"I have to say that your men are as insidious as you."

Ji Shaoyi was not polite at all. He grabbed the white man's collar and sneered: "But unfortunately, your men are just like you, with the skills of a three-legged cat, so I killed him."

The white man was silent. It was not that he had never seen dead people. On the contrary, he had seen many dead people, and he had personally killed many of them. However, the dead people he had seen and the people he had killed were all in the context of overwhelming victory.

Never in a one-sided situation.

So, he was afraid, he was afraid of death.

Why?

Because he is a rich man and has seen too many dead people, he is very afraid of death.

Only those who have lost confidence in life will not be afraid of death. And those rich people who lead colorful lives will lose confidence. White people are a good example.

"Are you from that American gang?" Ji Shaoyi suddenly asked.

"Mafia." The white man answered obediently and honestly. He also wanted to use the gang behind him to scare Ji Shaoyi.

"Yes, it's a big gang."

Ji Shaoyi praised you, but before the white man could get proud, he added: "But, to me, you are all a bunch of shit."

"..." The white man shrank his neck. There are people who dare to say that the American Mafia is shit, but there are only two kinds of people. One is with absolute strength, and the other is an idiot.

, it is true that the mafia is extremely powerful.

"What are you doing in the Sin Triangle?" Ji Shaoyi asked again.

"trade."

"poison?"

"Yes."

"Who to trade with."

"Kunsha."

"Ha ha!"

Ji Shaoyi burst into laughter. He did not expect that his luck was so good: "Very good, very good. It seems that you are of some use."

"You, what do you want to do?" The white man was even more frightened, and he realized that something was wrong.

"I'm not doing anything, I just want you to lead the way." Ji Shaoyi grinned and said evilly.

The white man confirmed his guess in his heart. The man in front of him really had an agenda. This was a big deal. It didn't matter if he died. But once he messed up this transaction and caused misunderstanding between his gang and Kunsha,

Then it won't be over once you die.

He also has a family. If something goes wrong, his family will be hunted endlessly by the gang and tortured to death. He seems to have done this kind of thing before. One of his men betrayed him, so he and his men

All his family members were arrested and tortured to death.

Thinking about the fate of a subordinate back then, and it seems that I have to relive the experience of that subordinate, it is scary to think about it: "No, I can't take you there."

"What if I said, you would definitely take me there?" Ji Shaoyi smiled sweetly, like a girl who had fallen in love for the first time.

However, such a smile, in the eyes of white people, is not sweet, but fearful, like the roar of the devil of the abyss. The hope of survival that had just been ignited was also extinguished: "You should kill me."

"No, it would be too cheap to kill you."

Ji Shaoyi's expression changed no slower than turning the page in a book, and he became extremely cold and stern in an instant: "You have two choices. The first choice is to take me there obediently. Maybe when I am happy, I will let you go, and then you

Run for your life."

After a pause, he raised his second finger and said: "The second option is that I torture you until you are no longer human, and you are no longer a ghost. I will make you pay for all the pain, and then I will obediently torture you."

Take it with you. Don’t doubt that our country, China, is a country with a heritage of five thousand years and is very experienced in dealing with torture."

The name Huaxia Country can scare people around the world, even if it is constantly smeared and slandered by Western countries. But where is the background? As one of the countries with the longest heritage in the world, it has too many

It's magical and mysterious.

Even if the white man didn't know much about Chinese culture, he was involved in torture, so he was really scared.

"Don't doubt it, I have the ability to make you unable to live or die."

Ji Shaoyi smiled and said: "Also, don't think about committing suicide. No one can commit suicide in front of me, including you."

Dele, all the escape routes have been blocked, and the white man has been forced to a dead end. He can only choose the first option now, and take Ji Shaoyi to Kunsha obediently, and then leave it to fate to decide what will happen next.

"How, how to choose, my dear white gentleman."

"I'll take you there."

The white man gritted his teeth and made up his mind, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope: "But after I take you there, you have to let me go."

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me." Ji Shaoyi suddenly realized that this white man seemed to be an important member of the American Mafia. How could he be so stupid and naive? It seems that Americans all need to supplement their brains.

The white man moved his mouth, intending to say something more, but as soon as he met Ji Shaoyi's cold eyes, he shut his mouth obediently and did not dare to say more.

"Let's go."

Ji Shaoyi stood up with the white man in his arms. His movements were very graceful. But the next movement was even more graceful. He waved his hand and let it go out. Then he pulled it away again.

"Ahhh!"

Screams kept coming.

The white man's six strong bodyguards, except for the one Ji Shaoyi killed before, the other five bodyguards all died violently. Their death conditions were almost the same, that is, there were bloody injuries on their throats.

Blood kept spilling out.

That is the masterpiece of flying knives!

The five flying knives, like seducers, harvested five lives.

With his big hand closed, he took back the flying knife. It has to be said that it takes more than one person to do it.

The white man saw everything with his own eyes, and his fear of Ji Shaoyi deepened. At this moment, he had realized that he was not facing a harmless young man, let alone a human who was stronger than ordinary people, but a person who was stronger than ordinary people.

A practitioner who is a hundred times or even a thousand times stronger.

"Are you a superhuman?"

"Superpower?"

Ji Shaoyi laughed loudly and said disdainfully: "What do you call magic in the United States? They come and go. I don't even bother to associate with them."

Being despised for no reason again, what else can a white man say? As for the death of his men, he didn't feel guilty at all. On the contrary, if Ji Shaoyi didn't kill them, it would be a disaster.

It is best that as few people know about this kind of thing as possible. If there is a big chaos, he can still get over it. Of course, the premise is that he can still return to the United States alive.

History is written by the victors.

As long as he is alive, he is the winner, so how to weave the story, doesn't it all depend on his mouth?
Chapter completed!