Long Dongqiang said with a fiery look on his face, and he was very satisfied with taking the knife handed over by the man.

"From now on, you are safe!" Long Dongqiang said, but he was sneering in his heart, letting you live a little longer first, and finally kill them together.

He was cruel and ruthless, so he naturally would not let these people go, because most of these people have their own backgrounds, and once they go out alive, they will make enemies for the Long family.

So, it's better to die.

"Next!"

"Next!"

These people who were dominated by Long Dongqiang were afraid, and they were walking on thin ice, and cold sweat penetrated.

They are afraid of death, and they are afraid of pulling out weapons and triggering information from the authorities. Thousands of arrows are fired at once, and they die even worse. But what if they are lucky?

Whoosh swish swish swish-

An unlucky guy pulled out a sickle-shaped weapon, touched the mechanism news, thousands of arrows penetrated the heart, and died on the spot.

"Go and get the weapon back!"

After the arrow rain, Long Dongqiang ordered people to retrieve the sickle weapon.

One by one, finally, the people living here took a quick turn, and seven or eight unlucky ones were pierced by thousands of arrows.
Chapter completed!