Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Who are you? Why do you assault us?"

He swallowed and wanted to do the last struggle.

"Do you want money? I give you money. You put us first!"

"Which dog's eyes saw that we asked for money?" Mo Dong raised his hand on his face, covering his body, and the scar on his face across his right face from his left eye. There was no need to be fierce, and he was full of evil.

The leader dare not care about his behavior in front of his younger brother, stunned, and his eyes carefully: "What do you want?"

Mo Dong's horizontal sword turned around, and he looked at the people who brought the Yaomen behind him.

"Brothers, he asked what we want."

"Ha ha."

Everyone laughed and laughed.

For the sake of life, the leader relieves the roots of the tongue and said hard: "You can do everything. I can agree with you as long as I can afford it. We just have to live!"

"Want to live?" Mo Dong changed his fan to pinch his jaw, his eyes contempt, and the corner of his mouth evoked a taunt's arc. Seeing the other person nodded desperately, he sneered: "If you want to live alive, you have to kill our young lady's teacher? What do you think?

The leader opened his eyes and pointed at Mo Dong and others: "You, you are ... the people of the heavenly!"

If the first half of the second, Mo Dong was a little good to him.

Then in the second half of the second half, even if he recognized the wrong person, he still blurted out the name of their rivals, and the person was dead.

"It's getting tired!" The strength in his hand was worsened, as if the disdain in his heart was severely instilling the other party through this action.

The scared head was pale, and under his hands, he shivered and begged for mercy: "Aren't you the people of the heaven? I promised. I promised! You tell Lu Zhi, don't hurt me and my people, I don't do it. I promised him the condition that he previously proposed. "

"Damn!" Mo Dong didn't hold back the burst of loudness. From the table on the side of the table, he pulled over the beer cans that were leftover, and the spicy stuffed his head was in his mouth. Essence

Immediately, he cut the opponent's hands, took the root rope and tied the people to the ground, ignoring the grinning expression of the other person's painful teeth.

Mo Dong swept out other members of the organization who was controlled and everyone was in danger. I patted the dust stained with my hands, raised my head slightly, and my eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

"A fool! I don’t even know how TM died."

The leader and his men were so scared to shrink in the corner as quail, and did not understand what he meant, why he became angry again.

At this time, Mo Dong squatted in front of the head with a knife in his hand, and his cold knife was posted with the opponent's face along the chin all the way down.

Keep down.

The opponent's neck and cervical arteries stopped.

"You, what are you doing." The little head was pale as paper, his eyes were openly open, his lips trembled, his legs were soft and slammed, and his hands were tightly covered with the crotch. Curled up, the appearance seemed to be incontinence in the next second.

There is no mistake, one post, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, a book, one, one, a look!

"." Mo Dong replaced the blade of the knife against his neck, and the sharp cold blade was posted to his cervical artery, and he shivered him.

"I was wrong! Don't kill me." In the frightened little head, he instinctively raised his hands to protect his head. (This chapter is finished)