The assassin, who was watched by the crowd, shook his chair and looked up at the crowd with two sneers.

"I used to think that you were elites. Now I see that you have lived on dogs for two or three years in the alien world?"

His tone is not good, and his speaking speed is faster. "They brainwashed you with their words. Ha ha, do you have your own ideas? What about the close disciple of the patriarch? He said no intervention, no intervention? I won't believe that bullshit.

It's seven months. It's a long time. Besides, after waiting for seven months to pass, when the great army of zongmen comes, what's our weight? "

After hearing this, the tea owner seemed to smell a bad fart. He pretended to dislike the wind in front of his nose and joked: "killer, you come in the wind and go in the blood. Naturally, we can't compare with you. Compared with power, we still think that life is more important. If life is gone, nothing will be left!"

"He's the close disciple of the patriarch. He's dead. Do you think the patriarch won't investigate? If we find any trace, we'll all die! "

The killer listened to people's opposition and said with a sneer: "greed for life and fear of death is greed for life and fear of death. Don't find so many reasons. Anyway, the blood contract has been signed. I will not drop blood essence to release the oath. You are still dead in the end."

"Damn it! You son of a bitch

"Killer, you've gone too far. Tie us to your chariot?"

Whether the tea owner or the butcher is angry at the threat from the bottom of his heart. I don't know whether Canghai will die or not, but the killer really deserves to die!!

"I don't want to be with you cowards. I'll go! Anyway, it's only seven months. If you think about it carefully, I'm sure I won't lift the blood contract. You'll decide whether to live or die at that time. "

The killer's indifferent words finished, picked up the hat on the table and put it on his head, then left the darkroom and walked towards the tunnel.

"Alas With a bitter sigh, a certain power leader sitting in a chair is holding his hair melancholy. For a moment, he doesn't know what to do, and other people are not much better. The dilemma makes everyone unable to make a decision easily!

When people were sad and sighing, there was a sharp scream in the tunnel. The tone changed because it was too sharp, but people recognized it in an instant. It was the killer's voice!

They stood up in a hurry, pushed the door open and walked towards the tunnel. However, as they approached the exit of the deep tunnel, they saw a disgusting corpse with a pair of dead fish eyes staring at it. Their limbs were firmly nailed to the stone wall of the tunnel with hard steel rods.

The steel drill nailed to the stone wall through the corpse is permeated with scarlet warm blood. The activity of the corpse has not completely disappeared, and the fingers will still tremble and twitch slightly.

That ordinary face, the original neat bun was beaten, and the familiar hat was embedded in his forehead like a steel knife!

There is also a sabre which is regarded as a treasure by the killer. It is broken into several pieces and thrown on the ground. Looking at the battlefield, it doesn't look like a fierce battle. It's like the killer was killed unilaterally!