In the vault, the twelve wealthy men and women who came here today to relax were now trembling with pale faces.
Especially when I saw the corpses lying on the street.
There is nothing wrong with them being bloodthirsty, and they are here to participate in and enjoy the killing feast. However, they are here to kill others, not to let others kill them.
The Albanian commander in the Seville area was named Conrad.
The full name was very long, and Baker did not remember it. Moreover, there was no need to remember the name of a dead person.
At this moment.
As the big boss of the Human Skin Inn, Conrad stared expressionlessly at Baker who suddenly appeared in his safe room and said solemnly: "Who are you?"
Baker looked over and the corners of his mouth curved: "Don't you recognize me?"
Conrad nodded honestly. Normally, he would not appear in this inn, but today is the monthly rich performance day. As the regional commander, Conrad will come to accompany him on this day. .
Baker chuckled: "You don't know me. If you send people to catch me, do you think I am stupid, or do you think you are stupid?"
"Young man, don't..."
"boom!"
"ah!"
"Shet!"
"God."
With an expressionless expression, Baker fired a bullet directly into Conrad's right thigh. Then he looked up at the wealthy men and women who were screaming outside and looked like dogs. Here, they were even worse than dogs and said coldly: " Whoever makes a sound in three seconds, I will kill."
The words fell.
The twelve rich men instantly chose to follow their hearts, and the six rich women even covered their mouths with both hands. During this period, they sobbed non-stop.
A bald rich man tried to use money to plead with Baker: "I have money, please let go..."
Baker fired directly: "Bang!"
The remaining eleven rich men were trembling all over and huddled in a corner, trembling as they watched the bald rich man throwing himself on the street with wide eyes.
Baker sneered, turned around, and blasted the bulletproof glass with three shots. The man tied to the chair with bruises and bruises was Bruce.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Baker's four shots directly shattered the restraints on Bruce's arms and legs, and said expressionlessly: "You have nothing to do here, get out!"
five minutes later.
Baker stared expressionlessly at Bruce who stumbled towards the outside, and then set his sights on the eleven rich people again.
Even if the person being tied up is a stranger, Baker will let him go.
Very simple.
Baker kills, but never indiscriminately.
As for whether these two people will run out?
Maybe.
If you drive faster and avoid the main roads and take smaller roads, you may still have a chance to reach a civilized city safely.
What?
Sending Buddha to the West?
Baker is not the Virgin, he is an assassin.
The next second.
"I want to ask you a favor."
The corners of Baker's mouth curved up slightly, and he smiled at the eleven rich people: "Do you want to leave?"
The eleven rich men nodded wildly, looking like chickens pecking at rice.
Baker smiled and said, "Let's go then."
The eleven rich people were slightly startled when they heard this. Then, a wretched middle-aged man stood up and ran frantically towards the outside of the vault.
but!
Bang.
The wretched middle-aged man had one foot outside, one foot inside, and stopped there.
"Ladies first, have you forgotten the most basic gentlemanly courtesy?" Baker said expressionlessly, then looked back at the remaining eight men, two women and ten rich men and said: "Remember the rules, I don't like killing people. "
The ten rich men looked at each other.
Finally, the eyes of the eight men fell on the two women. There is no doubt that they mean, you go first.
The two rich women shook their heads wildly.
This man is a murderer. Who knows if he is sincere. If they just get up and this man finds some other reason, wouldn't it be bad luck?
Don't leave.
Baker smiled and said, "I count to three seconds. If you don't leave, then don't leave."
After the words fell, the eight men became anxious. When one of them opened his mouth, he heard a burst of bird chirping towards the two women.
"boom!"
"Shut up, don't you remember what I said?"
"..."
Baker looked at the remaining nine, including two successful people who peed their pants, and smiled coldly.
Conrad, who was lying on the ground holding his thigh, gritted his teeth: "You..."
"boom!"
"ah!"
Baker sent a gift to Conrad's other thigh and said expressionlessly: "Why are you talking in a hurry? Your group of younger brothers are still on the way. It's not time to talk to you now. Don’t you think those little brothers of yours will come to save you?”
Conrad's two hands are no longer enough. He can't hold down one side with one hand. Not to mention whether the shape is good or not, there is only one final result of pressing his legs with both hands, and that is that both sides will lose blood like opening a floodgate to drain water. Too many to die for.
Seeing this, Baker shook his head, walked into the display room, found a red-hot electric iron that was charging, and walked out.
Conrad's eyes narrowed.
Baker smiled and said, "If you want, three seconds."
Conrad stared at the condescending Baker with a cannibalistic gaze. He was a devil, a devil.
Thinking about returning.
Who is willing to die if there is hope of living?
Conrad threw a harsh word at Baker that you will die miserably, and then he closed his eyes and opened his thighs on both sides as if accepting his fate.
The next second.
Screams like those of a slaughtered pig filled the entire vault. Conrad closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth, his whole body shaking like a swing, and his legs constantly twitching like springs.
Ten seconds later.
Baker threw the soldering iron aside, then raised his eyebrows and looked at the remaining eight people: "Hey, three seconds have passed, and you haven't left yet?"
Said.
Baker didn't wait for the eight people to react and said clearly.
"boom!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
"..."
The sounds like eight big watermelons ripening and cracking sounded one by one. Baker glanced at the corner and said, "If you don't want to leave, then stay."
Let them go?
How can it be.
Again, if Baker doesn't meet him, he won't take special care of it, but if he encounters it, Baker will take care of it.
The reason why people are human is because no matter what, there is a bottom line.
Such as Baker.
But these guys who are so lonely and empty that they take pleasure in killing people are no longer human beings. There is no psychological barrier for Baker to kill them.
even……
Baker secretly heard the voices of several men and women whispering the word "thank you" in his ears.
Hallucination?
Maybe.
After Baker finished dealing with the group of beasts, his eyes fell on Condra, who was sweating coldly, as if he had taken a bath, and introduced himself: "My name is Hero Moulton. I just arrived here this afternoon. Then, There is a male and a female killer who want to kidnap me. The male is named Alban and the female is named Behrami. Do you know them?"
Condra on the ground froze.
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