The villain BOSS of the fast crossing system is coming

Chapter 1580 Killing the City (15)

There seemed to be ghosts crying and howling wolves in the dark night, which made people's scalp numb.

The light in the school was flickering, and after an unknown amount of time, it finally returned to silence.

Mingshu asked Simei to drag in the living people.

The young man's glasses were gone, blood was pouring from his forehead, and he was tied back to back with another person.

Mingshu sat on the stool, crossing his legs and peeling peanuts.

"It's late at night, you don't sleep, why are you in such good spirits?"

The young man didn't have glasses, so he couldn't see very clearly. He squinted his eyes: "You already knew?"

If she didn't know, how could the operation fail today?
The young man gritted his teeth and asked, "How did you find out?"

Mingshu shrugged, threw away the peanut shells in his hand, and said with a smile: "I just intend to grab your supplies, who knows you have other plans."

youth:"……"

Rob their supplies?

So from the very beginning, they actually started to compete?

Also, in this world now, not everyone has other plans.

"Who sent you?"

The young man's heart skipped a beat, and he replied calmly: "No one sent us here, just like you, we are just planning to grab your supplies and this place."

"Oh."

The young man looked at the girl opposite, not knowing what she meant.

Mingshu peeled the peanuts on his own, the only sound in the room was her peeling peanuts.

Time passed by minute by minute.

It was getting light outside.

It wasn't until this time that Mingshu asked someone to bring the computer over, and let these people trade one by one to survive.

"Grandma, they still have a lot of survival points. They don't do this kind of thing too often, do they?"

Pretending to be a newcomer who just came in, with supplies.For supplies, most of them will agree to take them in.

"I have left you with a survival point for one day, and you only have one day to think about it."

The young man remained silent.

The person next to him was a little anxious: "I don't want to die..."

"To shut up!"

The young man scolded.

The man wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to say anything because of the young man's eyes.

"Grandma, why do you think someone instructed you?" The boss couldn't figure it out.

Maybe these people came here for supplies?

Ming Shu said: "If it's just for supplies, they don't have to wait so long to do it. He obviously knows that I'm not easy to deal with."

"Then maybe he knows you?" At any rate, he was once the second in command of the Fengyun Sect.

The popularity is still there!

"Don't you think it's more suspicious if you know me and dare to plot against me?"

"..."

It seems so.
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One day, whether it is long or short, the sky is getting dark, and the people who were tied up began to cry one after another.

Ask the youth to speak out.

They really don't know, if they knew, they would have said it long ago.

But the youth kept silent.

"What benefits does the other party give you?" Mingshu dragged the stool and sat opposite the young man: "You are going to die now, and you only have one life. If you die, what will the other party give you? Will you set up a monument?"

The young man turned his head and didn't look at Mingshu at all.

Mingshu got up and walked to the young man: "Are you really not going to sell out the people behind you in exchange for a chance to survive?"

The youth didn't respond.

Mingshu raised his hand and pressed it on the young man's shoulder: "I'll ask again, who is it?"

In an instant, cold sweat broke out on the young man's forehead.

He fell to the ground, together with the person who was tied to him.

"Say it!"

The man trembled with fear.

"I don't want to die, don't kill us all, tell her quickly!"

"Do you think... if you tell me, she will... let us go?"

The young man's voice was full of pain.

There seemed to be countless villains in his body, cutting his flesh and scraping his bones with knives.

The young man held on for a few minutes, but in the end he couldn't take it anymore and cried out loudly.

Hearing that voice, Simei's goosebumps followed.

Fortunately, they did not have this treatment.

Auntie is terrible.

The young man was already a little delirious from the pain.

"I said..." The young man was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to die: "I said...it's Zhuang Jing, Zhuang Jing from Fengyun Sect."

Mingshu was not surprised at all, and smiled and withdrew his hand: "In this world, she is the only one who doesn't want me to appear the most, and knows that I am difficult to deal with."

The young man curled up on the ground panting.

How can there be such a terrible person.

He really felt like he was walking around the gate of hell.

The youth organization is not a big organization, there are only so many of them, they just rely on newcomers, take advantage of the small number of teams or take advantage of women's psychology to obtain materials.

Zhuang Jing found him and asked him to help get rid of her, the former second-in-command of Fengyun Sect.

Because Zhuang Jing said that she is not easy to deal with.

That's why young people dare not act rashly, they have to figure out everything before making a move.

As for why the young man didn't say anything, it was because Zhuang Jing took his younger brother away as a hostage.

"Zhuang Jing..."

Mingshu pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Take them out."

"How will my aunt deal with it?"

"How to deal with it, do you want me to teach you?" Ming Shu glanced at the boss.

The boss laughed twice: "I understand, I understand, drag them all out."
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"Grandma, there's a fight ahead."

The boss of the car turned his head and said to Mingshu behind him.

Mingshu looked ahead, and on the desolate street, two groups of people were fighting.

"Detour." With so many people, it's hard to pick heads.

"okay."

Maybe I was unlucky today. I took a detour and met these two groups of people. They may have passed through the alley, fighting while running.

It was clear that one side was about to lose.

"Boss, should we wait?" Maybe we can pick someone's head?

Mingshu stared at the party catching up from behind, and there seemed to be a familiar figure behind him.

It really takes no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere.

"Go down and help." Ming Shu said.

"what?"

The boss is a little confused.

Isn't my aunt's usual education, don't meddle in my own business?

What's up today...

"Get out of the car." The boss quickly opened the door and got out, shouting at the people in the car behind.

The defeated side suddenly saw someone rushing towards them and thought it was reinforcements from the other side.

As a result, they took out their guns and fired towards the opposite side.

This group of people was a little confused: "..."

what's the situation?
whose friend?

inside the car.

Nan Yin hugged Mingshu, resting her head on her shoulder, quietly watching the battle ahead through the windshield.

With Simei joining and gun support, the opponent quickly retreated a certain distance.

Simei concealed that the group retreated to Mingshu's car.

The leading man panted and said, "Thank you brother."

The boss glanced at him and snorted coldly: "I don't want to save you."

Man: "..."

"Grandma, what should we do now?" The boss walked over to Mingshu and knocked on the glass.

The person on the other side didn't withdraw, and they might have to call back later.

(End of this chapter)