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Zhang Zhao's death was like a bolt of lightning that struck the hearts of the Hummingbird players. It was the pillar that had always been in their hearts. But now that pillar has fallen and been shot dead, this is undoubtedly a huge blow to them.

.Morale fell like a rapidly ebbing tide.

The gun in their hands suddenly became heavier. It was heavy in their hands. They saw something called fear. The crowds rushed out of every room, and the sound of triggers being pulled was like

The death-inducing spells kept roaring in their ears.

The intention to retreat was like a tide of fear covering their bodies, causing them to retreat continuously. Human nature was fully exposed at this moment. Not everyone is a hero. Human beings are naturally afraid of death.

Yes, there may be some who can completely disregard life and death, but not many.

In many cases, a person's life not only belongs to him, but also to his parents, wife, and children he loves. Of course, which kind of love and justice does this belong to? There are many other people's lives.

It's tempting.

"Keep them all!" Liu Shuang's voice was like a death spell, exploding in the heart of the hummingbird at the right time.

"I surrender!" Someone threw away the gun in his hand and squatted on the ground holding his head. Some began to curse this man angrily, while others began to follow suit.

Liu Shuang had already exited the invisibility state and stood next to Zhuge Changfeng. What he saw in front of him was the situation on the second floor, and what he heard in his ears was the sound on the third floor. The sound was just like the dubbing on the second floor, there was no difference.

A situation, people, sometimes, it really looks like.

"Those who surrender should go over there. Those who don't surrender, you know the result." Liu Shuang pointed his finger at the corridor, his sharp eyes like a sharp blade across all the faces.

That look made some people's souls start to tremble, and some people even felt that the man in front of them was not a human, but a demon from hell. Liu Shuang has always boasted that in the eyes of his enemies, he is from hell.

A devil, but to the brothers around him, he is an angel from heaven.

Are there really angels and demons in this world? Maybe there are, maybe not.

In just two days, the ordinary name of Liu Shuang, just like when Xue Yin was rampant in the killer world, quickly penetrated into the hearts of the Black Tiger Club's young men. Rumor has it that it is a terrible weapon. They are not killing people.

It’s about the human heart and fighting spirit.

Following the direction pointed by Liu Shuang's finger, some people began to walk that way. There were more and more people. Some people had weapons in their hands but didn't know what to do. They couldn't lift them up or put them down. It was painful.

His expression twisted into a tortured face.

Liu Shuang took a gun from Zhuge Changfeng's hand, raised his hand and fired. Surprisingly, the gun did not miss, and hit the chest of a Hummingbird player who was still hesitant and didn't know what to do.

The dark red blood bloomed into a lotus flower on the man's chest, which looked particularly enchanting under the withered yellow light.

"Hurry up, I don't have time to waste time here with you." Liu Shuang roared fiercely, his twisted organs clearly showing his anger.

But these people are like donkeys that are plowing the fields and suddenly stop. Only if you give them a whip at this time will they continue walking.

Faced with the threat of death, many people chose to compromise. These people who once loudly declared in their gangs that they would protect the people who served the gang to the death, in the face of death, chose to stand on the side of life without hesitation.

Death is a taboo for people.

Some people still wanted to continue to resist, and those who wanted to wait a little longer could not succeed in the end because they were surrounded by the members of the secret hall. Some committed suicide to declare their loyalty, and some were killed.

This time, Liu Shuang gained a lot. Not many people in the secret hall died. On the contrary, he also gained more than 30 well-trained team members and arranged for people to pour gasoline on the rectification building. Liu Shuang followed behind him.

Except for this small hotel in the city, the crowd passed by the body of the hotel owner on the first floor.

At that time, Liu Shuang felt a little guilty, because he died of an ordinary person. This is a sin, but some things are inevitable. Liu Shuang said sorry for the boss in his heart. Apart from this small hotel, there is no other place to go.

Not too far out, a raging fire broke out in the small hotel behind me.

The entire building burned, and everything was reduced to ashes.

"What?!" Liu Ying smashed a tea cup angrily, her eyes were a little hollow, and she was at a loss. That was the most elite force under his command! It was lost like this, how can you not be sad!

"Boss, we still have 20,000 younger brothers." Someone comforted, obviously not taking such a loss seriously.

Liu Ying raised her head and cast her eyes towards the far horizon. Her facial features twisted together slightly, her fists slowly clenched together, and she gritted her teeth and slowly spit out two words: "Liu——Shuang!"

It was a secret room. There was nothing else in the secret room. There was only a futon on the ground. A man with disheveled hair and an unclear face was sitting on it. His lute bones and shoulder blades were locked with heavy chains. There were hanging hangings on the walls of the empty secret room.

Holding something similar to a pot, burning a ball of fire.

The entire room was in deathly silence, except for the slight breathing sounds from the locked man from time to time, and the sound of flames moving.

Someone walked in, his steps were a little frivolous, and he seemed to have been seriously injured. The person's face was reflected in the firelight, and it was sickly pale, it was autumn water!
Chapter completed!