Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Romance -> Special Forces in the City: The Cunning Blade

Chapter 172 Survival Instinct

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    You can search "Special Forces in the City: The Secret Blade" on Baidu to find the latest chapter!

    "Hehehe!" Xing Lie's smile sounded like a death song to Pan Jiuwen's ears.

    Logically speaking, he is not young anymore. He has been in the world of martial arts all his life, and he should have taken life and death lightly.  Pan Jiuwen thought the same way before, death was not scary to him.

    But today, he had to admit that although he had been involved in the world all his life and thought he took life and death lightly, the reality made him understand that he was still afraid of death, even more afraid of death than ordinary people.  Because there are too many things that he can't part with, including power, money, beautiful women, and the Pangu Building that made him famous.

    Although he is old, he believes that he still has at least twenty or thirty years of life to enjoy. How could he be killed like this?  He is not willing to give in, really not willing to give in.

    "Come here!" A sudden shout made Xing Lie stunned for a moment, and then he cursed, "Damn, old guy, you are acting like a monster when you are about to die. Don't you know what your own office is like? You are still shouting, shouting  Go ahead, shout as hard as you can, if you can really call people in, I won¡¯t kill you.¡±

    He shouted, which was actually a person¡¯s instinct to survive when he was desperate. After shouting, the anger in his body was completely released.

    "Old guy, why don't you scream?" Xing Lie looked around. Although he couldn't see anything in the dark, he still said loudly, "I have to say, your office  The soundproofing is so good that you can't even hear the sound of gunshots from outside. I really don't understand why an office has such good soundproofing?"

    Xing Lie took a puff of cigarette, put his head over Pan Jiuwen's shoulder, and looked at the old guy's crotch, "I heard that you have one, two, three, four, five, several wives, all of them young and beautiful, and you have done something like this  I understand the office, but are you still useful for your work? Your beautiful wife must have planted a grassland on your head a long time ago."

    Pan Jiuwen's old face suddenly twitched, and his head was indeed green. Therefore, the four wives he loved most before had his limbs chopped off, their balls cut off, their lower bodies torn apart, tortured to death by him, and finally thrown away  It was put into a cement mixer, poured into the foundation of a certain building, and disappeared forever.

    Xing Lie couldn't see Pan Jiuwen's face, but Pan Jiuwen's trembling body betrayed him.

    "Oh?" Xing Lie blinked and laughed, "Old guy, are you really being cheated on?"

    Pan Jiuwen's old face was horribly hideous, and his skinny hands grabbed Xing Lie's arm, his fingers as hard as iron.  Then he kicked off the ground with his feet, and the boss's chair slid backwards under his buttocks, hitting Xing Lie hard.

    Bang, Xing Lie's body shook suddenly, his legs exerted force, and there was a crunching sound under his feet, and the solid wood floor was cracked by his forceful step.

    "Old guy, since you are so anxious to get on the road, then I will make it happen for you."

    Pan Jiuwen's hand slipped, and the arm in his hand escaped from his control like a snake.

    "No!" Pan Jiuwen yelled inwardly, and then his neck was wrapped by an arm again.

    "Crack!" The terrifying sound of bone breaking sounded. This was also the last sound Pan Jiuwen heard in this world.  Then, he suddenly saw the floor-to-ceiling windows that he liked very much, and the dim lights outside.

    Pan Jiuwen¡¯s head turned a strange 180 degrees, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.  The trace of color left in his eyes has disappeared, but the nostalgia for this world can still be seen.

    "Poof!" Xing Lie spit out the extinguished cigarette butt in his mouth on the ground, grabbed Pan Jiuwen's shoulder, and with a sudden force, Pan Jiuwen's body was like a broken sack. Xing Lie grabbed him and still held it on his shoulder.  Private elevator to the lounge.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report