Almighty flower care master

Killing a person is sometimes very simple, and sometimes it is very complicated, because no matter what the purpose is to kill a person, you must find a perfect reason to kill a person, but if you want to kill a person and do not need a reason, kill a person People will become much simpler, as simple as eating a meal or going to the toilet.

But there is no doubt that no matter from which angle or level, killing people is a big deal.

Such a big event came out of Qin Yang's mouth lightly, as if he was going to embroider a flower, but Zhu Ruosha was still shocked.

She stared sideways at Qin Yang in astonishment for a while, then said in a little panic, "No!"

The voice is not high, but the tone is extremely firm.

With a slight smile, Qin Yang didn't care, and asked softly, "Why?"

"Because his surname is Du!" The mood calmed down a little at this moment, and Zhu Ruosha's tone of voice became much more normal.

"Because his surname is Du?" Qin Yang said with the same smile on his face, "It's a very good reason, but I still want to kill him, just because his surname is Du!" The restlessness and If it is violent, then since the relationship between Du Xinwu and Du Xinwu involves life and death, it will naturally mean blood.

There are always burdens in adult games, but these burdens are not Du Xinwu's life-saving talisman.

From the moment Du Xinwu made the pursuit, no matter what his original intention was, he should always be prepared to die.

No one can't be killed, the reason for not killing is whether it's worth it or not, or whether you want it or not.

This kind of logic seems a bit nonsensical, but the logic of nonsense is also logic.

Zhu Ruosha frowned slightly, but when she heard the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground from behind, she didn't speak any more.

Regarding the Du family, although she is cautious, it does not mean that she will blindly compromise and give in. The matter of the Du family in the boxing ring has already stepped on her bottom line, and there is no face between them.

In this case, no matter how tense things are, it won't make things worse.

Then if you want to kill Du Xinwu, just kill him!

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The roaring sound of the engine resounded dully on the remote suburban national road. The road lights in the distance were sparse, and under the dim street lights, mottled black shadows were stretched extremely long.

In the limited light, four cars whizzed by all the way, and the tires of the cars rubbed against the ground, making a slight crackling sound.

This kind of sound, when heard in this kind of silent night, always makes people can't help but think of haze or bloody things.

Du Xinwu in the Ferrari car stepped on the gas pedal, his face was slightly distorted due to excitement, it was really unattractive, his pale skin was tensed because of the killing intent accumulated in his chest, and his sparse eyebrows were dead. Dead twisted into a ball.

"Go to hell!" The excited light burst out in his eyes, Ferrari speeded up again, chasing the Bugatti Veyron and slamming into it fiercely.

Qin Yang, who had been staring at the rearview mirror to observe the situation behind, smiled softly, the steering wheel turned quietly, the rear of the car swung, and slid to one side, the gravel pressed by the wheels scattered all over the place, the Bugatti Veyron accelerated abruptly and pulled away. distance from Ferrari.

Du Xinwu stared at the thick black exhaust, slightly startled, and was about to speed up to catch up.

However, the Bugatti Veyron, which ran far ahead, suddenly heard a creaking sound and stopped quietly.

This made Du Xinwu startled again, he always felt that there were too many accidents tonight.

Isn't that guy afraid of dying?How dare you stop at this time.

But since it was an accident, it is by no means a surprise. The Bugatti Veyron stopped for a moment, and there was another roar of the engine, like a roaring monster, making a 360-degree turn on the narrow national road. , accelerating the impact.

Du Xinwu was startled and instinctively wanted to reverse the car, but the Bugatti Veyron came so fast that it flew like an arrow from the string almost instantly.

There was a "bang" sound, and the front of the car hit the front of the car violently.

Zhu Ruosha, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, did not expect Qin Yang to be so crazy. Even though he was wearing a seat belt, his body still leaned forward suddenly, his ribs and chest ached.

But Du Xinwu couldn't feel the pain at this time. Following the inertia of the two cars colliding, he knocked his forehead hard on the steering wheel, a smear of blood bloomed like a flower, and then his eyes went dark and he passed out.

At the same time, the windows of the two BMW cars that followed were lowered, and the muzzles of the two black guns were aimed at the Bugatti Veyron, and the gunshots rang out.

Zhu Ruosha's brain had a slight dizziness, but before he realized what was going on, he just felt a gust of cold wind blowing from the left side, the car door opened at some point, and Qin Yang disappeared.

After landing on the ground, Qin Yang stepped on the concrete road, his body exploded, and he rushed towards the BMW.

The bullet scraped his clothes and drew a sharp trace, hitting the road in front of the Bugatti Veyron, the hard concrete road burst open, and then the shooter saw a shadow appearing in front of him like a ghost.

The gunman was startled, and pointed his gun at Qin Yang's chest. Unfortunately, there was no chance to shoot again. Qin Yang stretched out his arm quickly, and with a crisp click, the hand holding the gun was wrenched off. Before the gunman had time to sense The pain at the severed arm, and the cold muzzle of the gun had already pressed against his forehead.

