Chapter 134 Cannibalism

tread, tread, tread...

Dio walked towards the interior of the manor on a road paved with blood. The voice of resistance has gradually changed from intense to sparse, and it is estimated that it will soon return to calm.

At a certain high point, at this time, Frank, who had set up a sniper rifle to take all this into his eyes through the scope, stood up silently, quickly retracted the sniper rifle into the black travel bag, and then walked down without saying a word.

"Looks like I don't need me here..."

That guy was countless times stronger than he imagined, and he couldn't find any patterns until all the people within his sight were dead.

If Kim was really here at this time, then...he was dead.

Frank, who had Kim in his heart and was sentenced to death, soon disappeared.

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"Is there anyone at home? There is Mr. Jin Bing's package, please come down and sign it to check it."

Dior, who walked into this luxurious building, pretended to be skinned, but he was not afraid that there were traps and ambush waiting for him, because [The Hanged Man] did not allow such a thing to happen. After all the people outside were killed, he Already infiltrated the house and started looking for prey.

"It seems that I have to deliver this 'package' myself."

Dio muttered to himself, then glanced in a certain direction, and then walked upstairs unhurriedly.

At the same time, on the top floor of the manor, smoky, Jin Bing was enjoying the mellow taste of Cuban cigars, but his eyes kept on the surveillance video. Dior's last gaze seemed to penetrate the camera and plunged directly into his chest.

"Are those people outside the rest of the armed forces?"

"Yes, this is the only one left, the rest are all... dead."

Jin Bing's men replied tremblingly, as long as he remembered the tragedy that happened just now and the strange and unpredictable way of killing the enemy, he would like to hide in his mother's womb, preferably never born.

That's really scary!

Even in the face of ten times and a hundred times the number of enemies, although these people will feel hopeless and invincible, they will not be so desperate that they have no morale and are in a cold sweat.

At least they can fight back and vent when they face thousands of times the enemy.

But what can they do in the current situation?

Is there a better way than hiding and waiting to die?

The enemy who is walking here step by step at the moment, no, it is not a human being, it is a devil, and it is the human endorsement of the god of death, and that devil will soon be killed.

"Are you afraid?"

Jin Bing glanced at him while swallowing the clouds.

"No, no, I, I..."

"Why be afraid? In fact, everyone will die, it's just a matter of time, isn't it?"

"Yes, sorry, BOSS, I shouldn't..."

boom!

Suddenly a gunshot rang out, and the man fell on his back before he could finish speaking. A blood hole on his head was bubbling out. Although his eyes had lost their vigour, they still tried to keep their eyes open. My own ending will be like this, but that's fine, I finally don't have to face that devil anymore.

Jin Ning, who gently put the gun down, got up and walked to the corpse to squat down, and then silently put the half-smoked cigar into the man's mouth.

"Now you get it? No one knows who will die suddenly at what time, maybe it's an accident, maybe it's an accident, maybe it's an accidental bullet, like it is now, so there's nothing to be afraid of , people will die if they are killed, but unfortunately you understand it too late."

After he finished speaking, he walked out with a cold expression on his face, and after looking around at the low morale, he said loudly: "Everyone raise their arms! I promise here that everyone who died in battle can get one million dollars. If anyone can kill the enemy outside, the reward of 100 million US dollars will never break his promise!”

As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under the reward!

These people do dangerous jobs every day,

What's the point of pinning your head to your waistband? Not just for the money!

Not to mention the 100 million US dollars, that is, there is still a million compensation for the death of the battle, this business is a big deal!

Jin Bing's promise suddenly aroused the courage and morale of the remaining twenty-odd people.

As for whether or not Jin will fulfill his promise after the fact, they have no control over that.

So more than 20 guns were aimed at the stairway in unison. At this time, no matter what appeared, they would instantly fire and smash it into a sieve. This thought gave them some confidence.

What they didn't know was that at this moment a bandaged terrifying killer was hiding in the colorful and destructive glass chandelier above their heads, gawking at his prey coldly.

The footsteps are getting closer...

Gudong

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the air was even more terrifyingly quiet. The voices of several people who were so nervous that they swallowed their saliva were clearly visible, and the instantly condensed beads of sweat kept sliding down their cheeks.

Then, suddenly a round thing was thrown from there.

"Grenade! Avoid!"

After the person standing in the front saw what it was, he immediately roared and rushed towards the place where there was a bunker, and the others quickly fled away in a panic.

But a few seconds passed, and an embarrassing thing happened. The grenade lay quietly on the floor, with no intention of bursting at all. A bold person took a closer look and found that it was indeed a grenade. But it is intact, there is no grenade that has been detonated at all, and even the pull ring is still intact on the grenade.

That is to say, either the enemies are so stupid that they can't even use grenades, or they are being played with like a fool!

"Fake!"

One person cursed angrily, and then picked up the grenade and threw it back.

But just as he walked over to the grenade and bent over to pick it up, Gululu... His head fell directly with the movement of bending over.

This is comparable to a scene in a horror movie, and the other people who were greatly relieved before they were scared to 'escape'.

The nerve that was tense to the limit was finally broken!

"Ahhh! Go to hell!"

"Bastard, stop, stop!"

"My legs, my legs..."

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Like crazy, a few people turned on the safety on their guns and started shooting randomly towards places they felt were 'dangerous'.

The 'unnecessary' enemy was not hit, but his companions were hit by stray bullets a lot, and a few unlucky ones were directly hit in the key, and they fell to the ground in such a humiliating way.

Seeing that they couldn't stop the mad companions, they gritted their teeth and slowly aimed their guns at them, and then pulled the trigger angrily!