Heavy rain has completely shrouded Mexico City, turning it into mud like the underground world of the entire city.
The sound of rain completely covered up the sound of people drinking and chatting outside, which made Goshawk, who was hiding in the cramped room, frown.
He assessed the injuries on his body again. If he had a car, he might be able to escape. Since this is a car repair shop, there is definitely no shortage of cars. But with the current physical condition, can we get a car? I'm afraid it's unlikely.
His frown relaxed as the footsteps approached, and he immediately curled up and lay on the ground, pretending that he still hadn't woken up from his coma.
At this time, the man who was checking the situation had already reached the door.
After the sound of rattling iron chains was heard, the iron door was opened from the outside, and a man holding a flashlight walked in.
The strong light shone on the fallen goshawk, but there was no reaction.
"... &!..." The man muttered a series of words, and kicked the goshawk with his feet. There was still no response, so he squatted down and wanted to check the situation. After all, Irnie's order could not be allowed. This guy is dead!
Just when his body was close to the goshawk, the goshawk, which had been unresponsive and looked like a dead body, suddenly started to move.
The two fingers were like two steel cones piercing into the opponent's eyes. The other hand covered the opponent's mouth from behind, and his legs were wrapped around the opponent's body to prevent the opponent from struggling excessively.
The man's eyes were poked into two dark, bloody holes, which became even more horrifying under the strong light of the flashlight.
He took out his two hands, which were stained red with blood, and turned to fists to hit the opponent's throat hard.
His body was seriously injured and he was already weak. Coupled with the strength of the man's crazy twisting under the severe pain of his shattered eyeball, he almost didn't allow the other party to break free.
Goshawk couldn't care so much anymore, and punched the opponent's neck crazily.
He knew that he didn't have much time, and people outside would soon notice something was wrong and come over to check. Before that, he had to kill this person.
I don’t know how many punches were thrown, ten punches? Or twenty punches
Goshawk didn't know, but after knowing that the man in his arms stopped struggling, he immediately started rummaging in his pockets.
Finally I found a mobile phone and quickly pressed Zhang Feng's number, but instead of dialing, I yelled at the top of my lungs.
The roar was loud enough to alert people outside.
Sure enough, there was a burst of messy footsteps, and people from outside rushed in with guns in hand. They saw Goshawk's hand holding the mobile phone and pressing the green dial button.
The person who rushed in, no matter what, flew up and kicked Goshawk directly in the face, and then came over to snatch the mobile phone in his hand.
But the goshawk curled up and protected it, refusing to let go.
Zhang Feng's voice came from the receiver of the phone: "Hello..."
At this moment, two men grabbed Goshawk's hands, broke his fingers, snatched the phone away, and immediately hung up the phone.
With their fingers connected to their hearts, the goshawk screamed in pain. The sweat and blood dripping from the face due to the severe pain were mixed together, and the original appearance of the face could no longer be seen.
At this time, the man who rushed in saw a body lying on the ground.
Three or four flashlights passed by, and everyone who saw them couldn't help but gasp.
On the bloody face, where the eyes originally belonged, had been replaced by two black holes. The right eyeball was not broken, but was gouged out, hanging on the cheek by a white band.
The most terrifying thing is that his entire head has been completely turned to the back, which means that the body is lying on the ground at the moment, but his face is facing everyone. It can be clearly seen that his neck has been completely broken, and there are even bones sticking out of the flesh.
In fact, Goshawk's three punches shattered the opponent's throat, which was enough to be fatal. However, due to panic and wanting to be on the safe side, it was the punches that hit him all at once that caused such consequences.
Upon seeing this, someone immediately picked up a gun and put the muzzle of the gun on Goshawk's head.
Before he could pull the trigger, he was pushed away by someone on the side.
“&…”
"&&"
The two people had a chattering chatter. Goshawk didn't know what they were talking about, but judging from their tone and attitude, they must have been arguing.
The result of the final quarrel was that Goshawk was beaten again for a while, and the other party was obviously venting his anger.
When they were all done with their anger, they all left and locked the iron door from the outside. ,
Goshawk's left eye was swollen to the size of an egg, and he could not see anything at all. But even so, the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile, a miserable smile.
What he wanted to achieve was achieved!
He endured the severe pain and sat up against the wall. He grasped the broken fingers of his right hand with his left hand and broke them violently!
The finger was reset, but this way it was even more painful than when it was broken.
Goshawk's cheeks were constantly twitching, and sweat was pouring down. Because his teeth were biting hard with too much force, blood even oozed out from his gums because they couldn't bear it.
When a human life occurred, the person responsible for guarding naturally did not dare to hide it and immediately called Irne.
After telling the truth, Ilne, who was originally woken up by the phone call, was completely awakened and had no sleepiness at all.
"You said he killed one of your younger brothers with that kind of injury?"
"Yes, his eyes were poked out, and his neck was broken to death."
Irnie stood up from the bed and said in a deep voice: "Let me confirm one more question. Did he make a phone call?"
"When we rushed over, he had just been called. He was connected, but I hung up before he could speak."
Hearing this, Ilnie nodded, "It's okay if the two parties don't talk to each other. Keep an eye on me, kid. I don't know what these Asians do."
"Yes, boss."
After hanging up the phone, Irnie lit a cigar and slowly walked around the room. He always felt that this time Pedro had provoked people he shouldn't have provoked. As he said himself, these yellow-skinned people What do Asians do
Joule was robbed from his home without leaving any evidence. When he was interrogated, his mouth was as tough as a boiled duck, and he didn't even say a single word. The torture was done by himself, and he knew better than anyone the extent of the other party's injuries, but even with such injuries, he could still kill violently!
The more he thought about it, the more Ilnie felt that Pedro had provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked.
Thinking of this, I quickly walked to the landline and dialed a phone number...