"Escape is impossible!"
In the room, that rough and turbid voice came over, with a deep sense of irony.
Mo Fan turned around and found that the man with the black face and tattoos was already standing in the yard at some point. Behind him were the boy with the black turban and the golden retriever brother.
As soon as the four people stood in the yard, there was an air of ill-will. It was obvious that they had no intention of living here peacefully from the beginning.
"You really value love and righteousness. Let me do the math... It has to be a kilometer or two from West Street to here. Is this how you crawled all the way back here holding your wound? Is it because you are too much? It’s amazing, but I was too gentle!” said the man in black turban.
"Run away quickly, they... they are from the Gangster Guild." Xia Bai said with all his strength.
Mo Fan glanced at Xia Bai, who was covered in blood, and then at the four members with evil faces, and he roughly understood the whole story.
"You idiot, go heal your wounds first. What are you doing here? What about the gangster guild? I have told you that we are very strong magicians. There are few people in this world who can rival us!!" Zhao Manyan squatted down and shouted angrily.
The blood was still flowing, and Xia Bai's eyes could hardly move.
Finally, when his eyes opened to the limit, his body fell directly to the support of the three people like a clamp without a fulcrum.
"Next time, do it more cleanly. I almost let him survive, idiot." The man with black face and tattoos cursed.
"I know, so what should we do with these three people?" the man in the black turban asked.
The man with the black face and tattoos took a few steps forward. He stared at Mo Fan and showed the same smile as before: "The salad you made tastes very good. For this reason, I will choose a comparison for you." Let's die in a comfortable way. For example, the three of you went out for a night swim and encountered cold and fierce waves and accidentally drowned."
"Believe me, you three, this is definitely the wisest choice. We in this business know very well that there is a big difference in the way you die!" said the man in the black turban.
Mo Fan didn't look at these people at all, his eyes always fell on Xia Bai.
There was a dagger stuck in Xia Bai's chest. It looked like a clumsy technique, but it could keep his blood flowing. The person who did this was naturally the guy with the black turban.
It's a pity. If I had come back a little earlier and could have heard the content of their conversation at Caoting, I would have known that they were going to kill Xia Bai tonight, which would have saved Xia Bai's life.
Everything was unpredictable, but what Mo Fan couldn't even imagine was that Xia Bai crawled all the way back here in order to prevent the three of them from being silenced...
He knew clearly that he would die, and knew that the place he wanted to climb to was where the murderer was. If he closed his eyes for a moment, he could imagine how difficult his journey was.
"You can escape on your own, really." Mo Fan said to Xia Bai, who had no signs of life.
It's a pity. If Xia Bai knew the strength of the three of them, or believed that the three of them were really here to kill giants and were indeed the top magicians in the world, he wouldn't have had to go through such torture.
This clumsy stabbing was actually fatal. Ordinary people could basically just lie on the ground and bleed to death. Xia Bai had a strong desire to survive, and if he crawled toward the city, there was absolutely hope for him to be rescued.
They chose this deserted wild road and climbed so far. The three of them and Xia Bai met by chance. From the beginning, they never thought that he was a good person. He was stabbed in the chest and did not die immediately. , can’t you just focus all your thoughts on how to save yourself?
"It will be fine if he can just hold on for a while longer. Although it is impossible to survive, at least he can know that the three of us will be fine." Mu Bai said in a low voice.
Xia Bai tried his best, including his own life, just to let the three of them escape, but at the last moment he died, he saw four people from the Gangster Guild walking out. He probably thought that Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, Mu Bai and the other three would also end up in the same fate as him. In fact, as long as he held on for a while longer, he could rest in peace.
"Hurry up and choose, don't waste our precious time." The man with black face and tattoos said.
"Tell you two things." Mo Fan stood up and turned to face the man with black face and tattoos.
"I'm very interested in hearing it," said the man with black face and tattoos.
"You ate three plates of fruit salad. The salad dressing was made with maggots from the stable. The taste should be really unique. I told you the recipe, but unfortunately you will never have the chance to eat it in the future." Mo Fan said to Black Face The tattooed man said.
The smile on the face of the man with black face and tattoos suddenly solidified. He looked back at the stable not far away. There were actually a few white maggots crawling on the dirt and feces outside the stable. This made the black face The muscles on the tattooed man's face began to twitch.
"It seems that you have no chance to choose the way to die. Let's talk about your second thing." The man with black face and tattoos said.
"The second thing is, I will choose a way to die for you. Why did you kill Xia Bai? I am too lazy to interrogate this matter from your mouth. Now I just want to watch you die." Mo Fan continued to Hei The man with the face tattoo said.
Choosing a way to die is something that can only be said when the power is absolutely crushing. If it weren't for the first thing Mo Fan said, the black-faced man with tattoos would have burst into laughter.
A few Asians working as busboys in a hotel actually said such things. Do they really think that there are high-level and super-level mages everywhere in this world?
"Boy, do you know who we are?" said the man with black face and tattoos.
"The Bad Guys Guild." Mo Fan said.
"We are the gangsters' guild, and we are not on the same level as those pirates, bandits, and human traffickers. I know you have a bit of magic in your body, but you didn't just learn a few basic skills to make fire. , watering vegetables, and building walls can be called a magician, real magic..." The black-faced tattooed man said, and suddenly something exploded next to him.
"Boom!!!!"
Halfway through the man with the black face and tattoos, a thick salad-like sauce was smeared on his body, except that it was all red.
The smell of blood was so strong that it made people sick. The man with black face and tattoos turned around, but his face was full of disbelief! !
The boy in the black turban, the boy in the black turban who was standing next to him just now, actually exploded! !
Broken sternum, shattered arms, crumbled head... The only ones that were slightly intact were a pair of legs that only reached the knees, but they were still dripping with blood!
died? ?
He died like that without any warning? ?
