Huhua President

It was summer, and the weather was extremely hot and muggy. Although it was almost evening, the heat rising from the ground was still unbearable.

In the wealthy area of ​​Ameras, Serangoon City, Singapore, this is a famous villa complex, where famous tycoons and politicians in the country live.It's very quiet here, and it's the place where rich people like to stay.

In the backyard of one of the villas, a man dressed in black and wearing a mask was sitting on an armchair.He held a saber in his hand and put it on the face of a white man. The white man was covered with cuts and bruises. His left hand was dislocated, his right hand was broken, and his feet were dripping with blood. Obviously, the ground was covered with blood, and things were in a mess. It was obvious that there had just been an incident here. Fierce fighting.

"Hansen, where is Lak Jesse?" The killer spoke fluent Jurong.

"Sir, you must have made a mistake. I don't know Lark at all..." Hansen was trembling, sweating profusely, and stuttered.

"Mr. Hansen, it seems that you don't cry when you see the coffin, and you won't be honest if you don't show your color." The masked killer lit a cigar, slowly put away his saber, and went straight to pick up the chainsaw on the wall , "Bah..." The chainsaw was pulled.

"Ah!" With a scream, one of Hansen's fingers was sawed off.

"I'll count to three more." The killer paused, "Three!" "Two!" "One!"

"Ah!" The second finger was sawed off, followed by a growl like a pig.

"You kill me, kill me, I really don't know." With ten fingers connected to his heart, all the muscles in Hansen's body were trembling.

"The good show is yet to come! It's a trivial matter." The masked man said nonchalantly, as if it wasn't his finger that was cut off.

"Bah!" Another stick.

Hansen howled and passed out.

The masked man kicked Hansen's stomach, and muttered, "This pig just cut off three fingers and then passed out. It seems that something serious is going to happen." The masked man said quietly, while Whistling.

The masked man took out a syringe from his arms and a medicine bottle from his pocket, "This is a super stimulant extracted from caffeine, ephedrine, amphetamine, and ecstasy. If it wasn't for your face, I wouldn't bother to give it to you." How to use it?" The masked man said in a strange way.

The syringe is inserted into the vial and the needle is quickly filled.The masked man grabbed the unconscious Hansen's left hand and pushed the super stimulant into Hansen's artery.

"Ah!" Hansen woke up miraculously, and the masked man looked at Hansen with a smile, "Hansen, it's very comfortable, you are full of strength now, but your limbs are broken. Tell me, where is Lark Jesse? "

"I'm going to kill you!" Hansen suddenly turned over and kicked the masked man with his broken leg.

"Bang!" The mask came off, revealing a resolute face. This is a 23-year-old oriental man with sharp lips, a heavy black beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes, revealing deep, firm, cynical looks. Decorated with sparse hairs, exuding primitive, vigorous and vigorous;

"Bah!" With the sound of a fierce chainsaw, Hansen's thigh was sawed off from his knee.Hansen trembled all over, and his body obviously began to collapse.

"I said..." Hansen has completely become a blood man, and this place has completely become a slaughterhouse. "Okay, Mr. Hansen, isn't it easy to settle the matter like this?" The man said nonchalantly, stood up slowly, and looked at Hansen with a serious face, "Remember when you get down, the person who killed you It's called Gongsun Yingwei."