Final Evolution Fangs! Zerg Supremacy! Chapter 66 Kill One Person Every Ten Steps

Chapter 66: Kill one person in ten steps

This kick seemed to be an understatement, but the shooter's calf was kicked into an obtuse angle of 90 degrees. The white and broken bones were clearly visible. He hugged the broken leg on the ground in pain. tumbling and screaming. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and he didn't have the slightest thought to fight back!

Sheyan didn't care about him at this time. He kicked him by the way. As if he wanted to, he turned his head, looked at the crab and said seriously:

"It's so rude that I forgot to introduce myself for so long. I am Fang Senyan, well, my other identity happens to be the eldest brother of the third kid you captured."

The crab took a few steps back, with a look of disbelief on his face:

"You...you...how is that possible?"

Sheyan raised his finger and shook it:

"Everything is possible."

This advertising slogan came out of Fang Sheyan's mouth, but it didn't feel funny at all.

"By the way, I have to inform you with great regret. If you don't tell me where San Zai is within ten seconds, then you will have to find a way to apply for a disability certificate."

Crab was panting heavily, probably because he still had a gun in his hand and felt safe. He didn't realize what Sheyan meant for a while. Fang Sheyan usually sticks to his word, so ten seconds later, the screams of crabs echoed in this gambling stall. His left foot was stomped down from the ankle by Fang Sheyan, causing a direct comminuted fracture and comminuted muscles. It seemed that amputation was the only option.

Although Crab aimed at Sheyan three more times, he was even more horrified to see that one of the bullets that hit Sheyan's head was directly shot away by Xie Xie. Although the other two bullets penetrated deeply into Sheyan's body, Fang Sheyan But he didn't care at all. His muscles relaxed and contracted, and several twisted bullet warheads were pushed out mercilessly under the powerful muscle contraction and squirming, and fell to the ground with a clatter!

Such strange and bizarre scenes directly broke Crab's guard, so he trembled and told everything intermittently.

It turns out that Crab's "goods" in the market have always been taken from the boss's boss. In this way, they are peeled off layer by layer through discounts, and they really don't make much money. As a result, he once met several people from the Big Circle Gang and connected to Vietnam through them. Get the goods directly from the seller, and naturally the money will roll in.

However, after all, this matter cannot be wrapped up in paper, and Crab cannot hide this matter from his boss, who wants to deal with his family. Crab is not a good man, so with the support and help of this group of people in Vietnam, he simply counterattacks and will The boss was killed. He had a gun and money, so he naturally made the younger brother obedient. Little did he know that he had gradually become a puppet of the Vietnamese. The two bodyguards beside him at this time were gunmen from Saigon, Vietnam.

Not long ago, news came from Vietnam that they should pay attention to a group of fishermen, and then they told Fang Sheyan and his group the names and characteristics one by one. As a result, someone came to report yesterday that they saw the person they were looking for in a nearby food stall. As a result, as soon as we went there, we happened to catch San Zai there holding a bowl of fish balls and gobbling it down. Moreover, the third boy was not as cowardly as they said. He was very hard-boned. They tortured him for a whole day, but they still couldn't find out anything.

Of course, what Sheyan wanted to know most was also pried out from the crab's mouth, that is, the location where San Tsai was imprisoned was in a high-end luxury club not far from here ----- Of course, since it was A place for a guy like Crab to live, naturally involves pornography, gambling and drugs. Now that the crab has no use value, Sheyan questioned the other gunman again, but found that this guy still had a tough mouth. Sheyan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him and just broke the guy's neck. Even though the crab begged, he still couldn't. Not even a single life was left.

Sheyan tidied the clothes at random. The only worry was that his clothes were torn by bullets. It would be too otherworldly to go out, so he randomly found some clothes on the dead body and changed into them. He was not worried that the police were following him closely to investigate. It seemed that this kind of vendetta within the underworld - or a very fierce gun battle vendetta - even many police would be happy to see this kind of murder happen.

Because if these gun-toting gang members fail and die, then when they are arrested in the future, the police will have to risk their bullets to hunt down the criminals and take this huge risk. And even if the police are serious, Sheyan is not worried, because even though the police in movies and TV shows are like gods in solving crimes, the actual detection rate is less than 20% on average. Where are there so many Sherlock Holmes guys who are like gods in solving crimes? But then again, if the police really trace Fang Senyan, they should be the ones worried...