Then the gunshots rang out, one shot in the head.

Blood splattered with brains, the expressions of the driver and the other shooter in the back seat changed drastically, but Qin Yang didn't give them much time to enjoy the panic, he quickly pulled the trigger with his fingers, and fired two shots.

The bullet pierced the air and made a sharp sound, and two muffled grunts came into Zhu Ruosha's ears almost at the same time as the sound of the bullet.

Her eyes opened suddenly, and she looked into the distance.

Under the dim streetlights, Qin Yang's figure rose violently again, and he jumped up onto the front of a BMW behind him.

The figure fell high like a cannonball, and there was a crisp sound. The driver panicked, and the front of the car swayed and slid towards the grass next to him.

The two gunmen in the back seat fired immediately, and the two gunshots sounded in the empty suburban night. Their tyrannical eyes were glowing coldly in the night.

Qin Yang kicked hard on the front of the car with his left foot, avoided the bullets, jumped onto the roof of the car, and shot down with his backhand.

The sharp sound of piercing the iron sheet was heard far away, and the thin iron sheet on the roof rolled up slightly under the bombardment of the bullets. Under the roof, the three figures were shot above their heads.

The BMW sedan lost control, its front wheels twisted and inevitably rushed to the side grass and fell into the gutter, the roaring engine roaring dully.

In the quiet night, there is no other sound except the sound of the engine.

Killing six people in one breath, Qin Yang's expressionless face finally regained some of his spirits. He let out a breath of turbid air quietly, rolled up his clothes and wiped off the fingerprints on the pistol, threw the pistol aside casually, and pointed at Zhu Ruosha is coming here.

Zhu Ruosha's sanity was a little unclear, she didn't see clearly how Qin Yang killed the man, but such a scene couldn't be called aesthetically pleasing after all.

She watched Qin Yang walking towards her step by step, seeing the habitual and lazy smile on Qin Yang's face, she was also relieved, and asked softly, "Are you okay? Are you injured?"

"It's okay." Qin Yang grinned, his teeth were so white under the streetlight, Zhu Ruosha didn't dare to look at them, turned his head in panic, and looked at Du Xinwu in the Ferrari.

Qin Yang strode towards the Ferrari, pulled open the locked car door forcefully, Zhu Ruosha couldn't imagine the force of this pull, and didn't have any extra thoughts to think about it, and then carried Qin Yang's portrait Du Xinwu was lifted out like a chicken.

The backhand was two slaps across the face.

Du Xinwu woke up faintly, his pupils had astigmatism, the muscles on his lips squirmed slightly, and his mind was about to wake up.

"Clap!"

After two more slaps, Du Xinwu finally sobered up.

He looked at Qin Yang, his astigmatic eyes became brighter, and those unknown panics returned to his body again.

"Qin Yang...you...you..." His lips were trembling, Du Xinwu's teeth were chattering up and down, and he looked at Qin Yang as if he had seen a ghost, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"The damned people are already dead." Qin Yang smiled.

Du Xinwu's heart was terrified, the damned people are already dead, what does this mean?

Could it be that this lunatic wants to kill him?

"Qin Yang, do you know what you are doing, let me go!" Du Xin roared fiercely.

"It seems that you are still not very clear about your current situation." The smile on Qin Yang's face turned cold, and he greeted his face again with two slaps.

Du Xinwu's white and thin cheeks, following Qin Yang's six slaps, showed a tragic blue-red color, the blue, white, red and three colors alternated, very much like the green clothes on the stage when watching a theater in the countryside.

Of course, Tsing Yi is not so ugly!

"Let go of me, let me go..." Du Xinwu whimpered, tears rolled down his cheeks, and he no longer had the confidence he had before.

His pride had already been knocked down by Qin Yang, the only thing left was his own life, he didn't want to die so early.

"If you kneel and kowtow to me, I will let you go." Qin Yang smiled.

"I..." Du Xinwu drooped his head and was silent for a while. Qin Yang threw him away casually. Du Xinwu turned over and got up on his knees. He slammed his head on the ground forcefully, directly.

Qin Yang was a little surprised, but then he felt relieved, all the dignity of the children of this kind of family had already been eaten up by dogs, and there was nothing they couldn't do in order to survive.

"Is it enough? Is it enough?" Du Xinwu kowtowed and stammered as he kowtowed, there was no trace of the bearing of a child of an aristocratic family.

"Enough." Qin Yang nodded slightly, raised his foot, and stepped on his neck. The soles of his feet fell, and the slender, white neck was pressed against the warm and cool road surface, and the rough sand was squeezing hard. Under the pressure, the skin and blood vessels were pierced bit by bit, and the blood slowly flowed out from the bottom of the feet, and when the wind blew, the stench of blood was particularly pungent.

Du Xinwu turned his head desperately, staring at Qin Yang with protruding eyes, as if he wanted to ask why he wanted to kill himself even after kowtowing.

It's a pity that Qin Yang had no reason for this matter from the very beginning!

So, he died when he died, without any reason!