The bald man's facial muscles and the scar were trembling, and he suddenly stared at Mao Sandao with great vigor.
This order was taken carelessly...
"My day, this turtle Lemen Niubi wow, Deng Guo, what can I do?"
The muscular man tugged at the corner of the bald man's clothes, panic began to appear on his face.
Previously, they had just used the power of the threesome to do robberies and steal things. If business had not been bleak recently, several of them would have been so poor that they would have been without pants, and the employer happened to be more generous to solve the immediate problem of food and clothing. The problem, he thought, was that they would never accept this kind of business.
But I never thought that the first time I took over this kind of murderous business, I would already get off to a bad start, and it would be over as soon as it started.
"What's going on, what's going on? Just ask me, how do I know?"
Looking at the man with a strong physique beside him, the bald man looked extremely unpleasant no matter what angle he looked at. He was so angry that he slapped the strong man on the head again.
"Let's go together. I don't believe he can beat the three of us. Let's fight quickly!" The tall and thin man got up from the ground and slowly approached Mao Sandao.
The bald man thought for a while and slowly walked towards Mao Sandao. He felt that what the tall and thin man said was reasonable. After all, it was an unchanging truth that one punch could not defeat four hands.
Mao Sandao's whole body was tense and he could only hold the knife tightly in his hand, not daring to be careless.
The muscular man hesitated for a moment and nervously put his hand into his clothes, preparing to take out the spring knife that he had never dared to take out.
The tall, thin man punched Mao Sandao in the face, while the bald man stabbed Mao Sandao in the abdomen with a knife.
The two cooperated with each other and vowed to kill Mao Sandao.
However, just when the knife was about to hit Mao Sandao, the bald man saw Mao Sandao ducking. Before he could figure out the situation, the blade in his hand had been taken away.
Then, his partner, the tall and thin man, was also pushed to the ground by Mao Sandao, and the stolen knife was already pressed against the tall and thin man's neck.
The bald man was petrified on the spot and did not dare to step forward again. The speed of Mao Sandao made him speechless.
Bang!
The knife in the strong man's hand also fell to the ground with a sound, and he was stunned as if he was in a daze.
After just a little effort, all the swords of the companions were taken away, and they couldn't even see how they were taken away. Think about it, even if you add yourself, the result will be the same.
"Back off!" Mao Sandao firmly pressed the tall and thin man so that he couldn't move. "Do you believe I made a cut on his neck?"
He knew very well that when facing many people, he only needed to control one person, and others would not dare to act rashly.
Sure enough, the bald man and the muscular man were so frightened that they could only stare at Mao Sandao angrily.
"Young man, I... I'm warning you, don't be too arrogant. A gentleman speaks with words but doesn't do things with words. If you have something to say, say it well.
Impulse is the devil, and swords and guns have no eyesight. You must have a good sense of proportion. Don't do stupid things, otherwise it will be too late to regret. "
The bald man pointed at the knife in Mao Sandao's hand. He had no choice but to talk about the truth, and hoped that Mao Sandao could fully consider these principles.
"Yeah!" The muscular man nodded like garlic, agreeing very much with what the bald man said.
Hearing what the bald man said, Mao Sandao was angry and at the same time felt a little...ridiculous.
What the bald man did was like a murderous maniac trying to persuade people to be kind and to have great love in their hearts.
That's no shame at all!
"Just because you three act like dogs, you still want to imitate others in killing people?" Mao Sandao glanced at the tall man and the muscular man with disdain, then stared at the tall and thin man being held down with disdain, and then moved aside He took a big bite and said, "Bah! I'm so ashamed for you!"
These three people were fierce and stylish, but in his eyes, they were just decorations.
"Come on, I don't believe he can kill me!"
The tall and thin man who couldn't move struggled to stand up and looked at the other two companions with his peripheral vision.
"Try it!"
The knife in Mao Sandao's hand was a little closer to the man's neck. It was obvious that the skin had been scratched and a trace of blood seeped out.
