"Say it! Who told you to do it! If you don't say it, I'll let you taste it! " Du Jinlong raised the red hot shovel to the guy.

It's the first time that Du Jinlong has done it. Somehow, he's very excited. Maybe he was born with the potential to be a cruel official!

It seems that the killer wants to be firm to the end. Facing the red shovel, he is also reluctant to spit out a word. Du Jinlong was so hot that he wanted to ask something earlier. When he saw that this guy was still dragging, he was angry.

"Damn it! I see you don't cry without the coffin! Since you don't want to say it, have a good taste of it! " Du Jinlong finished and printed the hot shovel on the killer's chest.

The thin coat didn't have the slightest protection. In an instant, it was burned out a big hole. Then there was a hissing sound, a smell of iron plate burning meat came over, and then there was the smell of burnt skin.

Du Jinlong's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. How could he feel that something was wrong with his imagination? He only heard the hissing sound and white smoke in front of him, but he didn't hear this guy's scream!

This killer is also an absolute tough guy, let Du Jinlong scald the skin and flesh on his chest, just bite the crown of his teeth without saying a word, and the sweat on his face is like a drop of soybeans.

The little brothers around also felt numb when they saw this scene. The red hot shovel could resist without saying a word. How cruel this guy must be!

The gangsters on the road always admire those tough guys. Seeing the shovel turn from red to black, even the front of the shovel has fallen into his flesh, this guy still doesn't snort. If we don't talk about the position, they really want to worship with such tough guys.

"The trough! He's a tough guy Du Jinlong knew that he would not open his mouth even if he was branded like this. In addition, he was also shocked by this man. His hand holding the shovel trembled slightly. Then he took the shovel back and threw it to the ground.

"Not to mention, the smell of roast human flesh for the first time is no worse than that of Teppanyaki." The killer was all wet. He looked at the scabby wound on his chest, which was burned and then roasted, and said a word of self mockery.

At this time, Xiao Wu subconsciously looks at Han Fei and finds that Han Fei's eyes are full of praise. Although this guy almost shot him in the head tonight, Xiao Wu has to admit that this guy is really tough.

If such a man is absolutely a good hand in the army, he will fight against his ruthlessness and tenacity. Even if he is sent to Guoan as a field worker, he will be sent to the enemy's rear with a steel knife that people can't underestimate. It's a pity to kill him like this.

Han Fei also said with a smile at this time: "cruel enough, tolerant enough, and so good professional ethics. If it wasn't for today's event, I really want to take you to the company as a security guard."

At the moment, the guy even had Yu Li, joking: "I'm afraid I'll be taken as the security boss. What if one day I want to be the boss and the gun goes off?"

"What does that mean?" Du Jinlong didn't respond for a moment. He said it subconsciously. A little brother immediately explained a few words in Du Jinlong's ear. Du Jinlong showed his clear color.

"That's true. If the wolf can't be domesticated, few people dare to guard the house. Let's talk about the matter. You have your professional ethics, and I have my principles. Since you don't want to name your employer, I can't just let you go.

I have several plans for you to weigh. First, you can directly load sacks into the river. Although you may suffer some pain before you die, you can still live a little longer.

Second, directly shoot your head and then sink into the river. It's a happy way to die in an instant, but it's said that the corpses are not all accepted by ghost messengers. If you can't enter reincarnation, you can only wander all the time and become a wandering ghost. Choose one yourself. " Han Fei said with a smile.

The guy's face changed when he heard this. The first way of death was too painful. He would rather have a good time, but if he had a shot in the head, his big caliber sniper's head would be broken to pieces.

In the Three Kingdoms period, Sun Quan gave Guan Yu's head to Cao Cao. Cao Cao also asked the craftsmen to build a body of fragrant wood for Guan Yu to bury him completely. He didn't want to throw it in the river or dig a hole in the wilderness without his head.

"Then... Elder brother, do you know if there is a third way to die?" That guy is also a bachelor, and he even wants to talk about terms at this time.

Also, this person is not afraid of death, even after suffering from torture, he doesn't say a word, so it's nothing to fight for a decent way to die.

"How do you want to die?" Han Fei joked.

"If you don't give some rat poison dichlorvos, you can't live as long as you don't wash your stomach. At least you can die with dignity." The killer laughed.

