Chapter 113 The hungry tiger comes out of the cage

"Ah~~~~~"

Ma Jiu's heart-rending screams echoed, and the bloody scene at Guan Erye's feet made everyone present shudder.

Di Luo, who had raised the knife in his hand, raised his wrist slightly, put away the machete, and suddenly threw the blood beads on the blade into the air. The blood beads spattered on the expensive carpet, and then quickly

Spreads quickly like splashing ink.

A palm fell on the carpet. The fingers were slightly bent and soon lost their blood color. The scarlet pink flesh and the stark white bones were exposed in the air.

"Brother Luo, I was wrong...please spare me...please!" Ma Jiu's face was filled with tears and bubbling snot. His trembling voice and the heartbreaking pain in his wrists made him want to die immediately, but he couldn't.

He still wants to live.

In essence, he is a cowardly person who is afraid of death. When death waves to him, he suddenly wakes up.

But the serious Prince of Hell was standing in front of him and crossed out his life from the roster with his own hands.

Di Luo picked up a cigarette that was handed to him with his blood-stained hands, lit it happily, and took a long breath of smoke. He lowered his head and kicked Ma Jiu's chopped off palm away, flipped the machete in his hand, and watched the cold light splash around.

When he stamped off Ma Jiu's palm just now, the blade caught the bone slightly and rolled over the edge of the knife. He chuckled and said: "Jiu Zai, I was wrong, your bones are still quite hard!"

"Brother Luo, I really realized my mistake. Can you please let me live? I have followed you for so long. Even if I have no credit, I still have hard work. My brothers are all here. They all know what I have done for you. I have already

I've lost a hand, there's no need to kill me, Brother Luo!" Ma Jiu didn't know where he got the strength to pull away from Wu Shihao, put one hand on the ground, and crawled to Di Luo's feet.

He rubbed his cheek against Di Luo's bloody leather shoes and begged, "Can you let me live? Luo Geqian is the most loyal person. Brothers and sisters all know that you will let me go, right?"

Her big teardrops were filled with regret and pleading, and the tears were mixed with the blood on her leather shoes...

In the crowd, Sister Bonnie turned away as if she couldn't bear it, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. They said that love grows over time. No matter what, she and Ma Jiu still have a lot of feelings, but there is no turning back.

, both people made different decisions.

They have to bear the consequences of their decisions.

The rest of the core members looked at each other in shock and did not dare to say anything. They had not actually had a few encounters with Di Luo. They mostly followed the orders of Brother Qiang, Brother Hao, and Brother Cai above them.

After all, at their level, Brother Luo is not something they can just see if they want.

If you go up to plead for Ma Jiu at this time, aren't you looking for trouble?

At the same time, they had a deeper and more intuitive feeling about Dilo's methods and cruelty.

"Let you go?" Di Luo knelt down, slapped Ma Jiu on the face with the back of his knife, and said with a smile: "Jiuzai, when you said this, did you think twice? You have been with me the longest.

, who have you seen me let go? Besides, the whole of Xiangjiang knows that I, Di Luo, have always said that I will cut off your hands and feet, Shen Gonghai, and I will definitely do it!!!"

"Otherwise, what will my brothers and outsiders think of me? Should I, a big boss, still do this?"

"Fuck!" he yelled. Di Luo was caught off guard and swung his machete again, slashing Ma Jiu's remaining right hand.

Whoosh!

This knife's landing position was a bit biased, and it did not hit his wrist accurately. Instead, it hit Ma Jiu's five fingers. Because the blade was slightly curled, the joints of several fingers and the skin were stuck together, and they were not completely damaged.

separation.

Ma Jiu raised his hand in pain and shook it wildly. He kept roaring and roaring. His gradually hoarse cries made everyone palpitate. His mutilated fingers with bones attached were shaking in the air in a deformed manner, as if they would be thrown to the ground at any time.

Blood spreads everywhere along the twisting arc.

After taking two puffs of his cigarette, Di Luo pointed to the wooden chair next to him with a fierce look, "Yan Da, bring the chair over and put your Ninth Brother's legs on it for me!!!"

Yan Zhanzhan nodded timidly, not daring to say more, and stepped forward to quickly move the chair to the open space.

After calling their younger brother Yan Xiao, the two brothers lifted his legs upside down onto the chair regardless of Ma Jiu's struggle, and used their strength to stabilize the struggling Ma Jiu.

At this time, Ma Jiu's head fell to the ground, and his legs were forced to rest on the seat of the chair.

Di Luo took two steps forward, raised his machete and paused in the air, then sighed: "Jiuzai, don't be afraid, my eldest brother will personally send you on your way. In the next life, we will still be brothers, and my eldest brother will not hate you because of this little thing."

It’s for a lifetime, so let’s do it for the next life!”

The eyes are full of sadness...

As Ma Jiu's pupils continued to shrink, Di Luo swung the butcher knife fiercely and broke two of Ma Jiu's hamstrings.

The blood spurted out all over Yan's face, and the warm stench made the two of them nauseous. They covered their mouths and ran to the side, bent down and vomited. The scene just now gave them a great psychological shock.

The other people present were nowhere to be found.

