Seychelles, North Island Hotel.

In the room full of pungent bloody smell, Miao Xiaole, a double-faced man, sat on a chair, with his legs raised high on the table, staring at Victor tied to the bed, and shook his hands constantly.

He wore a pair of furry gloves on his hands, giving people a cute and silly feeling. But the feeling that Victor was full of gloomy horror, because sharp alloy steel spikes appeared from time to time in this pair of furry gloves, one left and one right, six in total.

The two-faced man Miao Xiaole is a patient with severe conjecture. He was poached by Xiao Yuanchao when he formed the trial unit.

"Guess who I am?" Miao Xiaole stared at Victor, showed off the sharp alloy steel spikes, and said coldly: "Actually, I am Wolverine, do you know?"

Victor smiled bitterly, and he looked at the two unrecognizable corpses in the room in fear, nodding in agreement.

The two corpses were his bodyguards, and each of them had almost blood holes: limbs, chest, back, face...

Miao Xiaole used steel thorns to stab them in a terrible way, showing her perverted bloodthirsty.

"I want to see Misi Cat." Victor, who was lying on the bed, with his hands and feet tied tightly, appeared in a large font, turned his head and said helplessly: "This is a misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding."

Victor used his interests to deal with the arms dealers, and reported to the superiors in the name of the round table, jointly fabricating the fact that Miscat killed an arms dealer at the round table. Finally, with the joint report of several people, the superiors decided to send mysterious people to maintain order in the round table.

This is Victor's cleverness. He took the fact that he killed an arms dealer with himself on Du Baobao's head. After passing it over, he completely escaped because the facts had been made.

Those arms dealers dare not turn over their confessions, and they dare not deceive the above things.

A very smart approach is also the best approach. Unfortunately, Victor never dreamed that the baby would attack so quickly, and everything caught him off guard.

"She doesn't want to see you." Miao Xiaole clenched her fists, her face full of gloom.

As his fists were clenched, the alloy steel spikes stretched out again, emitting a cold and faint light.

"Call! Call!" Victor said anxiously: "This is really just a misunderstanding, everything can be discussed, man..."

"I'm not a guy, I'm Wolverine!" Miao Xiaole stared at Victor.

"Ok, OK, Mr. Wolverine, if you can let me talk to Ms. Misse Cat, I would be very grateful to you." Victor tried hard to calm himself down and continued quickly: "Misunderstandings can always be restored. There is nothing wrong with this world. For the misunderstandings caused, I am willing to use a part of the market to save them. To be honest, I really hope to become the closest partner with Ms. Misse Cat... Wait, what are you going to do? Stop! Stop!"

Suddenly, Victor made a terrified sound. He kept twisting his body, trying to restore freedom. But his limbs were firmly tied to the bed, making his efforts in vain. Instead, he was like a flesh worm, constantly twisting and squirming.

Miao Xiaole stood up and walked to the bed. The alloy steel spike in his right hand gently pressed against Victor's thigh, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty excitement.

As long as he stabs hard, three blood holes will appear in Victor's thighs in an instant, piercing the hard thigh bones together.

"Don't touch him, because the boss didn't say anything." The scarecrow's voice came.

Hearing this voice, Miao Xiaole tried her best to endure it and finally took back the steel thorn.

“Hu…hu…”

Victor gasped heavily, as if he had experienced a life-and-death disaster. He knew that this guy who called himself Wolverine was definitely a pervert. If he had no orders, he would definitely poke his body full of blood holes, exactly like the corpse on the ground.

Moreover, if this guy doesn't stab a dead body, he will slowly play with a living person. When he gets tired of playing, he will stab into the vital point and let him die.

"When will I be left to play?" Miao Xiaole put away the alloy steel thorns and wiped his nose with furry gloves and said, "Anyway, I have to kill them, so why not let me play for a while."

"You can't play anymore." The scarecrow leaned against the wall and shook his head at Miao Xiaole, "This person is not left for you, he is left for others."

"Why?" Miao Xiaole asked.

"Because death in your hands has no value, do you understand? Wolverine!" The scarecrow looked at the corpse on the ground, shook his head, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

At this moment, Victor had already heard his fate from their conversation. His face became fearful and uneasy, and he completely lost the arrogance of the host of the East African round table and the pride of the former superiors.

"Boss, it's all done." The scarecrow said to the microphone.

Seeing the scarecrow calling, Victor shouted like crazy: "I want to talk to Misie Cat! I want to talk to Misie Cat! I am willing to give up all my market and give up everything!!!"

But before he finished speaking, the scarecrow had already hung up the phone.

"Give up all markets?" said the scarecrow with a smile: "The boss never thought of getting involved in your market, so whether you give up or not has anything to do with the boss. Besides, if you die, your market will automatically give up, right?"

Victor was desperate. He didn't expect that Misie Cat's methods were so fierce and decisive. At night, he was still immersed in the imagination of victory, but now he was like entering hell.

No, not as if he will soon enter hell.

"Tu tuk...tuk...tuk...tuk..." A knock on the door full of rhythm came.

Hearing the knock on the door, the scarecrow immediately opened the door and let John, who had just arrived, come in.

Seeing John, Victor suddenly realized and immediately cursed: "Battle! Bastard! It turns out that you betrayed me!"

After being cursed, John just shrugged. He racked the purchased camera to face Victor on the bed, then took out a knife and stood in front of the bed.

"Yes, I betrayed you, but you have to know that if I betray you a little later, maybe my fate will be the same as yours." John spread his hands and said helplessly: "Some people we can fight against, some people we can hardly fight against. Victor, you have been heroic for decades. When you see the fate of others, have you never thought about your own fate? Let me give you the last journey. I swear, I will take good care of your family."

"No! I let my family go, don't touch them, don't..."

Victor was completely desperate, and when he was desperate, the only thing he wanted was not to touch his family.

"puff!"

John raised his hand and stabbed Victor in his chest quickly, and turned it hard, shattering the other person's heart.

"Ah!!!...you, you, you...all have to die...mysterious people...mysterious people..."
Chapter completed!