1237: C1237 Polite Young People

C1237 Polite Young People

The young man was very polite. He bent over and knocked on the car window, indicating Black Scorpion to open the door and speak.

In fact, the front passenger door was still open and the driver was staring outside. The young man didn't get on the car, he just knocked on the window.

Here they come.

I still haven't escaped them.

This thought appeared in Black Scorpion's mind. He took a deep breath and slowly lowered the car window. Looking at the young man, he tried his best to look calm and innocent: "Who are you?"

"My name is Gao Fei, a nobody."

Gao Fei leaned his arm on the car, leisurely lit a cigarette, and asked: "You must be Black Scorpion, the boss of the South American Devil Scorpion Killer Group. You came to Bucho to kill a child."

They looked like two old friends whom they had not seen for a long time. They were very casual and plain, ignoring the two corpses that had died with grievances.

Black Scorpion did not deny it and nodded: "Yes, I am Black Scorpion."

Gao Fei smiled faintly: "It's okay, I didn't find the wrong person."

Without waiting for Black Scorpion to say anything, he asked again, "How do you want to die?"

"I don't want to die. Even if someone does have to die, it will be you."

Black Scorpion laughed, revealing his white teeth. Then, he suddenly raised his right hand that was hidden behind his back.

For Black Scorpion to be able to create a killer group, naturally, his martial arts would be much better compared to others, especially his attainment in the way of the spear. For now, not to mention his excellent spear skills, just the speed of his spear alone made him think that he could be placed in the top 10 of the world.

This guy called Gao Fei might be powerful, but Black Scorpion didn't think he could dodge his sudden attack. Especially at this critical moment, Black Scorpion's attack speed was faster than usual.

The danger didn't leave him at a loss on what to do, it only provoked a qualitative improvement in his skill level. If his spear speed had previously been assigned to the top 10 in the world, then his current speed would definitely have ranked in the top 3.

In other words, within such a short distance, there were no more than three people who could dodge his spear. That was a split-second, incomparable speed!

However, Black Scorpion didn't know that Gao Fei was one of the three men who could dodge his rapid spear and counterattack.

When Black Scorpion raised his pistol and pulled the trigger at lightning speed, Gao Fei suddenly grabbed his wrist with an even faster speed and pushed downwards.

Bang!

The gun fired, followed by Black Scorpion's groan. He pulled the trigger and the bullet came out, hitting his own leg, causing blood to spurt out!

Gao Fei did not stop. His right hand that was holding Black Scorpion suddenly pulled on his chest and pressed down again!

With a "kacha" sound, Black Scorpion's right wrist was forcibly cut off by the car door.

This time, he didn't groan. Instead, he screamed, "Ah!

When the bullet hit his leg, he could grit his teeth and endure it. However, his wrist was forcefully cut off. The pain of the white bone piercing through his skin caused his soul to tremble.

The pistol fell to the ground with a clatter.

Gao Fei opened the car door and was about to pull Black Scorpion out when he saw a flash of cold light. Without thinking, he lowered his head and opened his mouth. With a "ka" sound, he gritted his teeth and bit a blade.

Black Scorpion was shot in the leg and his wrist was broken, yet he could actually shoot out a blade. The ferociousness of the blade was beyond Gao Fei's expectation. However, he no longer had to worry about torturing a person due to the wrath of heaven.

"You really do have some ability."

Gao Fei laughed sinisterly, said indistinctly while biting the blade and tilting his head again. A blade grazed past his neck and flew backwards.

At such a close distance, the two blades did not injure Gao Fei. Black Scorpion was scared to death. He did not think that after being injured, the movement of the blades would become distorted. Instead, he felt that under the threat of death, his movements would become smoother.

But even so, Gao Fei could still bite one and dodge the other.

How could he not panic?

Black Scorpion's left shoulder sank down again. This time, he didn't throw the blade out, but used his hand to slash towards Gao Fei's throat.

With a bang, Black Scorpion swiftly slashed towards Gao Fei's throat with his left hand and heavily crashed into the car door.

It had to be said that the blades that Black Scorpion repeatedly sent out brought Gao Fei a lot of danger. Only a fool would deal with it barehanded. It would be strange if he didn't even use the door.

After the blade hit the door, it directly shattered and pierced Black Scorpion's hand.

He didn't care about these small injuries. As long as he could defeat Gao Fei, he would rather die than pay any price.

He pulled back his hand again to reach for the blade, but before his hand could touch it, his body was pulled out of the car and he fell heavily to the ground.

Before he could wake up from the booming sound of the back of his head hitting the road, Gao Fei had already pulled up his left hand, bent down to bite a large piece of it with his mouth, and suddenly horizontally hit his arm!

Black Scorpion's tendons had been severed.

His right wrist had been fractured, the tendons in his left hand had been cut off, and he had been shot in the thigh. If Black Scorpion could still fight back at this moment, it would be impossible if he was a real scorpion and could use his scorpion tail to hibernate.

Unfortunately, he was not a real scorpion, so he had no tail. He could only lie on the ground and watch Gao Fei spit out the blade and smile at him.