"You don't have to pay for the rat poison dichlorvos! Do you think our money came out of the wind? Brother, if you want me to say don't be cheap, there are so many uncompleted buildings in the suburbs that you can push him down from the top of the building directly. No one can find out anything if he falls into meat mud. " Du Jinlong said.

"This proposal is very constructive. Tie it up and go to the uncompleted residential building." Han Fei said.

After a while, the killer was tied tightly by several younger brothers and stuffed into the trunk. The night was smooth, that is, he drove to the outskirts in ten minutes.

The surrounding area is open, and the weeds in the field are half human height. A gust of night wind really makes people feel cool.

"That's it. There's a small pond in front of the wind. There's wind and water. It's a treasure land of geomantic omen. Do you have anything to say before you die?" On the top floor of a dilapidated building, Han Fei looks at the killer and jokes.

"Brother, can I have a cigarette?" The killer took a look at Han Fei's big Su, and his eyes were full of desire.

"The trough! After a while, I'll have to fall to pieces and smoke chicken feather cigarettes! " Du Jinlong just kicked it.

"Jinlong, give it to him." Han Fei said.

Du Jinlong then took out a big Su and put it into the killer's mouth. Without urging, everyone waited for the guy to finish smoking this cigarette. Sometimes silence was more frightening than roaring.

But this guy's psychological quality is no doubt very good. He smokes calmly, and his face is full of intoxication. He can't see the slightest fear. Until the cigarette has been burned to the end, Du Jinlong pulls out the cigarette end from his mouth and fiercely says, "think clearly, you can fall to pieces from here. It's still time for you to open your mouth now!"

The killer was still unmoved. Instead, he buried Du Jinlong and said, "I'm not a piece of cement. I can't break the rotten meat when I fall down. If you don't believe me, let's make a bet. If I win, you have to dig a hole and sell me."

Du Jinlong's mouth twitched: "Mom, what are you talking to me about! You go down for me

Du Jinlong then directly picked up this guy and dragged him to the rooftop. At the moment when Du Jinlong pulled him out of the rooftop, Han Fei clearly saw the fear on his face and the trace of reluctance. No one is really not afraid of death, and no one is willing to die even if he is about to fall. He is a real man.

"Die for me! It's easy to leave, but I don't want to see you off! " Du Jinlong said and let go, and the guy immediately hit the floor.

In just a few seconds, the man's muscles trembled involuntarily, and he got goose bumps. Even when he was called by the shovel, he didn't say a word. At this time, he even screamed.

Everyone has the instinct to survive, but it's a pity that he's not a bird. What's more, even when he's thrown from the roof, his hands and feet are tied. No matter how hard he struggles, it's futile.

This landing moment should be very painful. Is it a sharp pain? I don't know what to go in the next second. I don't know whether his face lands first or his body lands first. It's almost the same.

This guy immediately pondered that if he fell to death all of a sudden, what a crime he would suffer if he fell half dead!

Just the next moment, this guy doesn't make any noise, because his head is getting closer to the ground. He closes his eyes like he knows his life, and then he feels a sudden shock and doesn't know anything.

"Big brother, this guy passed out." On the open space downstairs, Du Jinlong said unexpectedly.

"It's normal to faint. Do you expect him to be alive now?" Han Fei said.

"Instructor, is that really the way this person is?" Small five also some not sure of ask a way.

Han Fei laughed: "if you are angry in your heart, do you want to stop fighting?"

"That's not necessary. To tell you the truth, I really appreciate this man. It's a pity if he stays in the military area command..."

I don't know how long after that, the killer wakes up and feels sharp pain like breaking up all over his body. It turns out that death is just like this, and it's not so unbearable.

But after a while, this guy felt that something was wrong. There were people talking around him. Did he meet a kid on the way to huangquan? But what's the familiar smell of cigarettes? When did the hell become synchronized with the world?

Just then he heard a voice: "big brother, he's awake."

Hearing this, he finally felt that something was wrong. Then he saw several people in shorts with long hairy legs coming to him. The next one was the sound of shaking and cutting the rope. He was put back to the ground from mid air.

Looking up, he was not a judge of Yama, but the group who had just pushed himself down the stairs. It turned out that he was alive and alive!

This guy immediately realized what happened to the sharp pain just now. He threw the rope down from the top of the 12th floor. When he was about to land, the rope behind him suddenly tightened, which almost made him cut into several pieces.

At this time, Han Fei also took out a dagger and broke the rope on his body“ You're a tough guy. It's a pity that you're dead. Get rid of your rags. "