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"It's not just a bed." Suo Zhongwu looked at the pimp coldly, his tone getting worse:

"And the Caesar oil in the lamp. Don't tell me, they got these things voluntarily."

"All gangs do this, boss, at least Harrisburg. Girls always want to run away, as do locals who volunteer to work. Last month, a girl abducted investment immigrants on the street of Ron Carliolo. They fled to New York together. It should be New York, not Maine."

At this point, the little thief's right hand began to tremble uncontrollably, his eyes drifted even more, and his words became vague:

"Actually, I want to run and leave this cursed hell place forever. The super city has at least a chance. It's good to let me divide the residue, but what is there? Debt, mess, killing, being killed, it's better Cockroaches have dignity. My mother died of alcohol, and my father didn't know who it was. As for me, I don't remember when I got the medicine.

If you want Caesar's oil, you have to get the goods from the sacred arrow and pay AW every day.When money is tight, they still have to worry about borrowing money. Interests are rising every month and never pay off.I tried many ways, boss, I killed people as they ordered, but the old debts were gone and the new debts came again. Not only could I get rid of this place, but I almost wiped my liver.Ha ha ha!"

"The person you killed." Suo Zhongwu captured the key information:

"It's also because of the offal sale?"

"Yes. Boss, you are really, ah, really smart. The rich don't want to die, and the artificial organs are not durable, so there are always rich people who mix in illegal transactions and spend a lot of money to replace themselves with young parts. The sliver can't be used for this. I can’t handle things all the time. Look at me, and they won’t give it to—"

Speaking of this, the little thief finally noticed Suo Zhongwu's stare.In order to suppress the addiction, he first violently rubbed his temples, and then aimed at his thighs and hammered twice. His face was deformed by the pain, but he did his best to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying:

"I'm the wrong boss, don't stare at me anymore... Speaking of the topic, that's the topic. I killed two people that day, one was the poor bug who sent the topping, and the other was his brother, who ran to the door It's reasonable. Ha, it's reasonable. When did AW make sense?"

"Are you capable of surgery?" Suo Zhongwu raised his chin and tried his best to keep his tone calm.He was already furious.But in order to gather information, he still resisted without resorting to a killer move:

"And do two at a time? Let's just say, what were picked at the time, and where did they go in the end?"

"Me? Surgery?" The little thief seemed to have heard the best joke in North America, "hehe" giggled:

"Boss, if I can become a doctor, Dingdong Wade can enter the White House RAP. No, I'm not that smart and can't afford to go to a good school, but the poor brother has a very good brain, and he has a scholarship to enter the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. Take it. But what's the use? The'steam hammer', the big guy downstairs, broke his spine with one knee, and then forced him to watch his brother being killed, leaving the body intact, and coming back with a broken stomach."

"His brother." Suo Zhongwu said softly:

"You shot it."

"Yes." The little thief looked at the stage blankly, drooling down the corners of his mouth."Boss, I shot the two black boys, and AW forced me to do it. What can I do? If I don't shoot, I will die. AW will find others to wash the floor again. What is the difference? I will do it. , At least the old debt can be paid off, and there is no need to worry about life in the next few months—"

"What have you done in the past few months?" Suo Zhongwu was too lazy to quarrel with the goods, and interrupted him unceremoniously:

"Quit addiction? Don't wash your hands? Find a chance to escape? Report to the DEA (Federal Drug Enforcement Administration)? The girls under control have the courage to resist, and they succeeded. You have hands and feet and you have a gun. Why do you even have a P? Don't let go, or continue to be a horseman for the corner head?"

"Boss, things are not that simple. You don't know how powerful AW is. I can't defy him. I dare not defy him. He has power. I have nothing. I have nothing."

"AW is dead,'Steam Hammer' is also dead, and the gang scum in this building is dead. Strength? If you don't try it, how do you know the strength?"

"Dead? Are they dead?" The skinny thief suddenly stared as if he was stabbed by a knife.

"Boss, I don't doubt you, but, but below this, aren't people humming all the time? Could it be that you used magical skills to make them...Uh, you can make them explode regularly ?"

"If this is your last word, it's too meaningless." Suo Zhongwu snapped his knuckles, and slowly forced him step by step:

"No one is innocent in this building. Only when you are cleaned can the smell smell better. You should go take a seat first, and the AW group will come to you immediately."

"Boss, Boss, Boss!" The little thief almost turned into a puddle of mud, and began to cry and howl on the window frame, his nose and tears instantly smearing his face:

"Oh my god. Oh my god! I'm just a small character, boss, I'm just a small character, even if we kill all of us, there will be other bad guys to make up, immediately. Boss, boss!"

The pimp's scream stopped abruptly, and his entire head turned 360 degrees, making a crisp and pleasant sound of bone fragmentation.Suo Zhongwu retracted his arm, feeling that a mine was blocked in his chest, and felt very depressed, because he actually understood that the skinny thieves were telling the truth: even if all the gangs in Harrisburg were killed, they would not be able to stop this small town. Continue to rot, and new gangs will soon emerge, slowly changing the days back to the past.

But he did not stop the killing.The steam hammer, AW, and the other four horses inside and outside the door were all screwed in the same way by him.What's going on in the future, think about it later.If sins are right in front of you and can be cleaned up with your fingers, why leave them alone?Things that are an eye-catcher, then can't stay.

Harrisburg on April 5th ushered in another bloody storm.The remaining eleven horses of the "Sacred Arrow" were all cut off within two hours. Everyone died in a different way, but they were buried in the nearest garbage dump.

The camera photographed eleven corpses without emotion, and uploaded them to the cloud server according to a preset program.A few bold public high school students even took selfies on the spot and posted the photos directly to social networking sites.

With so many murders, the Harrisburg police can no longer sit on the Diaoyutai.Although most of the staff were dealing with the bomber attacks, they still sent three patrol cars, blaring their sirens and rushing to the streets.