Chapter 70 The only one who can deal with perverts is another pervert (two in one, please read it)

The most troublesome thing about cleaning up blood stains is the blood splattered on the original wooden floor.

Because the blood will soak into the wooden board, it will be difficult to clean it no matter how you clean it, unless you directly purify everything with flames.

Dean could tell at a glance that the wooden boards in the room in front of him had been washed repeatedly recently, but the residual blood stains were too large and had been exposed to the air for too long, forming unique dark brown marks.

No nonsense.

Dean kicked the young man in front of him on the leg joint.

Accompanied by a crackling sound.

One leg of the young man was twisted and bent in the opposite direction, and he knelt on the ground with a look of confusion on his face. However, his head was pulled by Dean's hair, causing a large bunch of bloody hair to be pulled out.

Another kick.

The young man's other intact leg, the lower leg, also tilted upward, forming an inverted U shape, which made people's scalp numb just looking at it.

The person experiences intense pain shock beyond the boundaries.

For the first time, I was in a dazed state instead of directly feeling the pain.

A full three seconds passed.

The young man looked blankly at his crippled and deformed legs before letting out a miserable howl like a slaughtered pig.

"Shut up!" Dean grabbed his neck, took out a thin and short needle from the special buckle on his waist, and injected it into the young man's neck.

This is morphine injection, which can quickly relieve pain through injection.

This was originally a small preparation that Dean made to maintain a stable combat power after being injured, but now in order to interrogate and not attract Harry, he had to use one.

The mouth is blocked.

The severe pain cannot be vented.

The young man's nails were banging on the ground in pain, and the veins on his neck popped out. It took him several breaths to calm down again.

He looked at Dean in horror, as if he was seeing the devil himself.

"This is the price you pay for lying to me again. Tell me what happened here! If you answer quickly, you might not need to use a wheelchair for the rest of your life."

"I say! They are dead!"

The young man looked at his twisted legs and said with a trembling voice:

"That little bitch seduced me!

She said that her brother raped her and followed her mother to kill their father and prepare to escape with millions of dollars in knives.

She didn't want to follow these two devils, so she begged me to kill her brother and mother together.

She promised me that if she killed her brother and mother, she would live a stable life with me with money.

I couldn't resist the temptation, so I drugged her brother and mother.

That bitch killed them with her own hands!

Then we decomposed the body here."

"What an interesting truth." Dean whistled: "Where is the body?"

"I burned the bones to ashes, and I took the meat back to feed the dogs." In order to save his legs in time, the young man continued without waiting for Dean to ask: "After that, I sent her to the city, and she told

I, if someone comes to investigate, I will give them wrong information and make people think that the bitch’s brother and mother fled to Mexico alone!”

Not a bad plan.

Unfortunately, Dean came too quickly. He was sure that the young man was lying just by looking at the signs of the vehicle stopping. He also recognized the strangeness of the room at a glance and took cruel action without asking.

"Are you sure you didn't lie to me this time?"

"I swear, I didn't!", the young man's voice was already crying!

"Very good!" Dean smiled gently and stroked the young man's head: "I'm very satisfied with your cooperation. You won't have to use a wheelchair in the future!"

Just when the young man breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Dean would call an ambulance for him.

There was a click.

The young man stared blankly at the sudden change of vision in front of him.

Why did this bed suddenly come in front of me from behind?

next moment.

His mind fell into darkness.

Dean made sure that the other party was dead, then threw the body with the broken neck on the wooden board and stood up slowly.

He didn't lie to the other party.

If you die, you won't have to sit in a wheelchair.

The other party is so proficient in the dismemberment business, how could this be the first time he committed a crime?

For this kind of person.

Dean wasted no time in dragging him to the police station.

outside the house.

Harry held the pistol and waited with boredom.

Dean hadn't been in the hotel for long, and there wasn't any big noise coming from the hotel, so he wasn't very worried.

Now, he has a kind of mysterious confidence in Dean.

Sudden.

There was black smoke coming from the direction of the hotel.

"FK."

Harry cursed secretly, picked up the pistol, and touched it.

Not close yet.

Dean had walked out of the hotel with a calm expression.

"Dean, here." Harry pointed to the smoking cabin hotel: "Don't tell me, there's a barbecue party going on inside."

"Almost." Dean pointed to the surrounding plants: "Harry, guess why the plants here are much lusher than those around them?"

He briefly searched the hotel, and finally found a lot of broken jewelry and watches with blood in a utility room, some with Mexican writing on them.

Dean guessed that there were more than ten stowaways who came full of joy, but were deceived by the immature face of the young man in the hotel, and finally got their wish and slept on this land.

I just don't know why.

After he killed the young man, there was no movement from the detective panel this time.

"Plants?" Harry thought of something, his face turned pale, and he covered his forehead in pain: "FK, Dean, I suddenly found that Los Angeles is much more beautiful than I imagined."

"If you knew what Marina did, maybe you would be more disappointed with human nature." Dean shook his head, took out his cell phone, and dialed Marago's number.

Need to clean up here.

Marina will also have to bear the price of deceiving him!

The old wooden door was pushed open.

Under the dim light of the corridor.

A dark shadow stood at the door.

The shadow extended from the ground, completely covering Marina who was huddled in the corner.

The black shadow looked at the ceiling full of stains and scars above his head, twisted his neck, and made a series of creaking and bone friction sounds, which gave people a feeling of oppression far beyond the environment here.

"I hate it when people lie to me!"

"Marina!"

"You make me very disappointed!"

The black shadow is clearly Dean who returned to the branch.

Marina wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but was stopped by the people arranged by Malago. Finally, at Dean's request, she was imprisoned in this ancient place.

Dean is feeling very unhappy now.

In his previous life, the slightest intelligence error might lead to mission failure.

Failure means death!

So in Dean's world.

Deception is equal to death!

Marina violated his bottom line one after another!

The trembling figure stopped pretending to be meaningless.
To be continued...