Chapter 346

"Trochevsky, why are you here?"

"Take me to see brother makusha. Something's wrong with the hotel."

The guard was surprised. Looking at the panicked trochevsky with blood on his face, he didn't doubt. He opened the door and walked to the house in the opposite direction.

Pass through some narrow patios and enter the back three story building. In the messy room, five or six men were in a circle, watching four men play cards.

The smoke was swirling in the house, and the choking trochevsky coughed.

Hearing the cough, the people turned around and one of them said, "what's the matter?"

"Brother makusha, trochevsky came and said there was an accident over the hotel."

The doorman who led the way shouted.

"What?"

The people were surprised when they heard the speech. Another man stood up and said in a hurry, "did the police go to search?"

Trochevsky didn't speak. He looked carefully at the man in front of him. He had a beard, six feet tall, strong and tall, and tattooed with stars and moon on his right wrist.

Seeing that trochevsky did not speak, the man stepped forward, twisted his collar and shouted, "I asked you, didn't you hear me?"

Trochevsky suddenly laughed: "are you makusha?"

"Huh?"

Without waiting for these people to react, trochevsky suddenly squirmed like countless insects, and soon became a terrible scarecrow in a black cloak.

"Shua Shua..."

Countless tentacles shot out of the Scarecrow and pierced everyone in the room in an instant.

Except makusha.

Small tentacles, like ropes, tied him firmly.

As soon as the door rang, Sharon came in. After a while, Tina poked her head out from behind and said with a smile, "I've put all the others down. What should I do?"

"Wait a minute, I have a better way to deal with it!"

Sharon said coldly, walked to makusha's frightened face, held each other's chin and looked carefully. Sure enough, there was a slight wound on his cheek.

"Say, what about the girls you took last night?"

"Is that you?" Makusha stared. "Are you the man who talked to me on the phone?"

"Sorry, it's not me, but I'm more terrible than him." Sharon said expressionless, "say it, I can make you die faster."

Makusha laughed strangely.

Sharon stared at him coldly for a moment, nodded slightly, grabbed the grass of makusha, and his body began to wriggle and twist again. In makusha's frightened eyes, the terrible scarecrow turned into him soon.

"... the memory of these two days is very clear... I found it, fornan manor. The girls will be auctioned at 12 o'clock tonight, and then sent directly to the ship..."

He turned into the grass of makusha and carefully looked at his memory: "wait, some memories seem to have been sealed and tampered with. Boss, you'd better have a look in person."

Sharon stepped forward, grabbed makusha's head and looked directly into each other's eyes. His eyes instantly turned scarlet.

Makusha trembled, and then a shrill and frightened scream came out of his mouth. The legs twisted violently and twitched, but they soon stopped moving.

Sharon snorted, loosened his hands, looked at makusha, who was stunned alive, his eyes returned to normal, turned his head and said to Tina, who had just entered the house: "it's done?"

Tina nodded, "it's all done."

Xie Lun looked around, suddenly grabbed the clothes hanger placed in the corner of the wall, broke other branches, leaving only the coarsest long pillar in the middle of the room. After putting it in the middle of the room, he said to the grass: "sit this guy on it."

Looking at the pillar with a tall person and a sharp top, which is thicker than an adult's arm, the grass is also self-taught. Raise makusha, aim at the top of the pillar and put it down.

With a "ow", makusha, who was in a coma, suddenly woke up. Open his mouth and scream, but the more he screams and struggles, the more his body sinks.

"All right, fix it. Don't let him tilt the hanger." Sharon nodded with satisfaction and said to Tina, "hang up the others like this. They like to earn money from women, so I'll let them taste being stabbed. "

***

Under the dim street lights, in the deserted alley.

"Fadili."

Brian emerged from the darkness like a ghost.

The middle-aged man waiting for him seemed to be used to Brian's haunting. He calmly turned around and nodded: "Brian, long time no see. I heard you retired."

"Yes."

"So you come this time?"

"I did it for my daughter, cam. She was kidnapped."

"Oh... I'm sorry."

Brian stepped forward and stared into each other's eyes. "Fadhili, you should know something, right?"

Fadili said calmly, "you should start from the crime scene."

"I've been to the crime scene. Someone came first. He took all the valuable clues." Brian said in a deep voice, "but the maikou gang are domineering in Paris. You can't know their origin and whereabouts."

Fadhili pursed his lips. "I'm retired, too, Brian. We're not the only people who used to fight and kill."

"Count me, please, fadhili. I've wasted nearly 24 hours. I haven't made any progress so far. I'm going crazy." Brian gritted his teeth and said, "if something happens to my daughter, I can't guarantee what I will do."

Fadhili sighed, took out a business card from his pocket, handed it to Brian, and then said an address: "take this business card to that place. As long as they haven't done it yet, they should give it to you."

Brian took the card and glanced: "Honorary Adviser to the national security agency?"

Fadili shrugged: "just make a living."

"Thank you, man. I owe you a favor this time."

Brian turned and left. Fadhili said in a hurry, "remember, only you, woman, don't bother..."

While talking, Brian had disappeared into the dark. Fadhili shook his head and whispered, "if you get into big trouble, I can't help you, Brian."

More than half an hour later, Brian got out of the taxi. In order to prevent anyone from following, he deliberately got off the car at two intersections from his destination.

Taking advantage of the night, he put up his collar, covered most of his cheeks, put his hands in his coat pocket and walked quickly along the sidewalk.

After arriving at fadhili's address, Brian looked back and forth. After confirming that there was no one, he reached out and knocked on the door.

"Zhi" made a light sound, and the door flashed a gap.

The gate was hidden and not closed.

Brian frowned and knocked on the door again. He made sure that no one came to open the door, so he pushed the door and went in. All the houses in the yard are turned off without any light. It seems that everyone here has fallen asleep.

Brian shrugged the tip of his nose. He smelled a smell of blood. Take out the mobile phone and shine forward with the light of the mobile phone. As a result, a ferocious iron green face appears in front of Brian.

Brian took a deep breath and looked carefully. He found that the man had long died and his death was strange. The body is inserted into a stick nailed to the ground. The stick is deeply inserted into the body from the back. It should bleed alive and die.

What's more terrible is that there are more than one such dead body. The back is densely packed, like a telegraph pole, in two neat rows, extending from the patio to the house.

Brian is also a man killed from the sea of blood, but he has never seen such a scene. When the night wind blew, the bodies hanging on the wooden sticks, the shaking of their hair and clothes, and their dead eyes made Brian feel cold in the back of his head.