In an office, Sfith looked at the corpse under his feet, his whole face was gloomy and terrifying.
Not only did he lose a temporary hidden stronghold yesterday, Epke, a very useful subordinate, was also killed, and now another backbone of the organization had his throat cut with a dagger in full view.
"Damn it!"
Sfith firmly pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, regret appeared on his gloomy face.
He really regrets it now!
Originally, he thought that this was an opportunity not to be missed for him, for 'Blood Blood Ridge', but who knew it would develop like this.
Before the grand blueprint described by the other party was realized, his right-hand man was killed.
So…
Who's next
Such questions appeared in the bottom of Sfith's heart, which made the boss of 'Blood Ridge' restless. He waved his hand and asked his subordinates to carry the corpse down and dispose of it. Then, from the bottom drawer of the desk, he took Out of a mobile phone.
This was left by the other party for him to contact.
And, remind him not to call unless it is absolutely necessary.
Undoubtedly, now is the best time.
Dialing the only unknown phone number in the phone, Sfith waited quietly.
Then, a busy tone came from the handset.
The other party hung up his phone.
Sfiss was taken aback for a moment, and immediately dialed back
This time it was even more straightforward, and the voice reminded him that the other party had turned off the phone.
"asshole!"
Sfith slammed the phone on the opposite wall heavily.
Snapped!
The mobile phone became shattered, looking at the splashed parts, Sfiss began to pant heavily.
Sfiss knew that he was abandoned by the other party, or... the other party planned to do this from the beginning: use him, abandon him, and use him to attract the attention of people around him.
After the not-so-stupid Sfiss woke up from his greed, he immediately thought of the other party's intentions.
But, obviously it's too late!
Sfiss had even guessed what he was about to face.
However, Sfith did not intend to give up.
Born on the street, Sfiss, who has an independent chassis, definitely does not lack due persistence. Although for other people, such persistence is a kind of bastard behavior, but every time Sfiss relies on this persistence, Just made it through.
"This time, it's no exception!"
"I definitely will… "
"You are Sfiss?"
Sfith clenched his fist violently, and began to think about how to 'counterattack' in his heart, but before Sfith could think of anything, a sharp voice pierced into his ears.
"no!"
Without hesitation, Sfith directly denied it, and then raised his hand to wipe the pistol in the drawer.
Click!
But the moment Sfith's fingers touched the handle of the gun, the bone in Sfith's palm burst like that.
boom! bang bang!
It's like firecrackers going off.
After a series of noises, Sfith's right hand was completely shattered from the palm to the elbow.
"Ah!"
Amidst the cry of pain, Sfith rolled down from the chair, blood sprayed from the elbow, instantly staining the desk in front of Sfith red.
A figure walked to the blood-stained desk, and just sat on it, looking down at Sfith with a condescending attitude.
"Are you Sfiss?"
The other party asked again.
"Yes, it is."
"help me!"
Sfith didn't deny it this time.
The pain and the large amount of blood that flowed were enough for Sfiss to make a correct choice, and with Sfiss' answer, the blood sprayed from his elbow suddenly decreased, and the pain also dissipated.
Only then did he see the person in front of him clearly.
The black cloak was stained with his blood, and the pale skull mask reflected the sunlight, making one feel a chill from the bottom of his heart.
"'Split Bone'!"
The extremely familiar attire made Sfiss exclaim in fear.
"Glad you met me."
"Trust me, it will help us in the rest of our conversation."
"Where's 'Sigh of Hell'?"
'Cracked Bone' asked with a smile.
The laughter was both sharp and high-pitched, as if claws were forcibly brushing across the blackboard, making Sfiss scalp tingle for a while.
"I'm just a poor guy being used."
"I do not know either!"
Before Sfith could finish his words, his left hand burst open just like his right hand before.
"I don't want to hear that, you know that!"
"Of course you are a pawn. What I am asking is who is the person behind you?"
'Cracked Bone' asked in a deep voice.
"have no idea!"
"He has been covered all the time, and I have sent people to follow him, but every time the people who follow him will never return, and the warning from the other party later made me choose to give up completely."
