Meiman Killer Daily

38

“Can a slingshot really kill someone?”

Ian McShane looked at the continuous bending of metal on the car polishing engineering shaft. The shape was very similar to the slingshot he played with when he was a child, except that it was slightly different in some places. A precise sight was added and some grips were added.

Increasingly, leaning against the wall and looking at Peter, Ian McShane sometimes really doubted whether the person in front of him was the person he had been working with for four years.

Since that car accident, Peter, who overturned the car, seemed to have changed. He was no longer so manic and arrogant. His whole person became like a lake, a lake that can eat people at any time. It is not deep.

The bottom-out mentality makes it impossible for people to understand what this person is about.

"Everything is possible, it just depends on whether you want it and whether you can do it."

There is no way to use weapons such as pistols, because it would reveal his identity too much. Once he is caught, Peter does not want to appear on the scene, so using special means to quietly solve a person is not really a problem for Peter.

"Let's take a look..."

The little fat man waved to Ian McShane, and Ian McShane waved to Peter. The two came to the southeast corner of the garage, where some car parts were stored. The black man who modified the motor raised his head and pinched his waist with his hands.

The two people who came said

"Although this motor is broken, the people in the workshop opposite have agreed to buy it for us for 20,000 US dollars. However, the inside is completely burned. If we want to repair it, we will need more money. In fact, my suggestion is to buy it from the store.

Because it only costs 80,000 US dollars to buy one, but if we want to repair it, it will cost at least 200,000 US dollars!"

The black man's explanation was very conventional and a very pertinent suggestion, because the motor is indeed a very difficult component to repair, but it is still impossible to buy it. Ian McShane objected.

"Each racing driver has a total of three motor reserve quotas. Others may not be willing to give them to us, and our three motors all have reported records. If we want to buy them, we must give them the discarded ones, thus spending money.

In exchange for money, I was able to get this abandoned motor because the racer on the opposite side had their car scrapped and I found out what they had stolen. Moreover, the quota was too low and money was needed. Although 20,000 was not much, it was already the limit of the transaction.

It’s almost impossible to buy again.”

Peter turned around and looked at the map. There were some engineers in each divided area of ​​the racing track. They were all prisoners. One of the points that divided the gangs was Ian McShane's team control. He raised his hand and pointed at the target area and said.

"Every damaged car will have many parts, and not every motor will fail, so as long as we act fast enough and steal some parts before the people handling the equipment arrive, they may not be able to find it, so sometimes

We don’t necessarily need money to solve the problem.”

"That would be very troublesome, and not every car accident will be within our inspection scope."

Things like black people shaking their heads are hard to come by, because everyone is hiding it, and not everyone is willing to buy something for Dwayne Frank. After all, Dwayne Frank is the favorite to win, and everyone will be very targeted. If you can't get out, you will definitely

Without the idea of ​​letting you out, buying and selling is very difficult.

"It all depends on Jason's skills!"

Ian McShane grinned and suddenly turned his head. The door to the workshop was kicked open, and Jason Statham appeared, standing in front of Peter with an extremely gloomy expression.

"I'm going to kill the warden with my own hands!"

"Create five accidents first."

With Peter's answer, Jason glanced at the location pointed by Peter, thought quickly in his mind and nodded. He would definitely be able to do it with five cars. Now he has completely let go of his morals and restraints, and completely

Transform into a vengeful beast, and for the sake of his wife and daughter, he will transform into a devil and devour all enemies.

"That's not a problem at all!"

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"Hucks, please remember that I don't want him to play in the next game, and all you have to do is get rid of him for me!"

"He almost killed me here. I will kill him without you telling me."

"Very good, I look forward to your performance, don't let me down!"

In the toilet on the first floor of the prison cell, Hux, who killed Jason's wife, was talking to someone on the phone. Both parties seemed to be very irritable. Although their names were not spoken, Peter who walked in from the outside knew them very well.

Who are you talking about? When he had a car accident, the warden investigated all the famous racing drivers in the United States in order to increase ratings. Jason came into view, but as a Miyoshi citizen, Jason had no handle at all, which made the warden

I have a lot of headache.

In the end, the warden had no choice but to frame her and sent a few criminals to secretly escape from Hellfire Prison. They came to Jason's home and killed his wife. When Jason returned home, he subdued her with electric shocks and framed her.

The death of Jason's wife was imitated as Jason's death. With a series of official cooperation and evidence, Jason was arrested and sentenced to 150 years in prison without a public trial. He secretly skipped the prison investigation process and was sent directly to Hellfire Prison.

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Jason has a very good memory and eyesight. He found Hax through the last look at the mark on the killer's wrist. However, his car overturned on the track that almost killed Hax. He lost the qualification to compete and was warned by the warden.

, and this is also the reason why Jason was so angry when he talked to Peter later.

The sound of flushing the toilet sounded. Peter gently rubbed the A4 paper in his hand with his nails, folding the outer end like a blade. However, this was not Peter's attack method. He folded it to form a sharp angle and pulled the door frame with one hand.

He stood up with force, and the two-meter-high barrier was crossed by Peter. He held down the upper door panel with one hand, stepped on the wall with one foot to stabilize his body, and stabbed the folded paper down with the other hand into Hax's throat.

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He pulled out his toes and turned 180 degrees over Hax's position. He landed firmly on the ground and his palms were a little scratched. He shook his hand and pushed the door out. Because he was very fast, the whole movement only took two seconds. Pushing open

The other hand of the door pressed against the baffle where Hax was, and his own penis completely pierced his throat just now. The shouting voice could not be too loud, and the sound insulation effect of the toilet door was pretty good.

He beat the door hard, but Peter held it down with one hand and couldn't get out at all. His strength was quickly exhausted due to panic, pain and despair, and he sat on the ground with his eyes wide open. Hax didn't understand it until he died.

Who killed him? He didn't even see Peter's face clearly just now.

The breath disappeared completely. I took out my phone and took a photo. I had to give Jason a perfect explanation. I walked out of the toilet slowly with my hands in my pockets. The cleaner at the door was repairing the cargo push plate with a broken wheel because it was stuck in the toilet.

The door was always ajar. When Peter half-crouched and walked past the fender cart, he left as if it had been repaired. There happened to be a surveillance camera on the opposite corner where the two left, and no footage of Peter's presence was recorded at all.