Yan Jiuzheng's hand hit Niu Tou somewhere in the left hand holding the beer bottle. Niu Tou only felt an uncontrollable numbness coming from his left hand.

\tIf it is on weekdays, let alone making a deal like this, so what if it is discounted? This is all the scope that Niutao can tolerate.

\tBut this time it is obviously different.

This sourness and numbness actually made the extremely developed arm unable to hold the beer bottle that had been drunk for half a bottle, and the beer bottle instantly slid from the bull's hand.

Bang.

With a crisp sound, the beer bottle fell to the ground.

\tAt the same time, Niu Tou's right hand instinctively reached towards the dagger on the table, but it was obvious that he was shocked by Yan Jiucheng's sudden attack and the strange numbness after the attack. The hand that reached towards the dagger was actually a little panicked.

\tPuff.

\t Another blow.

\tYan Jiuzheng's hand hit Niu Tou's right hand again.

\t Although Niu Tou saw Yan Jiucheng coming, he wanted to hide but was not obedient. In addition, he wanted to take the dagger into his hand when he saw the situation changed drastically, so he did not feel at ease with Yan Jiucheng's punch.

\tBut what he couldn't believe was that with Yan Jiucheng's attack on his left hand again, his right hand, which had just grasped the dagger, was not in control.

\t With a dagger, Yan Jiucheng took it away the moment it fell to the ground.

\t Whether in or outside the gate of hell, Niu Tou has fought with people many times, and he has also lost, but he lost inexplicably like today, and he really died with his eyes closed.

\tOf course only death.

\tThis series of processes only took a few seconds. At the moment when the bull's dagger was taken away, he was ready to be cut off the throat the next second. His hands were not sensitive, and it only took one second to take his life.

It was good to die in the scent of wine floating in the air, he thought.

Yan Jiucheng took the dagger of the bull's head and saw that the bull's head was pale and looked desperate.

"Brother, how is my playing style? Comment." Yan Jiucheng laughed and immediately handed the dagger to Niu Tou.

Niuta was stunned. Yan Jiuzheng, who had obviously seized the knife and gained the upper hand, did not take advantage of his numbness, cut his throat and handed the dagger back. Although he was suspicious, his hand took the dagger as fast as possible.

The feeling of death to life made the bull head breathe a sigh of relief.

"You...you..." Yan Jiucheng didn't take action even though he was absolutely overwhelmed, and Niu Tou couldn't understand it.

"You are my brother whom I have formed an alliance, how could I kill you?" Yan Jiucheng smiled: "In ancient times of our country, I was my brother, and if I kill you, I would be despised by the people of the world. This is called loyalty."

These words made Niuto feel a little ashamed.

He looked at Yan Jiucheng with admiration. This was the first time he had heard the explanation of alliance from the mysterious Dongfang. This concept was very pleasing to Niu Tou.

"Then who do you want to kill?" Niu Tou's eyes showed ruthlessness. Since Yan Jiucheng was going to the fourth floor, he would definitely kill a boss on the fourth floor. Yan Jiucheng's attitude just now made Niu Tou recognize this brother.

Now, he is very happy that such a brother lives on the fourth floor. It is better to support each other than to fight each other now.

"I will help you kill whoever you want. I will be able to do it tomorrow morning, which is easy." Yan Jiucheng looked outside, and after confirming that there was no one outside, he whispered with his ear close to the bull's head.

"This is not an easy task. It's hard for you to fight on the fourth floor, unlike the third floor, where there is a big noise at one end." Niu Tou saw that Yan Jiuzheng was full of confidence and frowned.

"What do you think of my kung fu just now? Is it mysterious?" Yan Jiucheng asked.

Niuto nodded repeatedly when he heard this. Those two moves just now were indeed too mysterious for this black man. He had heard of the mysterious kung fu from the mysterious Eastern power for a long time, and it was the first time he had seen it.

He was also lucky. He saw the fur that Yan Jiucheng learned from the top acupoint master when he first met him.

"I have something more mysterious." Yan Jiucheng took out his ears, took out a piece of black stuff from his ears, and put it in the palm of his hand: "As long as you believe me, put this thing in the water they want to drink, or something, a gang member can fall down and lose his backbone, and they will disperse."

"What's this?"

Yan Jiucheng smiled and pointed to his mouth: "It's eaten."

This thing was given to him by Grandma Miao.

"Will you kill me if you take it? What poison is so strange that you can hide it in your ears." Niu Tou was a little suspicious, but Yan Jiucheng's hands just now did shock him.

He wanted to kill the yellow hair on the east side of the fourth floor for a long time.

Of course, the yellow-haired man has wanted to kill him for a long time.

If I could change my yellow hair into Yan Jiuzheng, Niu Tou would have a better life. At least I wouldn't be worried about the gang fighting and losing my life when I was walking around the fourth floor.

