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Just when the gigolo was shouting until his mouth went dry, Scarface finally appeared.
Opening the door, the scarred, twisted and vomiting face finally appeared in front of the gigolo.
When he saw the gigolo, he didn't say anything. He raised his leg and kicked the gigolo hard.
The narrow space of the confinement room was not conducive to dodge, and the gigolo did not dodge.
The dancer kicked hard on the lower abdomen. The dancer took three steps back, and his back hit the wall hard, making a banging sound.
Her throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushes out of her throat, overflowing from the corner of her mouth.
The gigolo grinned, his teeth all stained red with blood.
"Scarface, why did you hit me? You should have asked the orc what happened. Why are you still locking me in the solitary room? I don't accept it!" the gigolo said with a grin.
"Why should I hit you? Do I need a reason to hit you? Not to mention beating you, what will happen even if I kill you now?" Scarface said coldly, leaning close to the gigolo, viciously Said: "I just see you unhappy, is this reason enough? Even if I kill you now, no one will do anything to me? Do you believe it?"
The gigolo took two steps back, lowered his head, and grinned ferociously.
"Kill me? Then kill me now! Hahaha! I believe no one can do anything to you!"
After finishing speaking, the dancer raised his neck, moved slightly and made a clicking sound, and then said: "Scarface, do you know you made a mistake? You should not have walked into the confinement room, let alone Say so much to me, otherwise you still have a chance to kill me, but... you have no chance now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dancer's feet suddenly kicked back on the wall of the confinement room, and with the help of the force of the counter-shock, he rushed towards the scarred face in front of him.
Scarface didn't even realize that the gigolo dared to attack him.
The narrow space of the confinement room made it impossible to dodge to both sides. He could only retreat quickly and quickly draw the pistol from his waist.
But with the two of them so close, how could the gigolo give him the chance to pull out his gun
His body violently threw Scarface to the ground, his left hand grasped the back of his gun-holding wrist, and his right hand punched Scarface's soft flesh.
On the ribs.
Scarface snorted in pain, but remained calm in the face of danger. He raised his knees and pressed hard against the dancer's abdomen.
The gigolo also felt severe pain, but he knew that Scarface had murderous intentions towards him. When he walked into the solitary room, there was murderous intent in his eyes.
So you can't use any retreat now, otherwise you will die. The only person who can save you now is Beveridge, the leader of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group.
Ignoring the heartbreaking pain in his lower abdomen, the dancer tilted his head back, exerted all his strength, and hit Scarface's nose hard with his hard forehead.
With a crisp sound, the bridge of Scarface's nose was directly broken, and two lines of nosebleeds spurted out, splattering on the dancer's forehead.
Scarface felt only severe pain and uncontrollable soreness, and tears and snot mixed with blood flowed out at the same time.
Taking advantage of the moment when he briefly lost the ability to resist, the gigolo turned his waist, blocked the scarred face in front of him, and hid himself under him.
At the same time, he snatched the pistol from Scarface's hand and put it on Scarface's forehead.
It happened too suddenly, and it was over in a blink of an eye.
By the time the guards outside the solitary room reacted, it was too late. Both guards were holding automatic rifles, pointing their guns at the gigolo, and roared: "Let go of Chief Scarface immediately, or we will shoot immediately!"
"Fuck you!" the gigolo cursed unceremoniously.
One hand tightly strangled Scarface's neck, and the other hand held the snatched pistol and pressed it against Scarface's temple, dragging him to get up from the ground, and sneered: "You guys think I'm stupid? Really? If I let Scarface go now, why don’t you beat me into a sieve?”
Scarface also woke up from the severe pain at this time, but his neck was strangled and it was difficult to breathe. His voice, which was originally like cracking metal wires, was even more unpleasant: "What do you want?"
"Why the hell are you asking me what I want now?" The gigolo excitedly poked Scarface's temple with the muzzle of his gun, and roared: "I want to know what Scarface wants?"
"Obviously it was the orc who violated discipline, and he was the one who made the first move in the dormitory. Why did you put me in a solitary room because you think I'm easy to bully?"
"After you come in, don't think I'm stupid. I can see that you have murderous intentions. You want to kill me."
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"Speak? Scarface, what the hell do you want to do?" The gigolo looked as if he was in a daze at this moment. He made this expression deliberately. Only in this way could he match his current mood without revealing any flaws.
Although Scarface wants to kill him now, Scarface is not the boss of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group after all. Only by meeting Beveridge can he decide his life or death.
The gigolo didn't expect things to get to such an extent, but now that it has happened, he must find a way to survive. At this moment, kidnapping Scarface to see Beveridge is the only way to survive.
"Let me go first! I promise not to kill you, and I can tell you whatever you want." Scarface said with difficulty.
"Get out of here. Do you think I, a three-year-old kid, will believe your lies?" The gigolo didn't believe him at all. His assurance was that a dog can't even fart.
He stabbed Scarface's temple with the muzzle of his gun, and said viciously: "I won't believe you now even if you say anything! I want to see the leader now!"
As he said that, he turned his eyes to the two guards who were pointing their guns at him, and said coldly: "You all stay away from me, or else be careful of Scarface's blood jumping on your faces."
Scarface also signaled the two guards to step back. Now this guy is crazy. It is impossible to imagine with common sense. If he is really angered, he will probably pull the trigger and die with him. He doesn't want to die.
"Okay! Let's go see the leader."
The gigolo held Scarface hostage and swaggered through the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group's station, heading towards Beveridge's house.
The mercenaries who saw such a situation along the way were extremely shocked, and then secretly sneered in their hearts.
When they first joined the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, they were all tortured by Scarface. Now that I see Scarface being held hostage by the gigolo, I can only feel gloating, wishing that the gigolo would shoot Scarface's head directly.
Beveridge had received the report, and his face was extremely ugly. He was sitting on the chair, his face so gloomy that it seemed like he could drip water.
The gigolo walked in with Scarface hostage, and spoke first: "Captain Beveridge, I don't want to see you like this, but I can't help it. I think I didn't do anything wrong, but Scarface wants to If you want to kill me, I don’t want to die yet, so I have no choice but to do this.”