His brows wrinkled in discomfort, and at the same time he looked at Di Luo with even more frightened eyes.

Di Luo shook off the blood on the blade and used the tip of the knife to pick Sister Bonnie, who couldn't bear to look at her in the crowd. "Bonnie, do it. As a big brother, I still can't bear it in the end. After all, nine

He is my dearest relative, friend, and brother, and I cannot do anything to him!"

"You all know that I am too soft-hearted!"

Sister Bonnie looked stunned and froze in place. She didn't know whether she was shocked by Di Luo's shamelessness or because she didn't want to kill the man she had enjoyed every night.

Until his biological brother He Dingliang secretly poked her: "Sister, sister, Brother Luo is calling you!"

Bonnie suddenly came back to his senses, took out a box of women's cigarettes from his bra, lit one elegantly and a little panicked, took two strong puffs, and calmed down. Dillo didn't rush him, probably Bonnie was.

Are you as soft-hearted as yourself?

Taking two deep breaths, Sister Bonnie stepped on high heels and walked to Di Luo with a normal expression. She took the knife handed to her and looked at the half-dead Ma Jiu with some pity and unbearability: "I warned you, but you didn't listen.

I advise you... don't let me go, Ninth Brother, after you die... I will keep you safe for three days... which can be regarded as a memorial to you..."

The corners of the mouths of the members present twitched and they stayed in seclusion for three days?

Damn it, is there any difference between this and you sleeping with another man tonight?

Ma Jiu opened his mouth and uttered a few indistinct words. His mouth was filled with blood. The pain of broken limbs made him exhausted. Perhaps for him now, death is more like a kind of relief.

At least, there is no living king of hell like Di Luo in heaven or hell.

Sister Bonnie's eyes turned red unknowingly. She closed her eyes, and two strings of tears fell from the corners of her eyes, dampening her heavy makeup.

She understood Ma Jiu's vague words. He wanted to have a good time!

Locating the position of the heart, Bonnie gritted her teeth and stabbed it in with a tearful knife. Suddenly, a heavy breathing sounded in her ears, and the warm breath made her tremble all over.

A pair of big devil-like hands grasped her right hand holding the knife.

The devil's palm continued to release pressure, twisting it left and right, and then pushed the blade forward fiercely.

Ma Jiu opened his mouth, blood bubbles overflowing from his mouth, and his heart was stabbed to the core. His heart was minced by the rolled blade.

Be careful to be led out.

Dillo took the knife and shook off the shattered organs and blood in mid-air, forming a graceful arc in the air and throwing it on many people's faces.

Many people felt the blood on their cheeks and dared not look into Di Luo's eyes, as if the whole world was blood red, and the cruel methods cast a layer of haze and shadow in their hearts.

Make them more afraid.

"Huh... Jiuzai, you've done your own thing and you're going to die! Big brother is doing it for your own good. Otherwise, when you fall into the hands of people from Country Y, your fate will be 10,000 times worse than this... Dead, it's better than you being a walking corpse."

It may be much stronger..." Di Luo murmured softly, throwing the machete on the ground, grabbing the silk curtain by the window and wiping the sticky blood on his hands.

Afterwards, he lit another Marlboro cigarette and stared at the brothers beside him calmly, without being angry or intimidating.

None of the key members of the Cai Temple dared to breathe.

"Have you seen it?? This is what happens if you get involved in the flour business! If anyone gets involved in the flour business, even Mr. Guan can't protect him, I'm telling you!" Di Luo chewed his cigarette and said coldly, his authority was established.

, it looks like the effect is pretty good.

He turned around and came to the golden statue of Second Master Guan, clasping his hands with blood stains on them: "I'm sorry, Second Master, clean up the door, clean up the door, don't mind!"

After everyone was in fear for a while, Di Luo turned around and ordered: "Bonnie, I will find someone to change all the curtains and carpets in the office for me later, and throw away all the ones that have seen blood. You know

My, I hate bad luck..."

"Check, go and drag Jiuzai's body away. Remember, Shen Gonghai! If you say you want him to sink into the sea, you must sink him into the sea, even if he is cremated!"

Chachai and Bonnie each nodded to express their understanding.

"Now, let me ask you, is there anyone who is cheating on me and the club?" Di Luo sat on the office chair, crossed his legs, and asked calmly: "Stand up now,

I will give you a chance to change your ways. If you miss this opportunity, I can guarantee that that person will end up in a much worse fate than your Ninth Brother!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present shook their heads like rattles, and some were even racking their brains to think back, fearing that there was a stupid Ma Zai under his command who would gain fans in Di Luo's territory.

But, luckily not!

Many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, fortunately!

…

Soon, this meeting ended.

Everyone present fled in panic like a tide. Some young people who had thought about expressing themselves on the way here had no such idea at this moment. Instead, they just wanted to escape from the low-pressure office as soon as possible.

…

Di Luo was also about to leave the office. After all, the smell of blood and gore on the ground always smelled a bit unlucky, didn't it?

What's more, it's rare for a stupid person to be sensible, so he thoughtfully helped him find two foreign girls to go to get rid of his bad luck. He heard that they were young girls, so he planned to try out the tightness.
To be continued...