The middle-aged man arranged his clothes, then turned his head again and said to the person behind him, "let''s go!"


    But the middle-aged man just stepped out two steps. The cuntou man, who was unconscious on the ground just now, stood up again. At this time, the cuntou man was holding a dagger in his hand.


    Bang!


    Without saying a word, the middle-aged man directly took out a gun and fired at the cuntou man''s chest. The cuntou man''s action immediately stopped. At this time, the cuntou man''s chest was opened with a big blood hole.


    And cuntou man didn''t seem to feel that he had lost his life. His eyes were still on the child.


    The middle-aged man who killed his companion was just like nothing happened, and he had to leave again. He didn''t pay more attention to the man who had lost his inch.


    "You You killed him? " The mouse couldn''t help staring at the middle-aged man in front of him.


    "How can you do that? Pan Zi, what did he do? You killed him


    "The boss has made it very clear that we must ensure the safety of the child!" The middle-aged man spoke coldly.


    "He even wanted to threaten the safety of the children, so I can only use this method to remove the threat. Yes? Do you want to continue to make threats, too? "


    The mouse was so angry that he wanted to take out his gun and blow up the middle-aged man''s head.


    But the mouse is not dare to anger, can only suppress this anger in the heart, if the mouse died, who can give his companion revenge?


    "Since all your companions have gone to die, you can go down to accompany him. It happens that my brothers can still drink a mouthful of soup." The middle-aged man said so, and then raised his pistol.


    The mouse can''t help but be stunned to see that the middle-aged man''s face doesn''t seem to be joking, which makes the mouse angry and afraid. He really can''t understand what they have done, and will cause such a murder!


    Naturally, the mouse did not want to sit and wait to die, and turned to run away.


    Bang!


    The gunshot rang out, the mouse''s steps stopped, and then the whole person fell directly on the ground, a big blood hole appeared behind him.


    The middle-aged man took the gun back to his waist, looked at the two corpses on the ground indifferently, sneered and said: "do you know that you have a disaster? It seems that your prediction is not wrong. Now you are all going to see Yama. But I''ve also touched this child. Do you think something will happen to us? It seems that there is something wrong with your prediction. "


    Of course, middle-aged men feel that these two people are completely crazy. This kind of neuropathy really does not need to stay in the world. Even these two people may expose their boss''s identity. Naturally, middle-aged men will not leave them.


    The middle-aged man looked at Hao''er in his arms. The child was still sleeping comfortingly, just like he didn''t feel anything. The two shots didn''t wake him up.


    "Disaster star? Why didn''t I see that? " The middle-aged man sneered again, then he didn''t think much, and turned to look at the group of people behind him.


    "It''s not a pity that these two wastes die. If they die, their reward is ours. I think it''s enough for us to be free for a while, isn''t it?"


    People in black nodded, but there was no expression on their faces, just like a group of robots.


    "You stay and deal with the scene. Other people will go back with us and ask for credit in front of the boss." The middle-aged man showed a smile on his face and said to a group of people like this, then he would leave with his children.


    However, as soon as they went out for a few steps, the middle-aged man''s steps slowly stopped. He already felt something wrong.


    "No!" The middle-aged man''s face suddenly changed, and he quickly looked up.


    At this time, a figure came down from the sky, which frightened the middle-aged man. He quickly took the child and rolled out several steps in front of him, which could avoid the fatal blow of the figure.


    But the companions of the middle-aged men were not so lucky. They didn''t respond to the sudden blow. In a flash, several people in black were cut off their necks.


    The middle-aged man quickly stood up from the ground. He could not care about the safety of the child in his arms. He looked at the figure that suddenly appeared and asked: "who are you?"


    Suddenly, the figure turned and glanced at the middle-aged man, and slowly said: "Yin 12."


    Yin 12?


    Middle aged man''s mind quickly turned up, want to get all the information of this person from his heart.


    It''s a pity that middle-aged men have never heard of this name before!


    Just like this, middle-aged men feel more bad in their hearts. Only this unknown enemy is the most terrible, isn''t it?


    "Who are you?" The middle-aged man asked again. This man wiped the necks of several of his companions as soon as he made a move. From the point of view of this move, this Yin twelve is definitely a terrible man!If the middle-aged man didn''t respond in time just now, it''s estimated that the middle-aged man will become the ghost of Yin 12 directly, which is almost certain.


    "The one who killed you!" Yin Shiyi looks at the middle-aged man in front of him coldly.


    "Well! It''s so easy to say, but do you think you can really kill me? " The middle-aged man hummed coldly and said, although he has lost several companions in a moment, there are still many people on the scene. The middle-aged man doesn''t believe that so many of them can''t deal with one person.


    This idea just came out, middle-aged men can not help but Leng Leng.


    Such an idea is too familiar. Isn''t it the same with Pan Zi, who died just now?


    They don''t believe that their companion died in one person''s hands, and now middle-aged men have come up with the idea. Is it a coincidence or a cycle?


    The middle-aged man shakes his head and throws out the ridiculous idea in his mind. He thinks it''s too superstitious. As a person in the new century, how can a middle-aged man have such an idea?


    "We can try!" Yin 12 is carrying the dagger that still drops blood water in the hand to walk slowly toward the middle-aged man to come over.


    The middle-aged man stepped back several steps, and put a hand on his waist. There was a gun and a dagger. The middle-aged man was thinking about whether he would use a gun or a knife.


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