The leather whip whistled, bringing up bursts of chilling wind, accompanied by the sizzling sound of human flesh, and heart-rending roars came out from time to time.

"Say, where is he now." Crack, another whip was whipped out, and a man as hideous as a devil screamed arrogantly with a whip.

"Ahhh!!h I really don't know, please let me go. Ahhhh Don't hit, don't hit" Before he could finish speaking, the whip whistled on him again.

In Doro's bar, the bartender was tied to a chair, he was stripped naked, he had countless whip marks, and there were five or six people lying beside him, blood bubbling from his body, and he was no longer alive.

The one holding the leather whip was a Fuso man, with white skin, the corners of his mouth were weirdly pulled upward, a long scar on the left side of his face went from the corner of his eye to his chin, and the red flesh turned outward, he didn't look like a good person, and the horizontal flesh on his face was shaking because of annoyance.

Hearing the bartender's words, another whip was drawn on his body, and the bartender wailed in pain and begged for mercy, but he was still not relieved, and he whipped many whips in a row, and after a while, the bartender did not move.

Scarface was startled, this hasn't been asked yet, this guy won't be dead, it's too unbeaten. Hurriedly walked over, put his fingers on the artery in his neck, and then his face loosened, but fortunately he just fainted.

At this time, a blonde foreigner in the corner of the wall stood up, with a height of 1.9 meters, and stood there particularly eye-catching, as if there was an extra telephone pole out of thin air.

He walked up to the bartender and said, "Gentlemen, I don't think I can ask anything in this way, six people have died, it seems that the loyalty of these guys is still very high, give me a try." ”

The scarface next to him was very embarrassed, just arrived at this bar, after controlling the people in front of him, he was always in charge of interrogation, he was beaten and whipped, but no one was willing to say the whereabouts of Doro now, and in the end only this one remained, obviously it looked like a soft bone, but even if he spent a lot of effort, this guy just said a word, I don't know. This made Scarface angry, and he had to get heavier and heavier.

But now that the words didn't come out, this guy fainted. It's hard to explain that you want to kill him again, he looked at the people around him.

"Okay, Mr. Ross, I'll leave this person to you, and we'll watch you perform here." The guy next to Scarface spoke, and it looked like he was supposed to be the leader. Rose nodded at him, turned around and walked to his corner and drew a saber.

Nighthawk would be surprised if he knew about this result, and when he thought that as long as the Fuso people wanted to find them, they would only need to go out into the street and pull a random thug to ask about the result, but Dora's gang of subordinates showed more loyalty than Nighthawk imagined, and in these scum and hooligans who he thought of as society, what was shown at this time was completely the last bit of righteousness towards Dora's big brother. And this kind of righteousness is based on abandoning his own life, I don't know how Nighthawk will feel when he sees such a scene.

The foreigner walked up to the bartender with a knife, and the Fuso man had already doused him with a bucket of water to wake him up, only to see the foreigner smile and say, "Little man, hurry up, or I promise it will make you miserable." You can't survive, you can't die. ”

The bartender's eyes widened, and he looked at the foreigner in horror, his body kept shaking, tears kept rolling in his eyes, and he cried in a hoarse voice and said, "I really don't know where he went, so you can let me go." ”

The foreigner put away his smile and said with a cold face, "Since you don't cooperate, then don't blame me." ”

After speaking, he held down the bartender with one hand, and held the knife in the other hand, and slashed down the bartender's body one by one, each knife went deep into the muscles, and did not hurt the blood, although it was very painful but not fatal, each stroke was a knife.

The bartender had to scream loudly, until at last his throat was hoarse, and he sizzled out a strange sound. The foreigner stopped his movements, and the bartender was already dying at this time.

The foreigner leaned in front of his face and said, "Give you one last chance, say it quickly." ”

The bartender couldn't even lift his head, and said weakly, "Kill me." The voice was faint, and it seemed that even the last of his strength had been exerted.

"I want to die, hehe, I told you to live rather than die." The foreigner grinned, turned around and went to the bar to get a few salt bottles. Peel off the lid and spread evenly over the bartender's wound.

After a while, the bartender, who was already weak, suddenly trembled wildly as if his whole body was convulsed, and his mouth let out the most terrifying scream he had ever made, and he screamed so hard that he almost tore his vocal cords. A call from hell has been heard.

The bartender shook his body in agony, but he was tied to a chair and struggled as much as he could. Not at all able to move.

The foreigner leaned into his face again, smiled proudly and said, "How is it, the taste is okay." Then he said in a fierce voice, "Say it quickly, I can still give you a good time, otherwise I will sprinkle these bottles on you and let you slowly die of pain." As he spoke, he raised the few remaining bottles in his hand.

