for you to do whatever you want!"

The ghost's cold words fell, and the swords of four or five men in black suddenly returned to their scabbard, and the figure disappeared quietly, leaving the young father standing alone among the captives.