Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

"No Su Xiaoyu shook his head solemnly and winked at him sincerely. "It's a real poison this time, and if you can't take the antidote within two hours, you will really die."

Her tone is very flat, even with a touch of joy, as if what she just said is not a big murder, but a common daily life like "what we'll eat later".

"Deceiving..." Su Dayong gave a hard smile, and wanted to sneer to show his disdain and support his aura.

But the muscles on the cheek are so tight that the corners of the lips can't be lifted at all. On the contrary, they can't help sinking, as if they are out of the control of the limbs.

Because of this, the expression on his face was distorted, and his consciousness was totally different from his body. His lips chose to follow the instinctive control of his body, and finally convulsed into a horrible expression of whether to laugh or not.

But Su Xiaoyu was not frightened by his expression. After glancing at him faintly, he looked back and said softly, "if you don't obey me, you will really die this time."

"You won't, won't kill me, ha ha..." Su Dayong forced a sneer, "you just said that killing people should pay for their lives, people like you won't do that."

Although he looked almost ferocious, he had no confidence when he spoke, and his voice did not fall. His momentum collapsed first, and he was defeated in an instant.

These two words are not so much a threat to Su Xiaoyu as the last self struggle and escape he can do in the face of the reality he does not want to face.

Su Xiaoyu suddenly curved his mouth and began to laugh, as if he had heard a funny saying.

Su Dayong was a little flustered by her smile, and he couldn't help fretting, "what are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you." Su Xiaoyu lightly grinned, "I'll just kill you later and throw you anywhere to feed the dog. Do you think anyone will know?"

Su Dayong's throat stagnated. She was about to argue, but she snatched the words again. "I'm afraid you have no relatives or friends, even if you suddenly disappear, no one will know."

Hearing this, the last bit of arrogance on Su Dayong's face finally came to an end.

Like an inflatable paper tiger, he was stabbed in the back by the steel needle transformed from Su Xiaoyu's words, so the ethereal gas lost along the big and small holes. After cleaning, the only thing left was a thin and superficial skin.

His eyes suddenly shriveled down. Except for the greasy and market marks chiseled out by years' knives and axes, he could not see anything else on his face. What's more, he could not see that he was a professional killer who depended on licking blood on the tip of the knife.

Professional killer.

Su Xiaoyu chewed these words several times, suddenly felt a little funny, so she simply gave the blank killer the last heavy hammer.

"So, if you don't want to cooperate with us, you will die. In fact, it's no big deal. But just because I'm so talkative doesn't mean my boss is so talkative. If you make him unhappy, he will make you feel worse than death. Do you want to have a try? "

Su Dayong's face turned white and his voice trembled, "who are you... Your boss?"