After a while, the group left the bar with satisfied smiles on their faces. When the police arrived, there was nothing but messes all over the floor and bartenders still struggling in their chairs. The foreigner did not keep his promise, and after he got what he wanted, he directly sprinkled salt into all the bartender's wounds. By the time the bartender was taken to the hospital, he was already dying of pain.

"Hey, Matsumoto-san, I'm Kamejiro, and I've found that bastard...... Be...... Yes, you know, I'm going to catch that bastard alive, don't worry. Yes, goodbye". The leading Kamejiro hung up the phone and nodded to the foreigner behind him, "Mr. Ross, gather your men and prepare for action." Rose made an OK gesture and turned away with a tune in his mouth.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon, and it's going to be dark in a few hours. Waiting is always difficult, but for the Nighthawks, who have undergone a rigorous physical and mental test, it is only a moment, in their hearts, a qiē only exists for victory, and the silent waiting is only the darkness before the dawn, the calm before the storm.

It wasn't dark, but the room was dark. Nighthawk pulled all the curtains sturdy to prevent a glimmer of light from appearing and exposed himself to the approaching enemy.

Everyone has stuck to their posts. The original plan changed a little, and the total annihilation plan has now become a strategic retreat. Everyone's mood is much lighter now. Who doesn't want a peaceful retreat.

The phone next to Doro rang at this time. Nighthawk looked at the phone, wondering who else it would be at this time.

As if he had known for a long time, Doro picked up the phone without hesitation, "Hey," and a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, "Are you really leaving?" "I didn't have too much emotion, I just said lightly." Yes, I'm already tired, it's time to zoom in on the fake" replied more ** crisply.

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment, and then he said, "Are you ready?" Doro laughed heartily, and that smile was a relief, "Your people will protect me, I'm going to find my own day." And also. As if he was brewing love, Doro rolled up and down a few times in his Adam's apple, and finally said, "Take care of your body,"

"You also take care" After saying that, he hung up the phone by himself, and the last sentence sounded decisive, but it was more of a souvenir.

Doro was stunned for a moment with the blind phone, and looking at his stunned look, Nighthawk couldn't help but ask, "Who?" ”

Doro slowly put down the phone in his hand and muttered, "Say goodbye to an old friend." After saying that, he turned around and picked up the gun that had been in the basement earlier, walked to the stairs alone and sat down, sullen alone in a daze.

Nighthawk didn't want to disturb him, it was the last calm before the storm, and it was time to give him a little personal space to think about his own business.

He turned, moving his body low, and surveyed the room, and by the time he returned to the staircase, Doro had regained his strength, like a long-ailing man who had come out of his illness and was ready for a new life.

He nodded to Nighthawk, indicating that he was fine. Nighthawk walked up to him, looked at him carefully for a moment, and said to him, "When you hear an explosion, you can go down to the basement." When we go down, the password is lightning, and if you don't, you shoot directly. ”

After a pause, he continued, "If the first person who goes down is not me, you will just blow up this place and run down the tunnel." Doro grabbed Nighthawk's arm and said affectionately, "I'll wait for you."

Down the hill, in the woods on the opposite side of the road, there is a row of tall coconut trees on the side of the road, behind the coconut trees is a row of low plantain trees, monkeys and mines are covered with thick camouflage, and they hide in front of a big tree behind the plantain trees, they have just dug a hole here, and deep thick leaves have already fallen between the trees, just use these covers to hide their position, at this time, even if you go to their side to look, you can only see that this is a flat land where fallen leaves are piled up.

He had been lying on his stomach here for ten hours, and the lower half of the monkey's body was a little numb, and he twisted his thighs carefully, feeling a tingling sensation at the root of his life, and thought to himself, it should be useless, and then he turned his eyes to look at the mine next to him, and the leaves covered his face, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

But he could still feel that he was always that cold expression. "Hey," the monkey said softly, "I said mines, why do you always look like a dead daddy, anyway, it's okay now, tell me about it." ”

Silence, still silence, after waiting for a long time, Lei didn't even let out a fart. The monkey teased him again, "Maybe you are trapped by love, you were dumped or your wife ran away with someone, tell me, brother can help you and solve it for you, you have been a brother for so long, you don't keep hiding." ”

There was silence again, and the monkey wanted to continue, only to hear the mine suddenly make a voice "Shhh The monkey hurriedly adjusted his gaze, and sure enough, at the intersection of the mountain, several cars came at once, and stopped on the side of the road in a row. The monkey grinned and smiled slyly, "It's finally here." ”