"After all, I'm just an ordinary person, and he is a superhuman!"
"Every time we met, he was the one who took the initiative to find me instead of me looking for him. Apart from leaving me a mobile phone for emergency contact, there was nothing left!"
"I swear!"
"What I said is real!"
Sfiss, who lost his hands, was half lying there, like a fish thrown ashore, trying to struggle, but unable to struggle, looking very pitiful.
If it were someone else, they would definitely feel sympathy for Sfith like this.
But 'crack bone' will not.
A notorious super criminal in Eikend, 'Splitter' is best known for his pleasure in torturing others.
Therefore, when Sfith's voice just fell, the bones of Sfith's feet also burst.
boom!
boom!
After two muffled bangs, it was Sfith's scream again.
This kind of sound is definitely not pleasant, but 'Cracked Bone' is like listening to a concert, not only indulging in it, but also dancing.
Ten seconds later, when Sfith's screaming voice was already hoarse, 'Cracked Bone' stopped.
"Where is the cell phone he left for you?"
'Cracked Bone' continued asking.
"It's there!"
Sfiss said weakly.
As soon as he turned his head, 'Cracked Bone' saw the broken cell phone.
Looking over those parts, 'Split Bone' snorted coldly.
"Useless trash."
boom!
Accompanied by this comment, there was another muffled explosion.
However, this time it was not the limbs, but the head of Sfiss.
Brains splattered everywhere.
'Cracked Bone' didn't mean to dodge at all, and let his brains splash all over his body.
Feeling the warmth through the clothes and the mask, 'Cracked Bone' hummed a little song enjoying himself, and walked towards the mobile phone parts.
Even though it broke, it doesn't mean it can't be repaired.
But just when 'Bone Crack' was about to bend over, suddenly, 'Bone Crack' rolled to the side.
A bullet almost grazed the 'cracked bone' and penetrated into the wall.
A man with a pistol and a double-barreled shotgun on his back, with a big felt hat covering his face, came out of the shadows.
"'The Hunter'?"
"You also want to intervene?!"
'Cracked Bone' stared at the person coming.
They are super criminals in the same city, and both sides have met and even fought against each other, so 'Split Bones' is very aware of each other's difficulties.
"Not only me, but that bastard 'Iron-jawed Crocodile' is also here."
"I don't want to fight that bastard, so can you give me those parts?"
'Hunter' shook the pistol in his hand, and his tone was very frivolous, but 'Bone Crack' sank in his heart.
The other party didn't want to meet the 'Iron-jawed Crocodile', and he didn't want to either.
In fact, in Aikend City, there are not many people who want to fight the original wrestler, the current super criminal, 'Iron-jawed Crocodile'.
This is true whether it is those superheroes who uphold justice or super criminals who act recklessly.
The other party is really too difficult to deal with.
Not only was he completely invulnerable, but he was also extremely powerful. In the opponent's first robbery, in order to stop the pursuers, the 'Iron-mouthed Crocodile' lifted a 3-ton truck into the air, and then swaggered away.
Countless people remember that scene clearly.
Ordinary people were shocked when they saw the truck that was blown away, and so were the superhumans.
You know, what 'Iron Jaw' is best at is not flying trucks, but... wrestling.
This kind of power, combined with wrestling skills, made "Iron-jawed Crocodile" considered to be the most dominant in Aikend City after "Death Knell", "Mr. Evil Spirit" and "Dragon of Venom" after that robbery powerful super criminal.
"Give it to you?"
"Do you think it's possible?"
'Crackbone' sneered.
"certainly!"
"I think that's the truth!"
The 'hunter' took off the double-barreled shotgun on his back.
The battle between the two sides is on the verge of breaking out.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of undisguised footsteps.
Step, step.
Footsteps were coming towards the office.
Those who didn't stay, pushed the door and walked in.
'Split Bone' and 'Hunter' looked at the door indifferently.
In their hearts, the person who pushed the door and entered was a dead person!
As super criminals, the two have nothing to worry about hurting innocent people.
However, when the two of them saw the figure in the crow feather cloak, they couldn't help but suffocate.
because…
In the other party's hand was a crocodile head.