Chapter 121

Looking at these struggling swaying bastards, Han Fei immediately thought of the dead.

For ordinary people, the word "dead man" only exists in history textbooks and movies, but for Han Fei, it is a real and extremely difficult creature.

The reason why they are creatures is that Han Fei doesn't treat them as thoughtful people in his subconscious. In fact, they can't be regarded as complete people.

The dead men here are not the brave warriors who literally mean to die. They work hard for money or repaying kindness. Once they fail or need to disappear, they will die without hesitation.

The real killers are all the killing machines cultivated by the big families who have passed on for more than a thousand years. They have destroyed their personalities, distorted their human nature, and have no thoughts and souls of their own.

These dead men were selected from their childhood. They were fed with golden needles and secret medicine. They were almost destroyed both mentally and physically. Their only value is to wait for one day to perform the task ordered by their master.

Silent for decades of life, but the kind of fireworks blooming moment gorgeous, or moths to the fire as meaningless destruction.

Generally speaking, only one or two of the ten children can live to the age of ten. Between the ages of ten and fifteen, they will kill each other like insects.

In the end, only one of hundreds of poisonous insects can survive and win. This is the last king of poisonous insects. Only to this extent can he be regarded as a barely qualified death fighter.

The tragic point of a dead man's fate is to assassinate a monarch or a prince with hundreds of swords and axes and fish intestines sword. Before he takes a few steps, he is often chopped into a pool of meat mud. He only has the orders from his master in his mind. He doesn't care or know that adding swords and axes will kill people.

As for the sad point, there are many biographies in historical materials.

It's also a dead man who has been trained since childhood. If he is beautiful and his master loves him, there are many people who learn more about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Once upon a time, there were many princes and tycoons who took their beautiful maidservants to compete with others. Even if they could play the eternal masterpiece like spring and snow, one side would have the slightest flaw after all.

Even if the zither skill is excellent and looks like a relegated immortal, this is such a flaw. It is to cut off Wen Yu's hands and drag them out to feed the dog.

No one would have thought that the two hands that were cut off because of playing a wrong tone could easily cut the throat of several people with armor.

In contrast, even a cockfighting or cricket that grows majestic and majestic can be crowned as a powerful general, which is more valuable than a group of dead soldiers in the eyes of the superior!

The reason why Han Fei thinks of the dead is that the reaction of these bastards at the moment is astonishingly similar to the group of guys he met at the beginning.

At that time, Han Fei threw out 12 high explosive grenades. He was sure that the other side was dead and could not die any more. Then he dared to say that he would stop to smoke a cigarette. This shows that the dead man is abnormal and terrible.

In front of this group of bastards, there was a faint smell of death. Even though they were timid, they still surrounded themselves with machetes.

What is certain is that these bastards are definitely not the real dead men who are trained. Otherwise, if the one behind them really wants to make trouble on this scale, there will be a commotion in China for a long time. The people of the National Security Bureau will never allow such a terrorist force to exist on the land of China.

Secondly, a qualified dead man can only be cultivated by those families who have lived in seclusion for a long time. Whether it is man-made or natural disasters or the change of Dynasty, he is always out of the world.

This point is ruled out by Han Fei first. If there is a hidden family that has passed on for thousands of years behind, then nothing needs to be said. Han Fei immediately takes Qingxue to go abroad.

Now this group of bastards, Han Fei for a while and a half, really don't know what the situation is, since don't know the situation, simply don't want these things.

At the moment, no matter what plot you have, you can bring down one by one. Han Fei doesn't believe that these bastards can really go on forever!

Inspired by the Scarface, those bastards once again took up and saw that they rushed to Han Fei. Han Fei was also tired of fighting like running water, and now the cheetah rushed to the Scarface.

The so-called "catch the thief first, catch the king" is aimed at the performance of those gangsters just now. Han Fei knows that scar face is the key figure. Although there are many gangsters holding machetes to greet him, no one is Han Fei's enemy at all.

Originally, Han Fei worried that Lin cocoa was still in the car and couldn't go too far. Now he found out the key, so Han Fei didn't want to go on grinding like this!

Where they had passed, those bastards flew to one side with their swords, and the blood was flying around. The scarred face looked at Han Fei who was rushing towards him in horror. Before his brain could react, a warm machete was directly on his neck.

The scar face was a little confused. When he realized his situation, his neck was slightly painful. It was clear that the machete had made a blood mark on his neck!

Scar face's crotch was instantly wet. Half of it was scared by Han Fei, and the other half was scared by the blood on the knife.

The reason why the iron chopper gives people a warm feeling is that it has been continuously stained with too many people's blood, which is the temperature of blood.

What kind of bird are these bastards? Scar face can't be clearer!

All day long fooling around, many people may have AIDS. As far as he knows, there are no less than 20 fags in it.

Even if you're lucky and don't have AIDS, gonorrhea, syphilis and so on, you must have gone to the sea. If you accidentally get a little bit of it, you'll be finished!

"Big... Big brother, mistake... Misunderstanding... It's all misunderstanding..." the scar face said with difficulty.

Han Fei laughs. When he puts the chopper on the Hun's neck, those Hun's hands stop without any sign. They look at their retreat one by one. This is the normal performance!

Han Fei is more and more sure that there is something fishy behind it that he doesn't know, but it doesn't matter.

The scar face saw Han Fei's smiling face and shivered. When he started, others rushed up with a machete, but he was the happiest in the crowd. Now he finally knew what fear was!

"Brother, if you have something to say, don't do it if you don't use your hands. It's really a misunderstanding!" The scar's face trembled.

Han Fei directly took a machete and slapped it on his face. The bastard immediately fell on the ground with a swollen face. When scar face realized that he was still alive, he immediately burst out a strong desire for survival.

Seeing Han Fei coming, scar face immediately hugged Han Fei's thigh and begged for mercy: "brother! brother! I was wrong! I'm really wrong! Please let me go this time

Han Fei laughed, squatted down and patted the guy's cheek, joking: "now I know it's wrong. Why did you go there earlier? Didn't you call him fierce just now?"

Han Fei is not worried at all now. It seems that those bastards just wake up from sleepwalking, and they are scared by the terrible scene. Many people even spit out stomach acid.

Without waiting for Han Fei's action, the rest of the bastards had already escaped, and the cars blocked at the intersection were driven away.

In just four or five minutes, only Han Fei and a few jerks were left in the empty lane.

Han Fei didn't speak any more from the beginning to the end. The scarred face looked at the brothers who were not afraid of death just now. One by one, they ran clean, and they were still breathing here. They were all short of arms and legs.

Unknowingly, scar face was soaked with cold sweat all over his body, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

At this moment, scar's face suddenly responded. If he wanted to change the past, he would at most follow behind and yell. He would never do such stupid things as rushing forward with a machete.

But just now, I really rushed up with a machete, and even stepped on the blood mud of those brothers without any discomfort.

Not only that, but also he was very angry at the murderer. This is the act of seeking death! If he had a little sense, he would not do such a brainless thing!