"Quick, stop him!"
Gui San shouted in horror.
At this time, Zhao Tiezhu had already opened 5 wounds on his body, and they were all the kind of small and medium-sized wounds that would not make you lose your ability all at once.
Motivation will not make you feel better either.
The people around them consciously gathered around the three ghosts.
With more than thirty people surrounding one, it was really airtight.
Zhao Tiezhu stopped two meters away, looked at the thirty or so people, and said softly, "Do you all want to die?"
Everyone felt a chill that penetrated directly through the soles of their feet and rushed to their foreheads.
Almost in a few breaths, everyone's backs were already soaked.
Zhao Tiezhu held a watermelon knife in one hand.
What was strange was that the watermelon knife, which had seen blood five times, had no trace of blood on the blade, and the entire blade shone with a cold light.
Zhao Tiezhu slowly placed one end of the knife on the palm of his other hand, and raised a charming arc at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, the originally ordinary and thin face seemed to possess infinite magic power.
"Then you all, go to hell."
The smile on Zhao Tiezhu's face had not disappeared.
The eyes of a person at the outermost edge of the crowd suddenly widened, then turned white, and just lay down.
"Nothing like you, we didn't kill any of you."
The three ghosts shouted in horror.
Zhao Tiezhu grinned, "So, I want to kill only you."
"The second one."
Zhao Tiezhu turned his blade and another person fell.
His cold, harsh and merciless style scared the courage of several so-called elites around him.
It’s not that we have never seen murderers, we have all killed people, but we have never seen such strange murderers.
A flip of the knife can kill a person.
Do you think you are playing Metal Slug or Contra?
"Stop him!"
Gui San yelled and ran directly to the Hummer next to him.
Zhao Tiezhu asked with a smile, "How many of you still want to die?"
Wow, there was a burst of restlessness, and the people around him dispersed instantly.
Zhao Tiezhu jumped and stepped on the shoulder of one of them.
Then with a fierce force, his body was ejected.
The person who was stepped on fell to his knees on the ground. , a click, the sound of the kneecap cracking.
"You were wise not to shoot just now."
Zhao Tiezhu's voice came faintly at this time.
The man was shaking all over, and a pocket pistol fell to the ground along his sleeve.
"Do you still want to run?"
Zhao Tiezhu stood on the hood of the Hummer, his hand holding the watermelon knife hanging down naturally.
"Damn it, don't go too far.
I just killed one of you.
You also killed two of me.
This debt should be settled."
Gui San shouted, covering the wounds on his body.
His long hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to his forehead, making him look very embarrassed.
"The lives of my men are more valuable than yours."
Zhao Tiezhu said lightly.
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"Okay, money, if you want money, I'll give it to you.
One million is enough, two million or three million.
Add my five knives and another three million.
In exchange for your driver's life, it's worth it."
Come on!"
Gui San shouted.
Zhao Tiezhu shook his head, "I said, thirteen swords, if you can survive, I will not kill you."
Zhao Tiezhu took a gentle step and arrived in front of Gui San.
Gui San's hands and feet were actually not bad.
Otherwise, there would be no title of King of Ghosts.
Seeing that Zhao Tiezhu refused to let him go, the three ghosts felt a fierceness in their hearts.
They had been around for so many years, how could they not have a killing intent?
The spirit of fighting Gui San's hands hurriedly reached out, and as soon as they came into contact with Zhao Tiezhu's hands, those hands seemed to suddenly turn into snakes, wrapping around Zhao Tiezhu's arms, and then a cold light flashed through the other hand, stabbing Zhao Tiezhu directly.
Face door.
Zhao Tiezhu disdainfully exerted force with one hand, and the muscles tightened instantly, shaking away the Gui San's hand that was wrapped around his own, and then stretched out his other hand to stop the Gui San's attack on his face. one hand.
Gui San's hand was clamped instantly, and Gui San shouted, "You're finished."
Phew, another slender black needle shot out from the center of the cold light.
Zhao Tiezhu raised his head, and then slowly lowered his head.
There was a black needle between his teeth.
Zhao Tiezhu threw the black needle aside, his right hand suddenly slipped down, and the watermelon knife slashed diagonally from Gui San's collarbone to the waist.
"The Sixth Knife" "Ah" Gui San exclaimed.
Zhao Tiezhu raised the knife and dropped it again, simple and bright.
"The Seventh Knife" "The eighth knife."
Snap.
Gui San took a few steps back and sat on the ground.
They looked at Zhao Tiezhu with horrified eyes and were speechless.
Zhao Tiezhu shook his head, struck five more times, then turned around and walked towards Zhang Dapao.
"You" Gui San looked at the knife edges on his body.
The five cuts behind him were very fast, but Gui San didn't feel any pain.
Could it be that this person let him go?
It's just that he didn't say the word "you" completely, Gui San There was a sudden gurgling sound from his body.
"Ah" Gui San yelled and immediately collapsed on the ground.
In ancient times, people said that if the executioner's knife was fast enough, the prisoner would not feel pain, and he would even be conscious when his head was away from his body.
Zhao Tiezhu threw the watermelon knife aside, walked to Zhang Dapao like a leisurely stroll, and said softly, "Let someone come over and deal with the aftermath."
"Okay."
Zhang Dapao nodded with a solemn expression.
Originally, he took refuge in Zhao Tiezhu only because of the power behind Zhao Tiezhu.
Today, he truly saw how tyrannical Zhao Tiezhu was.
He could kill in and out with one man and one sword.
No one can even touch it.
Such a fierce man must have been a figure like Zhao Zilong and Guan Yunchang in ancient times.
Zhao Tiezhu didn't care at all about how Zhang Dapao dealt with the aftermath.
He just walked back to the hospital quietly.
The almost-shattered Mercedes-Benz was still parked at the entrance of the hospital.
The back seat of the Mercedes-Benz was filled with puddles of blood.
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Zhao Tiezhu walked up to the second floor, where Lucy was sitting on a chair.
The lights in the emergency room were not turned off.
"Go back and rest."
Zhao Tiezhu touched Lucy's head and said.
"Tie Zhu, if I hadn't asked to come out to watch a movie tonight, maybe that person wouldn't have been seriously injured."
There was a trace of tears on Lucy's face.
"Silly woman, that group of people were specially designed to ambush this car.
You have to say that it's our fault today that we sat in the car.
Otherwise, that person wouldn't even have a chance to rescue him."
Zhao Tiezhu sat next to Lucy and hugged her Asked Lucy, "Don't blame yourself."
"Really?"
Lucy looked up at Zhao Tiezhu.
"Of course."
Zhao Tiezhu nodded seriously.
"Are those people just now the purpose of your coming to xx city this time?"
Lucy suddenly asked.
"Yes."
Zhao Tiezhu nodded.
"Tiezhu, can you tell me what you do?"
Lucy said, staring into Zhao Tiezhu's eyes.
"Hehe, I'm just your landlord.
You can be my tenant with peace of mind.
That's all.
I promise, this kind of thing will never happen again in the future."
Zhao Tiezhu said with a smile.
"Well, when your bar is ready, I will help you manage it."
Lucy said firmly.
"No problem, I'll pay you a salary."
Zhao Tiezhu closed his eyes and leaned on the chair with a smile, but Lucy didn't notice that Zhao Tiezhu's eyebrows were trembling from time to time
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