Chapter 383 Who Is the Villain?

Chapter 383 Who is the villain?

Changes in the elbow and armpit.

When you were about to backstab a little bastard's neck with a lurking backstab, you suddenly found that the opposite side was a stand-in emissary... and you were holding two submachine guns, the two black holes of the barrels were lifted up, and you pulled the trigger.

The erratic shadow was startled suddenly, and flew upside down without sticking to the ground. The hook and sickle in his hand were raised, twisting in the air like a key.

An invisible gravitational force erupted from it, and the bullets pulling the red gloves gathered into a bunch and wrapped around the hook sickle, like burning red peanuts floating around the curved iron branch.

As the red gloves continued to shoot, more and more bullets stagnated on the hook sickle. In the end, the hook sickle seemed to be overwhelmed, and the transformed kinetic energy burned red, and cracks appeared layer by layer.

Fortunately, on the eve of the collapse, there was finally the hollow sound of the magazine being fired, which made the attacker heaved a sigh of relief. With his wave, countless bullets fell on the ground, crackling.

Survived.

And as countless fragments of the ceiling continued to fall, a burly and bloated figure fell straight to Huai Shi from the second floor. That guy looks like an iron ball, with iron gleams all over his wriggling fat. Following his movements, the two big hands suddenly closed together, their fingers interlocked, aimed at Huai Shi's forehead, as if hitting a volleyball, and slammed it down!

The wind is loud!

The attacker had no doubts about the power of the punch.

This punch, even if it hit the front of the truck, could turn the truck over. Dealing with this kind of flesh and blood is simply easy.

But in the next moment, he saw that Huai Shi was standing still in place.

Feet shoulder-length apart, knees slightly bent.

Huai Shi took a deep breath.

His empty hands were raised behind his head, as if he was clenching something invisible, and he roared vigorously—then, the iron light condensed from the air, gathered between his fingers, and multiplied inch by inch, outlining a ferocious iron light in an instant. Hammer silhouette.

That shape is like the hideous head of some giant beast.

Numerous scales are stacked on the front of the hammer head, vaguely forming the outline of a wolf's head, and there are even two curved and sharp long horns extending from the wolf's head to the front.

And at the end of the hammer head, the tightly closed scales and carapace suddenly shook, and the six nozzles suddenly opened, and countless pains converged into a fiery torrent, which gushed out from it, bursting out with power like a rocket engine.

The hammer pierced through the air, and there was a roar.

It was like a giant wolf neighing in anger, setting off the lingering sound of rolling thunder.

In an instant, the raised hammer accelerated to an unbelievable level, and following Huai Shi's movements, it was thrown straight ahead—pointing at the bloated sublimator who descended from the sky, unreservedly pinning all his strength and kinetic energy on the In this blow.

"—Go you!!!"

It's like walking in the grass and kicking a dead pig.

A low muffled sound was heard.

A faint sense of blockage came from the hammer handle, and then, as if a blister had been punctured, there was another explosion from the thunder.

roar!

Before landing, the obese sublimator let out a scream, and flew towards Huai Shi directly in front of Huai Shi under the blow.

The bloated body quickly deformed under the impact of the hammer. At the point of the impact, a depression suddenly spread, causing waves of flesh. Wherever it passed, the fat glowing with iron light fell apart. Blood mist gushed out from the big hole in his chest like a waterfall.

Dragging a blood-red trajectory, he smashed through a wall, smashed another wall, rolled on the ground, and finally stopped in front of the factory wall after rolling for tens of meters.

It turned into a limp mess.

Witnessing this frightening blow, the sublimator holding the hook and sickle instinctively seized this opportunity without even having time to be afraid, and brazenly swooped forward again, trying to bypass the red gloves and face Huai Shi's now defenseless rear. Back to attack!

Backstab!

Immediately afterwards, his back felt cold, and his heart felt cold.

Looking down, he saw a gorgeous sacrificial knife piercing his chest, but there was no blood gushing out, because all the blood was sucked into the blade by the sacrificial knife, and he could only feel the rapid loss of life.

How can it be……

He turned his head with difficulty, and saw an erratic black figure, and an old face shrouded in a gray mist, with dark eyes, grinning strangely at him.

Like a ghost.

No, it is true that there is nothing wrong with the ghosts, but how could it be...

He looked forward in disbelief, and saw the red gloves that were indeed blocking Huai Shi's back. He couldn't understand—why there were two?

He fell to the ground in embarrassment, the hook sickle in his hand dropped, and after losing the supply of source matter, he finally broke in the limit.

Before he passed out completely, he only heard the voice of appreciation from Huai Shi:

"Qi Wen, you did a good job..."

The second ghost.

Since his return from the Night of the Witch, the regrown mountain ghost stigmata has ushered in a new growth of the Nibelungen Ring, giving birth to the second ghost.

I don't know why, but this time Huai Shi took out the Book of Destiny and slapped it on the forehead, and Qi Wen suddenly appeared, becoming Tool Man No. 2.

"What the hell is this?" Huai Shi was completely incomprehensible: "Is this to prevent all people who have made enemies with me from rebirth?"

If this is put in some fantasy novel, it will definitely be the rhythm of the big boss of the villain, who has detained the soul of the enemy and tortured it for hundreds of years.

