Dc Violence -Kun

The sea breeze was blowing, accompanied by the sound of a large sunken black greasy barrel rolling on the ground, knocking and collision.

The silence here is terrifying.

"I need a few dogs to do things for me."

Badi's cold eyes swept over everyone and stayed on Mike.

He showed a body that is impenetrable, and the power of a bullet that is shaped like a bullet, accurate, with more than a dozen bullets in his hand, they can easily annihilate them.

The housekeeper was relieved when he saw that Paldi just wanted to take Mike as his subordinate, and he wouldn't get angry and implicate them.

The physical power that Ba Di showed was horrified. He couldn't get into the body with bullets. How could there be such a person?

Mike's body was stiff and his breathing was stagnant.

Badi pointed a bullet right at him, like a bullet, but with the power of a bullet, it will die.

Mike didn't have any doubts, once he strongly resisted, Paldi would kill him mercilessly.

Find a few dogs to help him. There are so many people in this world.

Similarly, Mike did not hesitate amidst the cries of the Gotham Sea Breeze, but just succumbed to the invulnerable monster in front of him, and how great is it to be a dog and run errands? It would be nice to be able to survive.

When the shot was fired, Mike was either your life or my determination to die. Now that everyone is not dead, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He Mike, the war in Africa, the triangle devil's local area has come out, why is it difficult to lower your head?

Next is the time to talk about treatment.

Mike thought to himself, what kind of treatment he planned to fight for, if he had a body that couldn't be beaten by bullets, that would be fine.

Thinking of this, Mike felt enthusiastic.

Just when he sorted out the words and wanted to speak.

However, at this time Mike saw Badi's head turned to one side, showing a satisfied look.

He turned his stiff neck suspiciously, then turned to look at his men.

"you……"

Suddenly he pinched his throat, his face turned purple, and he really wanted to vomit a mouthful of blood.

I saw several of his men kneeling on the ground, silently lowering their guns to the ground, asking for forgiveness.

The guy closest to him winked his eyebrows and reminded him in a low voice: "Mike, get down on your knees, or you might die."

Several people in a row nodded their heads with deep conviction, and nodded desperately, revealing that Mike, why are you so confused at this time, and don't hurry down on your knees, it will be dead!

At most after this scene, we are running away, anyway, we can't die here.

Mike, a strong Russian guy, couldn't help but want to spit out old blood, I will kill your mother!

As I was about to talk about my treatment in the future, all of you fucking kneeled to me. A group of slut knew that at this time they betrayed me, fuck, they actually kneeled before me.

As the saying goes, there is a raging soldier, and the men who can pass through Mike's selection are some of his demeanor.

When you can show off your power, keep your head high and stay true to others.

When you can live and die desperately, then do it.

When there is a glimmer of vitality, let go of dignity and spine first.

Mike was so angry, Xiong Zhuang's chest kept rising and falling, his face flushed, this group of hopeless guys.

Bati expressed his satisfaction. He seldom met such an interesting person, and rarely could anyone threaten to kneel on the ground immediately, expressing surrender. Especially in contemporary society, no one would think that he was worse than anyone else.

In fact, in comparison, people are very different, but they just don't want to admit it.

Two eyes, one nose, one mouth, hands, and feet. If others can be president, you can only move bricks. What's the difference? All aspects.

Therefore, Badi likes people who can recognize themselves clearly. If you should kneel, you can kneel, and if you stubbornly pretend to be stubborn, I will send you on the road, lest you get in the way of my eyes.

Therefore, Ba Di can also recognize himself clearly, know his own weight, the general trend of the development of this world, some people, some things.

Therefore, this world is its own.

Badi's eyes looked back at Mike again, and he looked at Mike tightly. Badi's ruthless and indifferent eyes seemed to say that there are already a few dogs, enough, and it doesn't matter if one is missing.

Mike was very calm, his face was solemn, and his face was solemn and majestic. He snorted coldly: "I have never experienced anything in my life, Mike, from Africa to Bermuda, came from Thailand and Burma, and created a war bear mercenary. Squad, fought hundreds of battles, big and small, and never died!"

"Now, you want me to be a dog at your feet?"

Mike has a strong body with his head high, his language is sonorous, his bones are unyielding, he is simply a tough guy who never surrenders on the battlefield, and when he welcomes the bloody and bleak death, his unyielding will seems to be burning.

The sea breeze screamed endlessly, as if they were all seeing off Mike tragically.

Hearing his words, the subordinates next to him changed his face suddenly, and looked at his boss in disbelief that he had such a tough iron bone.

The eyes of the butler and Mario on the other side also raised in admiration.

What a tough guy!

For those who are not afraid of death, Badi is also very impressed, so he is not merciless.

"In that case..."

Badi said quietly.

His fingers began to tighten, and the bullet was about to fire.

"In that case!"

"Then I will be your dog."

With a ‘bang’, Mike’s sturdy body suddenly lowered and his knees knelt on the ground, making a noise.

His chest stood tall and his face was resolute. Even the kneeling lumbar spine was very straight. It was not as soft as his subordinates at all, and he looked like a boss in the end.

The complexion of his subordinates returned to normal, and this was indeed their boss, fortunately fortunately.

The butler and Mario's faces twitched delicately, and Mike knelt by surprise, and they collapsed with admiration in their hearts.

You said this scene, you are such a strong man, such a sonorous tone, how good your death is, it makes people admire.

Kneeling down, there is no admiration.

Badi's fingers trembled, and even he was caught off guard by this kneeling, and he almost shot the bullet from his fingertips.

Even he thought Mike was going to die generously and was unwilling to give in.

Who knows that after turning a corner, kneeling louder than anyone else, holding his head proudly, it is like doing a proud thing, which makes people feel weird.

He took a deep look at Mike, saw Mike furry, and couldn't help but shudder, stiffening his neck and saying: "I'm just kneeling late, you can't kill me."

Badi tugged at the corner of his mouth, and threw the bullet on his hand to the ground, which was regarded as accepting his dog and his men.

The sharp sound of bullet bumps fell to the ground.

Everyone knew that Badi had caught a dozen orange bullets out of thin air, and couldn't help but feel cold, and there was no objection to Mike kneeling on the ground.

"Take my money and follow me."

Badi took a step and walked towards Gotham.

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