Under the Snow, Fran seemed to be mocking her, wondering if she knew how to kill.
He curled his lips in disdain and said,
"Although I have never killed anyone, isn't killing someone just a matter of a head falling off and getting a huge scar?”
"What's so difficult about that? Moreover, you can't imagine what my methods are like.”
Moreover, she did not come out under the snow today just to take revenge.
There was another more important thing, which was to clock in the system.
He had been thinking about this thing for a long time since the beginning. Now that he had come out, he didn't even find a place to clock in.
How could he give up and go back?
Moreover, after walking through countless places under the snow, it was impossible to clock in at ordinary places.
He could only go to the stairs and the place where Lewell and the others had released the birds.
Otherwise, he really couldn't think of any other place to clock in.
He could only wait for the bald man to find Liweir, and then he would have more opportunities to go out and clock in!
As he pondered under the snow, he had unknowingly run far away.
Fran was panting slightly. He took a deep breath and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.
"Little brat, that's enough. There aren't many people here anymore.”
"I'm really unlucky. I have a fully automatic 3D device and I'm running with you. I'm afraid I'm crazy!”
Fran complained helplessly.
Slade and the others who were chasing behind were even more miserable. They were already sweating profusely.
Although it looked extremely sturdy, its strength was unquestionable.
However, in terms of physical strength, it was probably very difficult.
After all, with a big belly, it would be a little uncomfortable for anyone to run.
This fellow could only shout from behind,"
"Damn it, brat, stop right there.”
"I've been looking for you for months. Don't even think about escaping today, you coward.”
"Huha, huha!"
The sound of disordered breathing spread in all directions.
The knife-scarred man couldn't take it anymore.
"Boss, this brat is too good at running. Looking at his appearance, he seems to be very relaxed.”
Under his words, it seemed like he wanted to express to his boss why he didn't chase after her! Come again next time.
Although Zilad wasn't very smart, he could still hear what he said.
There was clearly a hidden meaning in his words.
He shouted at Dao Ba,
"Shut up. Even if you break your legs or your kidneys today, chase after them.”
After a furious roar, Dao Ba instantly cowered.
The thin man behind them was almost the same.
A thought sprouted in the hearts of the dozen or so people. If they caught Under the Snow, they would definitely beat him to death.
When he turned into the alley under the snow and realized that there was a dead end in front of him, his heart did not waver.
"Looks like this is the end of their lives.”
"I originally wanted to bring you guys for a run, but God didn't give you that chance!”
A dozen footsteps came from behind.
Fran looked at the sealed road in front of him and knew that she was going to settle things here.
Anyway, it had nothing to do with him.
Then, she let him suffer. She walked to the wall and leaned against it with her hands behind her head.
Under the Snow didn't care. It didn't matter whether Fran went up or not. The outcome was already decided.
He turned around and looked at the dozen or so people holding his knees.
"I say, your physical fitness is really too poor!”
"You can't take it anymore after just running for a while. Is your kidney bad?”
"If you're impotent, seek medical treatment as soon as possible. Otherwise, you'll lose your happiness for the rest of your life.”
"Oh! No, from now on, you have no future to speak of.”
Under the Snow mocked the few of them, his eyes filled with disdain.
Slad and the others, who were already half dead from exhaustion, heard Undersnow's arrogant words.
He was instantly enraged.
"Little bastard, today. I'll let you know who's the one with no future.”
Then, he pointed at the ugly scar on his face and roared,
"Damn it, damn it! It's all because of you. If not for you, I wouldn't have such a scar on my face.”
"Every time it rains, I can feel a faint pain on my face.”
"If I don't torture you to death today, it will be difficult to dispel the hatred in my heart.”
Silad's mouth was wide open, and he kept talking non-stop. His saliva flew all over the underlings in front of him.
If it wasn't for the fact that the underground street couldn't get any rainwater, he would have thought that it was raining.
Underneath the snow, she couldn't help but find it funny when she saw his angry look.
"Hahahaha! You'd better wipe your saliva first, like a child.”
"I told you, I won't hit a child!”
"Rain? Looks like your hearing is really good!”
Slade's patience had reached its limit. He pulled out the knife at his waist and roared at his underling,"
"Lads, grab your weapons and leave me alive. Today, I'm going to torture these two little brats.”
With a clang, Slad's underlings pulled out knives of different lengths from their backs.
He looked at the snow with a fierce expression.
As for the bodyguards who were preparing to rob the market under the snow, they were much smarter.
He waved his hand at his own people, signaling them to retreat. He wanted them to fight each other first, and then they would pick up the leftovers.
In any case, there was a dead end ahead, and no one could escape.
The subordinate understood and slowly retreated.
If that was the case, then they would really be idiots. Even saying that they had suffered from cerebral hemorrhage for ten years was a compliment to them.
Slade, who had almost lost his mind, could no longer care if there were others behind him.
It was the one who killed Under the Snow.
The few of them drew their sabers and rushed into the snow. The group of burly men looked very scary.
Fran, who was watching from the side, looked at the snow with a gloating expression.
"What are you going to do? Little brat!"
What else could he do? Under the Snow looked at the group of burly men expressionlessly.
She slowly reached her hand into her bosom.
Slade was indeed a veteran of the underground street. His intuition told him that danger was coming.
He quickly stopped and shouted,
"If anyone can catch him, I'll treat him to a brothel today, the most beautiful one.”
The group of underlings who hadn't eaten meat for a long time heard this and rushed forward one by one.
Under the Snow smiled.
"I didn't expect this guy to have some skills. He knows to let his underlings charge first.”
"Forget it. No matter what, I have to die anyway. There's no need to hide it!"
"However, after shooting, we have to deal with it quickly. He doesn't have a silencer.”
By then, the military police would soon come.
Under the Snow took out two pistols from his pocket.
" Pa, pa!"
Two gunshots were fired, and sparks appeared from the pistols.
Two bullets hit the head of the burly man at the front, directly between his eyebrows.
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