(By the way, it’s true to complain about the low crime detection rate: If you don’t believe it, just look at the murderers - look at those tragic murderers who were recognized by their brains and went to participate in TV talent shows/marriage proposals. , you can deduce a lot of cruel facts: there may be murderers who have participated in these programs and have not been recognized, and there are even more murderers who are normal and do not participate in these programs at all... Oh my God, why are there so many! The murderer who was not caught by the police!)

The high-end luxury club where Sanzai was imprisoned was not too far away. It only took Fang Senyan five minutes. After he entered the club, he tipped 3,000 Hong Kong dollars and easily approached the top floor of the club. At first glance, there was a sense of security here that "no outsiders allowed". Only two types of people could stay inside, either VIPs or prisoners.

Obviously, Fang Senyan's low profile was forced to end in front of the two burly guards, and even the Hong Kong dollars were useless. So Fang Senyan, who raised his toast but was directly splashed back, had to directly ask them to drink a penalty drink and let it go. Fortunately, although Fang Senyan was killing people today, he would not kill irrelevant people, so he just knocked them out and stuffed them into the utility room next to him.

The top floor of the club was decorated completely in Japanese style. There was a clean and neat tatami on the ground, and next to it was a simple and elegant screen partition, and there was a wall lamp in the shape of a flower bud, which looked very quiet. Looking carefully, there were at least dozens of rooms on the top floor. Crab only said that it was convenient for the Vietnamese to come and pick him up, so he locked Sanzai up on the top floor, and did not tell the exact location. Fang Senyan did not expect the top floor to be so large. He was afraid that he would alarm the gangsters guarding Sanzai and bring unnecessary harm to Sanzai, so he was not convenient to search room by room, so he really felt like a rat pulling a turtle but nowhere to start.

In desperation, Fang Senyan dragged the two guards in and tried to wake them up, but he was too ruthless when he attacked them, and the two unlucky guys should have fallen into a deep coma. After Fang Senyan realized that this move was futile, he could only throw the two people into a power supply room next to them and let them continue to sleep. He also took off his guard uniform and put it on, and stood at the door waiting for the rest of the people to come in and out.

The club usually becomes lively after 6 pm. It was not long after noon at this time, so it was naturally very quiet. Fang Senyan waited for a long time before a graceful girl came in from outside the door. She was holding a tray with exquisite tea sets on it. The woman looked gentle and beautiful, and even more rare was that she had a very good temperament. She should be the top waitress of the club.

Fang Senyan saw her appearance, so he walked out and blocked her in front of her and said:

"Miss, where does Crab live?"

The woman glanced at Fang Senyan's guard uniform with contempt, raised her eyebrows and ignored Fang Senyan, and was about to move forward. Fang Senyan was afraid that the night would be long and he had finally waited for her, so how could he let her go easily? His face immediately darkened, and he grabbed the woman's clothes:

"Where does Crab live, tell me!"

"Konna rude nakoto wo suruto wa (insolent)!" The woman also shouted loudly with a cold face.

Fang Senyan was a little stunned, and he didn't expect that the woman was actually a slut.

While Fang Senyan was stunned, two young men in black suits appeared from the passage in front of him. They were looking around tentatively. After seeing the situation here, they immediately ran over with loud shouts and curses. It should be that Fang Senyan's pulling the woman's clothes like this is really inappropriate, which can easily remind people of some illegal and bad behavior of wanting to touch the opposite sex's body without paying.

One of the two men was shouting in Japanese, and the other was speaking Taiwanese. Of course, it was nothing more than asking Fang Senyan to let go, and of course, he also added a few uncoordinated words. After the two men ran over, they started to fight directly! Slapping/fisting/kicking. If Fang Senyan was an ordinary person, I believe he would have been beaten to the ground long ago.

Fang Senyan felt that he had made a mistake and was a little guilty. He dodged/parried several times without fighting back, but the man found that his punches missed. Perhaps because of his shame and anger, he took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed him in the chest. Fang Senyan was immediately furious: Even if I just flirted with your mother, you wouldn't want to kill me, right? He had come all the way here to kill her, and with the murderous intent in his heart burning again, he let go of the woman and quickly withdrew.

How could the two thugs know that they were stepping into a death trap? They naturally chased after them, but as soon as they entered the power distribution room next to them, Fang Senyan, who was hiding nearby, stepped out and blocked the door. The bastard continued to roar and stabbed forward with a knife. Fang Senyan's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty cold light, and he punched out to fight him hard!

Flesh and blood vs. steel!