Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter

"who?"

The two men were startled, and when they turned around, they found that they were being aimed at by a heavy submachine gun. A pair of men's heavy black boots were stained with mud and walked into the house. The heavy soles stepped fiercely on the mud, step by step, Slow and elegant, heavy and agile, just like a hunter, driving the prey to a dead end step by step, there is no escape.

Only then did they see the man in front of them clearly.

Tall and tall, with a black shirt tied in the waistband and black suit trousers, his legs are slender and powerful. The crisis, that is the breath of death.

Holding the gun, he seemed to be strolling in the courtyard.

A pair of eyes, like an abyss and hell, deep and capable of lingering people, Ling Rui's lips, bright red like blood, it is shocking to cure evil spirits.

At first glance, they were overwhelmed by the opponent's aura, lost the chance to resist, and were completely manipulated.

Lying down at his feet, the only life-saving talisman turned into a life-threatening talisman in an instant.

"Heh—" A syllable similar to laughter came out of the man's throat, and he casually put down the gun in his hand: "You have lost the only chance to confront me."

The threat aimed at their foreheads was removed, but not only did they not feel the slightest sense of rejoicing, but they were even more terrified. Every string in their brains was tense and tense, and their bodies were so stiff that they were completely different from their own, as if they were being trapped. People choked their throats, so they lost all resistance. People are knives, I am fish, and I am slaughtered.

This man is so scary!

"Do you know who I am?" Si Yuanzhen walked towards them with a gun in his hand, stepping aggressively.

His deep eyes fell on the only woman in this room. She was curled up on the ground, and she seemed to have passed out. Her long hair was spread messily on the ground, covering her face. She was wearing a light gray sweater. Stained red by blood, the bright red and dazzling color almost made him lose his mind.

He suddenly wanted to kill.

Only blood can awaken his lost sanity.

When people's fear reaches the limit, they don't even have the courage to escape: "You...don't come here!"

The two gangsters retreated step by step, expressions of remorse, fear, and panic flashed on their faces one by one, their brains went blank, and they had already lost the ability to think. How could they judge the identity of the man in front of them?

"I..." Si Yuanzhen pointed to her nose with her thumb, grinned, her mouth full of white teeth, and said coldly: "Si Yuanzhen, who is in charge of the Si family, is known as Master Si Jiu!"

The low and hoarse voice is shockingly cold and charming.

"Master Si Jiu—"

The tense strings in the minds of the two gangsters were completely broken, their stiff bodies softened, their knees sank, and they knelt down in front of Si Yuanzhen.

These three words seemed to have sentenced them to death in an instant, leaving no room for it.

They're not in big trouble.

But death.

Si Jiuye, the head of the Yundian Si family, was rumored to be extremely bloody, extremely cruel, inhuman, vicious and cunning, and no one would dare to provoke him.

The word Si Jiuye is almost synonymous with Satan Satan, and so is Xiaoer Zhitiao.

Si Yuanzhen pointed to Ye Jinwu who was lying on the ground again, and her smile became more and more charming: "Do you know who she is?"

He raised the gun in his hand, put it in his palm, and patted his palm lightly with the gun, as if he was weighing the weight of the submachine gun, and also seemed to be weighing how much damage this gun could cause.

His eyes fixed on the two people in front of him.

He seemed to be thinking about how to deal with them.

The willpower of the two gangsters, under the prestige of Master Si Jiu, had already been defeated. Kneeling on the ground, dripping with cold sweat, their bodies trembling, they didn't even dare to say the words of begging for mercy.

Si Yiyan smiled like a devil: "Her name is Ye Jinwu, it's me..." Then, the smile on his face gradually subsided, and bloody and cruel aura exuded from all over his body: "The woman who spent her whole life together... …what……"

The last word "Ah" came suddenly and fiercely, with a hoarse voice, and a strong and violent breath. Si Yuanzhen swung the heavy submachine gun in his hand, turned forward and reversed twice, and drew two gangsters viciously. face.

"what--"

The shrill sound was extremely tragic. The bodies of the two culprits were pulled down to the ground, their heads were bleeding, blood was splashing from their mouths, and a few bloody teeth were also spurted out along with the blood and fell to the ground.

Si Yuanzhen looked at the man lying on the ground, twitching like two dead dogs, one foot stepped on the neck of one gangster, one hand held a gun, and the muzzle of the gun pointed at the neck of another gangster.

Si Yuanzhen smiled lightly, coldly and contemptuously: "Do you know who fired that shot on her left shoulder?"

Si Yuanzhen doesn't believe in Buddhism, he only believes in himself.

He has no faith, so there is no good or evil.

With all the murders all over his body, he walks alone in hell and infernal, with no return to life or death.

The Buddha does not cross three people.

Those who have no fate will not cross, those who have no faith will not cross, and those who have no will will not cross!

He occupies all three, so the Buddha will not save me, and I will become a demon myself.

"Forgive...forgive..." The pain eroded their rationality, and only then did they react and beg for mercy, even if there was a glimmer of hope, they demanded life.

Si Yuanzhen ignored their begging for mercy, and said as if joking: "It's me, it was a shot aimed at the enemy's heart..." One second he was still smiling, ignorant and unparalleled, but the next second it was the devil of the abyss, cruel Cold: "How dare you block a gun with her."

The gun in his hand suddenly sent one of them flying, and the shrill scream made people feel horrified.

Si Yuanzhen has killed people since he was ten years old. For so many years, he has never missed a shot. Only this time, facing the gangster who is kidnapping the woman he loves, he hesitated with the gun in his hand, because that moment of hesitation gave the other party a counterattack. In the end, she endured the bitter fruit of that shot and became her beloved woman.

He watched helplessly as the gun shot into her body.

The sound of "poof" entering the flesh seems to be heard in the ear.

At that moment, he frantically wanted to kill someone.

Si Yuanzhen sneered, looking at the two gangsters lying on the ground: "Do you know how I like to kill people?"

He is the dignified ruler of the Xiasi Clan, Lucifer, the supreme demon king, and the Patriarch of the Si Clan. He is both black and white, fearless, and was threatened and manipulated by a mere gangster.

Watching the mouse in front of him fleeing before his eyes, the gun in his hand couldn't fire a second shot no matter what.

The two gangsters were already dying, and they couldn't even speak.

"Murder." Si Yuanzhen spit out two shocking words lightly: "It's the kind of way that people can't live or die."

In the dark and narrow room, a bloody and brutal scene was being played out, and the sound of screams could be heard endlessly.