1906: C1906 Dead with One Shot

C1906 Dead with One Shot

"You are the brother he spoke of?" Number 81 said with excitement on his trembling face.1

"Hur hur." Wendu sneered when he saw such a perverted person: "Right, do you really like using a dagger to cut people's skin?"

"Of course!" Number 81 immediately answered with determination, "You don't know how wonderful that feeling of enjoyment is!"

"Ha ha!" Wendu sneered again: "I really don't know what kind of childhood you actually had. It can't be that someone treated you like this, right?"

"Shut up!" As if he had been poked in the sore spot, Number 81 suddenly trembled even more. Moreover, there was a look of excitement and pain on his face: "I just didn't complete a mission? "So, he just started to cut open my skin bit by bit. Although people like me don't feel any pain, we can still feel it."

He angrily asked Wendu, "Do you know the feeling of your own skin being slowly torn apart? Do you know the fear of someone killing you at any moment? "

"Hehe …" Hehehe … "Hahaha …"

Seeing the crazy look on # 81's face, Wendu shook his head and sighed. He said calmly, "I don't know. I don't want to know either. I just know that you have been possessed."

"So what if I go berserk? I enjoy this feeling! " Number 81 twitched all over while looking at Wendu with an evil smile: "What's your name? I can consider letting you go, but you have to cut off the skin of these three women bit by bit with your own hands."

"He's gone mad. Hur Hur." Wendu was as calm as ever. With a wave of his hand, a golden Desert Eagle appeared in his hand. Wendu walked in front of No. 81 and pointed the gun at his forehead.

Number 81 was surprised that this man was so bold. Wasn't he afraid that he would kill him? But such a person was exactly what Number 81 wanted, and he also wanted to know what this thing with his forehead was.

Wendu cracked his mouth into a smile: "Maybe you're wondering what this is?"

Without waiting for Number 81 to reply, he continued, "This is called the Desert Eagle, commonly known as a handgun. As long as I lightly move my finger, you will die on the spot."

"Hee hee …" Number 81 grinned. "I'm not even afraid of pain, what am I afraid of? I would like to try and see how different your item is from the day you came back! "

"Bam!"

A loud sound resounded through the sky, immediately startling the birds in the forest. Even the three women behind him were startled by the sound.

"Ugh …" He wanted to tell the man in front of him that it was not painful at all, but he found that he could not move from where he was. And as his consciousness became blurred, he felt a sense of fear.

Wendu kept his Desert Eagle and then looked at the stunned Number 81 and said: "Now, you are dead."

After saying that, Wendu gently pushed her body with his finger, and No. 81 felt himself falling backwards, and he was no longer conscious.

"Whooosh."

Wendu let out a sigh of relief. Looking at the three women's stupefied expressions, he chuckled and said, "If it's a real martial arts competition, I might not be able to beat him."

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