On the dump truck, Barbara asked the old man who was driving, "How do you think Gao Fei will torture that poor kid?"

The old man thought for a moment, then said, "I will cut his throat with one slash."

"I feel like I will cut off the tendons in his hands and legs, and then cut off his vitals, but I won't kill him."

Barbara said, "If you don't believe me, let's make a bet."

The old man sighed, "Sigh, you're already a rich woman, are you still jealous of my rubber forest?"

If time could be repeated, Zakala would definitely choose to buy the old man's rubber forest at a high price, and then gift his hands respectfully to the person behind the child. He begged them not to come to Bucho, it would be best to never meet each other again.

Zakala's fear was probably stronger than Black Scorpion's.

When a person was experiencing incomparable pain, they might not be the most afraid. What they were most afraid of was waiting, waiting for the pain to arrive.

He had seen from the laptop that his twin sons, who were not even nine years old, had been hung upside down on the door. Fear was still lingering in his lifeless eyes.

His young and beautiful Nordic wife was being desperately hunted by a strong man who looked like a big Orangutan …

If he didn't grit his teeth, Zakala was sure that his eyeballs would have popped out of their sockets. Blood was already trickling down the corner of his mouth and his nostrils were flaring. Other than anger and disbelief, he had no other reactions.

"Zakala, I hope that after seeing all of this, you will be deeply aware of what pain is and what regret is."

The man who looked like a big Orangutan roared and grabbed Zakala's wife's hair. With a wave of his right hand, a knife slashed across the woman's neck.

The naked woman silently rolled under the table and didn't move a bit.

The big Orangutan like man just sat on the sofa and smiled at Zakala who was in front of the plain white computer like a wild beast. He stuck out his tongue and licked the edge of the blade: "This is one of your four wives, right? Well, you have a good eye, she's beautiful, and she makes me especially comfortable. Zakala, don't say that you don't have any feelings for her or your two sons. You can just watch them die without doing anything. I like it when you say that, because I like having an excuse to spoil them too, heh heh! "

"No!"

Zakala roared. He suddenly raised his hand and swept the laptop to the floor, then shouted at the bodyguard who was scared stiff, "What are you waiting for? Go, go protect my family!"

Only then did the bodyguard come to his senses. He hurriedly nodded and rushed out of the living room.1

"I will kill you, I will kill you!"

Zakala's eyes were bloodshot. He picked up the gun that was emptied of its bullets and kicked away the table with a kick. He screamed as he gathered his men.

The bodyguard who had just ran out walked through the door once again.

Zakala roared furiously: "Why the f * ck did you come back again …"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the burly bodyguard slump to the ground. A expressionless, skinny young man appeared in his line of sight, a knife in his hand. Blood dripped from the tip of the knife onto the floor.

Zakala swallowed his saliva and asked, "You... "Who is it?"

The wooden guy asked back, "You are Zakala?"

"Yes, I am Zakala."

Zakala was indeed an experienced person. After the danger had suddenly appeared in front of him, he quickly calmed down from the grief of his wife and children's deaths. As he said those words, he raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

He forgot that he had run out of bullets.

The young man didn't know.

In fact, even if there were still bullets in the pistol, Huo Tianqing would not care because the moment Zakala raised the gun, his knife had already been thrown out like lightning!

The knife pierced Zakala's right wrist. After the pistol fell onto the ground, a miserable scream sounded out.

Huo Tianqing, still expressionless, walked over and picked up the laptop.

The quality of the tablet was quite good. Even after it was ruthlessly smashed into the ground by Zakala, it was still able to play that video.

Huo Tianqing frowned when she saw that scene filled with death and savagery. She threw her laptop on the floor and walked in front of Zakala, who was kneeling on the floor with his left hand clutching his right wrist. She grabbed his hair and looked at him in the eyes as she said indifferently, "Tell me, who entrusted you to kill that child?"

"Ah, ah, you heartless demons. Kill me, I won't tell you even if you kill me!"

Zakala screamed crazily.

Huo Tianqing remained unmoved and said flatly, "You provoked Gao Fei, so you're dead for sure..."

Zakala roared, "Who is Gao Fei?"

Huo Tianqing thought for a moment, then said, "You have been in the martial arts world for so long, so you should not be too ignorant and ignorant. You were born from the Sniper Team of the Foreign Legion of France. Have you heard of it?"

Suddenly, a shiver ran down his spine. More than half of the killing intent in Zakala's eyes died down. "Sniper Team — — Nightmare Legion?"

Huo Tianqing nodded. "Mm, there are also people who use that name. Gao Fei was the soul figure in this group. The child you are chasing is his son. No matter what kind of brutal revenge you get for your foolish actions, it is all very normal. "

After a pause, Huo Tianqing continued, "Now I'll give you a chance to tell me who made you kill that child and where he is. I'll help you protect your other family members from harm."

Zakala asked with a hoarse voice, "How, how can I believe you?"

"Because I'm Huo Tianqing."

Huo Tianqing replied indifferently.

"Because you're Huo Tianqing?"

Zakala slowly quieted down.

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