The night is dark, with the occasional chirping of cicadas.
A cold wind blew, and Mei Yanfang shivered all over, feeling a little cold.
And behind her, Huang Mao looked at this scene with an incredible expression at this time.
I saw that under the darkness of the night, Yang Le suddenly had a few more silver needles in his hand, and then he rushed towards Kunba very quickly, and not long after, he jumped and jumped on top of Kunba's head.
"Die!"
Yang Le spat out a word.
The silver needle flew out and ended up in the dead blood on Kunba's body.
Kunba's movements stopped, and the whole person's face suddenly became pale.
The murderous aura dissipated, and finally he was shocked and fell down, and there was no sound again.
"Kill, kill, kill!?
Great God, did the Great God really kill Kunba?
Huang Mao looked at Kunba lying on the ground in disbelief at this time.
It's really dead!
This killing machine, known as the most terrifying killing machine on Xiangjiang Road, was killed by Yang Le just like this?
Mei Yanfang looked very calm, but it could be seen that her hands and feet were trembling, and she was too scared.
Yang Le is a killer after all, although he is now repulsed by killing, he is not afraid.
He glanced at Kunba, then slowly crouched down and examined it carefully.
Then, his brow furrowed slightly: "What?
” There was a little surprise on his face, and then he took the silver needle and carefully pierced Kunba's body for a few while.
Not long after, he saw corpse spots on Kunba's corpse, and the smell of corpses had begun to appear.
When I took back the silver needle, the needle had already begun to turn black.
Yang Le's complexion became a lot more solemn, and looking at this Kunba, his face was also a little complicated.
Someone who has long since died!
Yes, that's his conclusion!
This Kunba was supposed to be the one who was going to die, but I don't know why......
There are also remnants of consciousness.
It seems that something, forcibly hanging his breath and not letting him die so quickly, has turned him into this killing machine.
No matter what the reason, this method is cruel enough, and the people behind it can be punished!
He took a deep breath and slowly straightened up.
At this time, the yellow hair on one side also ran over cautiously.
As he ran, he looked at Kunba on the ground, as if he was afraid of when he would get up, tiptoeing.
"Get out of here!"
Yang Le scolded.
Huang Mao trembled and quickened his pace.
Now he is in awe of Yang Leke!
Even the famous killing machine like Kunba has been killed, and the guy in front of him, who looks young, is the real god!
"Great, great god, you, do you have anything to do with me?"
Huang Mao said cautiously.
He also smelled a foul smell, and when he looked at Kunba again, he found that Kunba's corpse was actually decomposing!
Suddenly, he felt a tumbling in his throat and wanted to vomit!
"Gross!"
couldn't help it, Huang Mao covered his mouth and bowed very uncomfortably.
Seeing this, Yang Le directly took out the silver needle again, and slowly walked towards the yellow hair.
Silver needle, as soon as he saw this silver needle, Huang Mao trembled all over.
This is what he just killed Kunba!
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What is this going on?
You can't kill me, do you?
Quite possibly......
Because Kunba is indeed dead, and now he is an eyewitness!
Suddenly, his feet became weak, and he knelt in front of Yang Le unconsciously: "Great, great god......
I—I didn't see anything, you, you, can you, can you spare my life?
I—I'm not going to dare to deal with you anymore!
” Yang Le looked at the yellow hair and was speechless, and scolded: "Stand up!"
” Huang Mao was full of excitement and immediately stood up.
"Come here!"
"Great, great god......"
Huang Mao looked at the silver needle in Yang Le's hand and said tremblingly.
"Do I need such ink to kill you?
Come here!
” When Huang Mao heard this, he felt that the great god wanted to kill himself, and he was a good deal......
Then, Huang Mao slowly walked in front of Yang Le.
I saw that Yang Le inserted a silver needle into an acupuncture point on Huang Mao's body.
Huang Mao had already closed his eyes and was waiting to die, but at this moment, a warm current suddenly spread throughout his body.
The uncomfortable feeling disappeared all of a sudden.
When he opened his eyes and looked at Yang Le, it was called a shock, and then the shock slowly turned into worship.
It turns out that the great god is not trying to kill himself, but to help himself relieve his discomfort.
"Come here."
Yang Le said again.
Huang Mao learned to be obedient, nodded and followed behind Yang Le.
"Sister Mei, are you okay?"
Yang Le looked at Mei Yanfang and asked.
Mei Yanfang came back to her senses and shook her head a little distractedly.
Seeing this, Yang Le only sighed slightly.
It's okay, it doesn't exist!
After experiencing so much in one night, how can it be okay?
So he helped Mei Yanfang to sit on the side, and then let Huang Mao go to the other side with him.
Huang Mao trembled and followed behind Yang Le, and then Yang Le turned around and said: "Say it, tell everything you know, and say it seriously, otherwise, hehe......"
The silver needle in Yang Le's hand shook a few more times, looking at this yellow hair, he was a little weak, he could be sure that if this silver needle pricked himself again, it would definitely not be a treatment, but a fatal thing.
"You, you ask!
I know absolutely everything!
He said hurriedly.
Yang Le nodded, and then asked slowly, "Tell me, why are you coming to block us?"
And put us to death?
” "We, our Maomao Gang are paid to do things, and someone found us with money and asked us to teach you a lesson, so, so, so......
We have eyes and don't know Taishan, great god!
But we definitely don't want to kill, absolutely not!
Huang Mao hurriedly retorted.
"Didn't want to kill?
Didn't you force us like this on the highway?
” "Tell?
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Great, great, great god......
We drive sports cars, but we don't race races!
We're driving in peace!
Our mission is to follow you closely!
Huang Mao hurriedly said.
"The three sports cars chasing us on the highway aren't your people?"
Yang Le asked with a little doubt on his face.
Huang Mao shook his head again and again: "No!
Definitely not!
We don't dare to open like that, it's going to kill you!
We just saw you get off the highway and come up with it!
” This time, Yang Le also fell silent.
Not the yellow hairs of them?
Is there anyone else involved?
Is it to play the blame?
Thinking of this, Yang Le's expression became more and more solemn.
"Who is Kunba?"
He asked.
Speaking of Kunba, this yellow hair obviously still has a little palpitations, he unconsciously looked in the direction of Kunba's corpse, and then hurriedly said: "I, I only know that Kunba is a killing machine, well, it seems to be a member of the Yilian Gang!"
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