The Anchors being trampled on was groaning non-stop, acting like a pig being put on a table waiting to be slaughtered.

Cid wiggled the cigarette in his mouth, raised his hand to look and didn't even look at it was a bullet. The bullet carrying hot gas stuck to Anchors' face into the ground, leaving a small bullet hole in the ground, also erasing a small blood stain on the ground.

Anchors immediately stopped the pain and groaned, it was just that the body twitch slightly because of the pain, and beads of sweat on the forehead.

Cid neither fast nor slow took a breath, then opened his mouth.

"You see, I'm not a person who doesn't speak morally." "I just came to ask a few simple questions," he said. Personally, I have never respected violence, as compared to using peaceful means."

At this moment Beatrix noticed that the door of the bar behind Cid slowly opened, and out came a man in a black jacket with a bloody head.

The other person holds an unknown object in his hand, at a clear angle, suitable for melee attacks on both sides, hits the side to double the damage, or faces the head on the spot to strike a fatal blow, is standing The first is the most powerful weapon, the gypsy claims to be the brick.

Seeing that the other person was holding the other bullet, it was as if he wanted to sneak attack, Beatrix was just about to remind him, but when he saw that Cid didn't even turn his head, he shot a shot behind him, even looking at him, he didn't even look. Strangely, one shot broke the other's knee.

The guy in the jacket is holding a brick in his hand, but that's it anyway. This man's knee was broken by a shot, exploding like a brilliant blood flower. He fell to the ground with a pitiful cry, unconsciously throwing a brick in his hand, accidentally hitting him on the back of the head, directly stunning himself.

This time showing Beatrix was also a bit surprised.

Even if the head doesn't turn back, it can also hit, isn't this a hack?

In exchange for being the guy in the jacket, I might be startled at this point. Okay, it doesn't make any sense.

Not to mention this thug, even Beatrix is a bit unexpected. Cid is naturally that kind of person.

On the other side of the security department, the person who fired the gun had to think again, and after that, he had to write a report that was both complicated and long. And Cid, this face in the sun, directly rushed into the fight to fight thugs, saying that when he opened fire, he fired a gun completely without any rules.

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A shot rang out, Anchors was trampled underfoot, and his whole body trembled. He is now fully aware that this person is not a good person, and it is not difficult for officials to fight them.

Seeing that Cid finished shooting, the muzzle turned back to him, Anchors trembled all over, rushed opened his mouth: "Wait a minute, I said! I said!

It's the 'snake head'! Our boss recently intercede in his business, and he is not satisfied so he wants revenge. The people you are investigating recently are all our brothers and we have been retaliate against by them."

"Who's the snake head?" Cid asked.

Another boss in our locality, his normal business is to buy and sell drugs.

Cid did not say a word, pointed the muzzle of the gun to this man's waist and stomach, the sound was a shot.

A mournful cry echoed throughout the road, the sound of a crippled scream.

"Wrong answer, think again," Cid said lazy, spitting out another ring of smoke.

Anchors did not know how he saw through his lies, nor did he know how much information this person in front of him actually held. Tears and snot made his fat face miserable, he cried: "Please, if I tell, the boss will kill me. I still have family".

Cid didn't say anything, directly fired another shot. The bullet pierced the body, bone fragments spray out with fresh blood.

It was another terrible cry that scared all the demons.

"If you really don't cooperate, I think waiting for your boss to find you, if he wants to eliminate you, only your grave remains.", Cid shrugged.

"!Devil!"Anchors cried out in agony.

"Probably, but also a gun-wielding maniac." Cid said slowly, "Now, the answer."

Anchors did not dare to delay any longer, had to grit his teeth to endure the pain and said: "Okay, those dead people, those murders. Not an ordinary gang problem. It's us, us. met a ghost."

"That's a good start." Cid nodded, "continued."

"Okay, it was just a very ordinary business." Anchors patiently said painfully, "Just an ordinary contraband trade.

We went to the agreed location with the seller, handing over the money and delivering the goods, which is a normal purchase and sale. But on the way something went wrong, we were seen by others while trading."

The street of this bar is a bit deserted, the noise just screaming makes a few passers afraid to run away. At this time, the clock could be heard on the road, so Beatrix could basically hear their conversation from inside the car.

When I heard this Beatrix was thinking, so the next story is if you guys caught the other person right, you said one shot can be done, then you want the other guy to try the medicine.

"We didn't pay attention to who the other guy was at the time, it was just a dirty, dirty wanderer who couldn't even remember his appearance, it must have been very unfortunate to appear in this place at this time. "

Anchors compressed pain said.

"He begged us to let him go, but thinking with his feet, he knew it was impossible.

At that time, the boss led the driver team from his body, then even the human figure could not be seen. Then we put him on a cement pile, which is very normal.

Every thug on the street knows, committing a crime must pay a heavy price, no one knows how many cement piles are hidden in the bustling city in the city."

This word made Beatrix a little uncomfortable, he felt that it must be more or less exaggerated. But if from the beginning, he saw Cid going up was a wave of rushing into the place where he was forced to ask questions and was a bit uncomfortable, then he now feels a little bit that these people are worth it.

"This time in charge of pouring cement are Chris and Vicem in our team, so they do more work so they have experience, they know how to be most effective, how to build relatively stiff piles. high, so that when driving the new pile will not break, moreover, you have to think about the problem that there is a time when the rain can't crack.

They quickly finished their work, and we went to dinner together that night."

Anchors stopped talking here, a look of panic on his face.

"But this time it was different."The next day, with absolutely no sign of it, Vicem was killed by Chris. No, that's hard to understand.

His face was distorted by his pain and fear, and his voice became faster.

"When we arrived, Vicem had turned into a rotten body. Chris knelt beside him, muttering something under his breath, and kept stabbing Vicem with a knife.

He didn't stop until we arrived. Then he stood up, turned his head to look at us, his mouth full of blood. I will never forget those eyes."

Even next. Fuck he was smiling and talking to us. He say.

Anchors swallowed blood mixed with blood, his face did not know if it was because of blood loss or fear that he appeared pale.

"Do you want to come try it too?"