King Snake General of Pirates

The cold wind blew harder.

Dark clouds like ink gathered in the gloomy sky, and suddenly there was lightning and thunder, and the rumbling thunder kept roaring, seeming to be roaring unwillingly for the woman and child.

In the blink of an eye, it began to rain heavily, and the pure rainwater washed the city.

But it cannot wash away the ugliness deep in the heart.

Balk's self-built villa.

The news of the death of the captain of the first team and many gang members reached Balke's ears. He cursed the men who were kneeling in front of him, trembling in fear, and all kinds of curse words came out of his mouth.

He doesn't care about the dignity of these people because he is a gang boss.

Even deciding a person's life or death can be as casual to him as stepping on an ant while walking on the road.

Since Hal came to the Southern Military Region, Balk's important managers responsible for business operations have died one after another, and now five captains have died in a row, which is hard for him to accept.

Although one of the captains died in his own hands, it was precisely because of the appearance of the other party that he killed that captain. This life should also be attributed to the other party.

He thought so.

Balk cursed until his mouth went dry. He picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip. Just as he was about to continue cursing to relieve his anger, he saw a boy who was kneeling in fear rolled his eyes and raised his head and said: "Boss, we found that the man wearing a The guy with the grimace mask is not alone, he has companions.”

When Bakr heard this, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh? Where are the people? Have they been arrested?"

"I have already executed them. After killing so many brothers in the gang, of course I cannot let them live."

The little brother chuckled. He was the first to rush to the woman's house. After seeing Hal leaving there, he knew that he would not be able to catch up with her in a short time. He also saw that there was only a woman and a child in the house, so he had the idea to make up a story. idea, and then killed the woman and child together with the companions who came.

Now he takes the initiative to take all the credit that belongs to other people. Others dare to be angry but dare not say anything when they hear it. No one dares to take credit in front of Balke at this time.

He thought that Balk would definitely reward him for this, and maybe even become a captain.

Unexpectedly, Balk became even angrier after hearing this. His eyes widened, and the beard on his face stood up, and he roared:

"Idiot! Idiot! Why are you all such idiots! Do you know what you have done? You managed to catch him alive, but you killed him without even asking. Now let me check the other party's identity."

"Where's the body? Did you bring the body back?"

The younger brother was a little distracted after being scolded by Balk. After being yelled at by Balk, he came back to his senses and trembled: "No, no... Oh, no, I brought it back. I'll bring it to you right away."

He was so frightened that he thought he must immediately bring the bodies of the woman and the child over, saying that they were the wife and son of the other party, so that the boss might not blame him.

As soon as he stood up, besides the sound of rain, there were suddenly several screams outside the villa.

Balk and the boys in the room all felt something bad when they heard the sound. They quickly reached for the pistol, put their finger on the trigger and pointed at the closed door.

A few seconds later, the door was smashed open, the broken door panel flew out, the biting cold wind howled, and a huge round black shadow dripping with water flew from the outside into the house.

Everyone in the room was nervous all the time. When they saw the thing, no matter what it was, they immediately subconsciously pulled the trigger and shot.

Bursts of gunshots were heard from inside the house to outside, and were lost in the sound of rain.

Smoke was everywhere in the room. Through the thick smoke, everyone turned to look at the things that had been shot to the ground, and were shocked to find that those things were not offensive things.

Instead, they were bloody human heads tied together.

The expressions of fear were frozen on the heads and faces, and their frightened eyes were fixed in their eyes. The extreme fear made their eyeballs bulge, as if they had seen an evil ghost.

Everyone in the room originally thought that the "water" was dripping, but now they discovered that it was not water, but blood.

Balk looked in horror at the heads whose faces could still be vaguely seen after being shot, and immediately discovered that they were all guards outside the villa.

The red blood mixed with raindrops dripped on the ground, coupled with the strong visual impact of the heads and fearful faces, and the bloody and exciting smell after the blood dispersed, the speed of these people's brains suddenly slowed down.

At this moment, a muscular figure slowly walked out of the gate, holding a long knife that was still dripping with blood, and wearing a grimace mask on his face that made Balk anxious many times.

This man walked towards the gloomy sky outside, and cut off the heads of several people. The ferocious mask on his face seemed to be soaked in blood, and this man slowly walked towards the house like an evil ghost who wanted to choose people to devour. Everyone is approaching.

"Pretend to be a ghost and kill him for me." Balk shouted, and everyone in the room pulled the triggers of their pistols. Gunshots were heard constantly and smoke filled the air.

At this moment, Hal's heart was filled with murderous intent. He was covered in snake scale armor. He bowed and stepped on the ground. He took a step forward with the help of the force of the shock. He was like a cheetah, extremely fast.

He jumped up, holding the long knife tightly in his right hand. He raised it high and then slashed downwards diagonally. The sharp blade whizzed out.

Hal doesn't know how to use a sword and can't use a knife.

He only knows that great strength can work wonders.

He used all his strength on this knife. The sharp blade was emitting a cold light, and the blood flowing on it seemed to make it even sharper.

I only saw a bright light flashing on the wall, and the big knife was like cutting tofu, directly separating the head and body of the younger brother who was closest and was taking credit not long ago.

The head flew high and then rolled to the side. The blood from his neck spurted out more than three meters high, staining the ceiling red. The man looked like a human fountain at this time, but the blood was sprayed out.

"what!!!"

"Devil, you guy, you are the devil!"

Some people couldn't bear the bloody scene and screamed pitifully. Their livers and gallbladders were split apart. As soon as they turned around and ran a few steps, they were killed by Hal with a knife.

When they kill themselves, they indifferently enjoy the miserable cries of others and take pleasure in it.

Only when they are being slaughtered will they become frightened and think about running away or even begging.

The others had just taken a step forward when Hal ruthlessly beheaded them all, turning the luxuriously decorated villa into a slaughterhouse. The smell of blood was even stronger than before.

As for the howls and pleas of these people, Hal ignored them.

That woman must have begged before she died, but she was still mercilessly killed by them.

She did nothing wrong and didn't even know why she was killed.

Why did a man wearing a ghost face mask appear in his house, and why did a gangster come over?

She just went out to earn some hard money and raised a child who could not speak by herself.

"Ah!!" Hal looked up to the sky and screamed, an angry roar coming from his mouth, his voice was sad, desolate, painful, and filled with endless regret.

His anger is not only towards the evil gangsters and the ignorant civilians, but also towards his stupid self.

He never thought that the gangsters who were targeting him would turn their knives on the defenseless mother and son.

They are so innocent!

Born in the slums of the Western Military Region, he had seen many dark things, and this was the first time that he had been so deeply touched in his heart.

It feels depressing.

"No, don't kill me. I can give you everything. I can give you whatever you want."

"I will give you money, countless money..."

"There is still power, yes, this gangster is yours from now on, give it all to you, give it all to you, as long as you don't kill me..."

Balk's face turned pale when he saw the bloody scene in front of him. He was frightened and quickly dropped his pistol to show that he was not a threat. He knew that this kind of thing would be useless against the man in front of him when he fired it.

Although he didn't know why, he didn't have the courage to try it a second time.

Fear overwhelmed his heart, making him no longer a gangster. He also tasted the same fear as all the people he had killed.

Balk backed away frantically, hiding behind the sofa which did not give him any sense of security, but he had no choice.

boom!

A long knife shot past Balk's ear and pierced the wall behind him.

Hal suddenly jumped out across the sofa, stretched out his big hand to grab the frightened Balk, and slammed into the wall behind him.

Another bang.