The two of them stood still, and Mao Sandao knew clearly that they were worried or scared.
Of course, except for the man being controlled.
"Tell me, who asked you to come?" Mao Sandao shouted loudly.
"We can't say this. If we say it, it will appear that we are too unauthentic." The bald man explained.
"You are really shameless, and you still position yourself so noble at this time! Don't tell me, right? Then don't regret it!"
With that said, Mao Sandao was about to stab the tall and thin man in the throat with a knife.
Of course, he was just showing off.
He just wanted to take advantage of their fears and reveal who was behind it.
Although several men did want to kill him, they were instigated by others after all, and Mao Sandao couldn't do it to hurt people's lives for no reason.
As expected, the bald man finally couldn't hold it anymore. Seeing Mao Sandao preparing to kill him, he raised his hand: "Wait, I said, it's..."
"I'd better say it myself, Pindao!"
At this time, a man walked out of the abandoned factory behind Mao Sandao. The man was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a fly whisk and carrying a bag on his shoulder. He looked like a capable person.
The voice was so familiar. Turning his head, Mao Sandao was stunned: "Lian...Lianfeng?"
Mao Sandao's hand relaxed a little, and the tall and thin man took the opportunity to push Mao Sandao away, quickly got up from the ground and stepped aside.
Mao Sandao was indeed surprised when he saw Lianfeng. Suddenly he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression trembled: "Did you kill me?"
The wind behind the curtain shook the dust: "Donor, you are fine."
Mao Sandao was too lazy to talk nonsense to Lianfeng, gritted his teeth and asked, "Why do you want to kill me?"
Lianfeng smiled slightly: "Only the donor knows about Pindao, so the donor must die."
"Interesting." Mao Sandao straightened his back and shrugged, "It seems that I underestimated you. I should have thought a long time ago that you will not let me go, and there is nothing you can't do!"
"It's not too late to know now." Lianfeng lowered his head slightly and smiled.
"What about them?" Mao Sandao pointed at the three villains present, "Aren't you afraid that they will know?"
"Them?" Lianfeng shook his head, disapprovingly, "They only care about money. For people who only care about money, other things will naturally not be of much interest."
Immediately, he turned to look at the bald man and asked, "Excuse me, donor, is what I said... correct?"
The bald man nodded slowly, while the muscular man beside him nodded vigorously.
"So, only when the benefactor dies can Pindao be the head of Zaoge Sect with peace of mind and sleep soundly."
What Lianfeng showed at this time was as if he had a winning chance.
It seemed that Mao Sandao would not be able to escape today.
"You mean it's just them?" Mao Sandao glanced at the three men in front of him with disdain.
"There is a saying that money can make things work. If you have money, things will come true." Lianfeng took off the bag on his shoulder and said calmly, "As long as the money is in place, I believe that they can do it."
With that said, Lianfeng opened the zipper of the package and opened a crack, and the banknotes inside could be vaguely seen.
Lianfeng held up the bag and waved it in front of the three bald men: "Kill him, these are all yours."
But in the end, he overestimated the three bald men. Although the temptation of money was indeed great, he was still somewhat hesitant in the face of such a powerful opponent as Mao Sandao.
"Try it!"
Mao Sandao's face was filled with coldness, and his sharp, razor-sharp eyes glanced at the three of them. The knife in his hand was like several feet of ice piercing into the souls of the three of them.
The three people who were already feeling guilty now did not dare to act rashly, and they all stood still like old trees.
"Isn't money tempting enough for you? Why are you standing there, kill!" Lianfeng seemed to have lost his patience, and even his tone began to become quite unkind.
The tall and thin man glanced at Mao Sandao, then at Liangfeng, and finally locked his gaze on the bald man.
Their eyes met, and the tall and thin man nodded slightly towards the bald man.
The bald man hesitated, obviously not understanding what the tall, thin man meant by his sudden nod.
After a moment, he seemed to understand something and quickly ran behind Lianfeng and hugged him tightly.