If this BOSS is a little more obscene, it will become a thing that can't be provoked and played with in every possible way...

A man with Qi Wen's face can't be offended...

Huai Shi shivered just thinking about that style of painting.

Although he was nervous, he soon discovered that the tool Man No. 2 was quite useful.

Different from the direct and fierce fighting style of Red Gloves, this old guy is very bad, shady and cowardly, without Huai Shi's forced orders, he will definitely hide in a corner and never confront the enemy head-on.

A pair of old eyes staring at other people's backs all day long, as if they are always ready to lock men.

Black guns, sap, lime, poison...

How dirty it is.

Throw these two out, one pulls hatred and the other plays backstab, it seems that they cooperate quite well.

It's just getting dirtier and dirtier, making Huai Shi occasionally feel that this combination of villains is really unacceptable.

Not just Huai Shi, the group of smugglers gasped when they saw their own people being taken away by such a dirty trick in the surveillance.

This is poisoning and backstabbing, who is the villain!

Seeing that the two most able to fight were taken away by such a melon and vegetable chopper, the expressions of the other people suddenly became ugly.

"The Social Security Bureau has rushed up again!"

The person who was spying by the window turned back with a terrified expression: "Second brother, what should we do!"

"Copy guy, take down that little boy from the Astronomical Society first, I don't believe the Social Security Bureau dares to do it!"

The second brother took out the key, opened the dark cabinet in his office, pulled out the iron box inside, and distributed the weapons with a cold expression.

"At this point, we can only die. Don't think about being lenient after surrendering. I have never seen anyone who can successfully lie in front of the Astronomical Society. What happened to us is enough to kill us dozens of times... Even if we don't There is also a joy in success, if you are captured alive, you will have to die at that time..."

The gloomy tone made everyone tremble, and immediately clenched the weapons in their hands, with murderous intent appearing in their expressions.

A successful pre-war mobilization strengthened everyone's will.

Some people even couldn't help applauding.

place outside the door.

In an instant, everyone in the room felt a sudden chill, and before they could even react, the door exploded—literally, in the burst of flames, it was torn apart, forming countless metal fragments that roared and blasted the entire room. Turned into a mess.

Then, the heavy sound of steel rubbing against the ground sounded, and sparks flew.

The slightly thin boy dragged a hammer that didn't match his style of painting, and walked through the door step by step, smiling at the astonished opponents.

"...It seems that your pre-war mobilization has been completed, I am not late, am I?"

The hammer formed by the condensed pain was slowly raised again, and the six nozzles at the tail were ignited with fiery flames again.

It illuminates the smile on the corner of Huai Shi's mouth.

"If it's possible, I hope you don't resist... Otherwise, I'm not sure - I'll leave the whole body for you!"

boom!

The loud sound of piercing the air broke out again, and as Huai Shi stepped forward and circled, the flame-erupting hammer roared in the air, and then drew a fierce arc.

In the blink of an eye, a sublimator who rushed forward smashed to the wall.

Very average.

The difference in thickness shall not exceed three centimeters.

It's just that the liquid is a bit ugly when it flows down, making everyone's faces pale.

"Don't be afraid!" At the critical moment, someone stood up and shouted angrily: "Have you forgotten what the second brother said just now!"

"Second brother?"

Huai Shi was puzzled, and looked behind them: "You mean the one who ran away when I came in?"

Embarrassingly dead silence came suddenly.

It was only now that they realized...the second brother behind them had disappeared at some point, and only a secret door that was too late to close proved that he once existed.

"That's why I hate smugglers like you... you don't know what it means to be professional."

Huai Shi sighed, and raised the sledgehammer again: "You don't seem to be very smart, and if I want to ask you where Ding Nanke is, you probably don't know.

I will try my best to give you a happy—”

Facts have proved that the Special Affairs Department is still somewhat useful.

After Huai Shi finished smashing the limbs of these guys who got in the way, the suppression force on the radio told him that his second brother had confessed.

Take the initiative to surrender.

Kneeling neatly.

It's completely different from what he just said to his brothers. As soon as the suppressors rushed in, he pounced on him, and before the hunk brothers could react, he explained everything.

No matter how skillfully he tries to get rid of himself, at least he has confessed something.

For example, ledgers and offline, as well as the place where urgent goods are stored-now the old man is counting those smuggled goods and cursing all the way.

Undoubtedly, a huge case.

It's just that, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, he explained a lot of things, but the second brother couldn't tell Ding Nanke's location at all.

According to what he said, Ding Nanke had been acting strangely since last week. Two guests came the night before, and Ding Nanke was in charge of receiving them himself, without letting other people intervene.

Those two guests left the next morning.

After returning, Ding Nanke never showed his face again.

It seems to have disappeared as well.

No one knew whether Ding Nanke knew too much and was silenced by his guests. Before Huai Shi rushed in to enforce the law, everyone was still discussing whether to divide the luggage and go back to Gao Laozhuang.

"Definitely."

Huai Shi was dumbfounded: "It's true that all the members are twenty-five. With such a group of good brothers, even if Ding Nanke dies, I'm afraid he will laugh out loud with joy, right?"

"No, I don't really feel like laughing at all."

Outside the door, there was a hoarse voice.

Two more, catch up!