How to prevent it? I didn’t do it directly, so it would be convenient to get something to the food they eat in this mixed place. The cow’s head was so jealous.

"Try it." Niu Tou stretched out his hand to take the black thing in Yan Jiucheng's hand, but Yan Jiucheng's hand pulled back and shook his head: "You can't touch it. There are rules. It must be effective when I recite the spell tomorrow at 4:30 and there are stars."

It sounds like a silly thing.

If Yan Jiucheng hadn't had the trust of snatching the dagger just now but not naming it, Niu Tou would just laugh and ignore it. But now it's different. This mysterious Eastern power has mysterious kung fu, and maybe there are mysterious witchcraft.

In Niu Tou's hometown, there are also figures like witches.

"The sun rises tomorrow morning, at 4:30?" Niu Tou thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, I'll go down early to pick you up."

At 4:30 in the morning, it is a stage of strict control between each floor. At that time, there are few people walking outside. If the floors below get along, problems will easily arise, so there will be people guarding every layer.

Yan Jiucheng smiled and nodded.

"This thing is easy to use. Sprinkle it in water and sprinkle it while eating. The interval between the other party's eating cannot exceed one hour, and it will be useless after more than one hour." Grandma Miao's instructions were clear.

There is no time when there are still stars at 4:30, and there are no spells.

When early birds eat insects, Yan Jiujin must get up early and come to the fourth floor to do business.

"By the way, will Boss George come down and take a walk?" Yan Jiucheng asked casually when he was about to go down to the fourth floor.

"He won't come down, it's too messy."

“Never come down?”

“Never.”

"Will Boss George go to the fifth floor and the sixth floor?"

“Never.”

"Then he didn't see anyone else?"

"He has two good relationships. Sometimes he would shout to play golf upstairs, watch TV, etc.." Niu Tou sighed enviously.

The entire eighth floor is made of George, and he even built a golf training ground. Although it is definitely not big, it is enviable enough.

"He didn't see anyone except those two."

When Yan Jiucheng heard this, George was indeed very cautious. It seemed impossible to wait for him to get down below to get closer. But he climbed to a higher floor and waited for George to meet him.

If you can't see George, how can you negotiate a deal with him?

Yan Jiucheng stopped asking more questions, and after chatting with Niu Tou for a while, he returned to the third floor. When the younger brothers on the third floor saw Yan Jiucheng coming back, they were all so excited.

"Boss, you were so awesome just now. All the other gangs say that you are the most heroic in this gate of hell!"

"Yes, cut the toes and you can still laugh, boss, you are really..."

Yan Jiucheng coldly glanced at the people who came over to flatter him.

Seeing that this was wrong, those people immediately shut up.

At this time, the night was dim. One day had passed, only four days had passed. With the help of Niu Tou, it would not be too difficult for him to live on the fourth floor. But his goal was not to live on layers of land. His goal was to meet George and deal with him.

Yan Jiucheng opened the window and looked out.

It really doesn't work, so I can only take the risk of breaking up from outside the wall.

The fourth floor is better than the third floor. There is only one gang on each side of the fourth floor. He can tell his subordinates not to get close to his room for a certain period of time, so he will not see what he does in the room. There are too many gangs on the third floor, and it is not safe to have too many people and are mixed with eyes.

When he walked to the railing, Yan Jiucheng looked down. The agent was still wandering downstairs, chatting with people for information.

Whether it was the walking posture of this person or the behavior of a newcomer chatting everywhere at such a big night, this showed that this was an agent, not to mention that this person always looked at the eighth floor.

Exposed too obviously.

It was obvious that Yan Jiuzheng felt that this agent must be solved, otherwise he would not be able to find a way to climb up to the eighth floor from outside the wall to see George.

Yan Jiucheng gritted his teeth, and his eyes showed ruthlessness.

Turning around and returning to the room, he brought a stone.

Swish swish swish swish.

The sound of sharpening the knife started.

———————

late at night.

More than a dozen people slept in a room. One of them did not lie down, but sat by the window, stretched out his head and looked out. Like Yan Jiuzheng, he saw the pipe leading to the eighth floor.

Then, he sighed softly and looked down at the back of his hand.

Image of a woman holding a child tattooed on the back of her hand.

His name is Mithur.

Baby, as long as I complete the task successfully, they will not kill you, dad will definitely do it. Misho, who looks tough, showed his weak side.

He kissed the back of his hand and tears fell.

Yan Jiucheng's judgment is correct. He is an agent of the president of Country X, but he has retired and is only serving a certain organization now. To be precise, he is controlled by them.

To be more precise, his relatives were controlled.

If you can successfully complete the task, the whole family will be reunited and share the glory. If you do not successfully complete the task, the whole family will be reunited and go to the underworld together.

His wife is only 23 years old, both children are only eight months old, and one son and one daughter.

He can only come to the gate of hell and can only succeed.

"Lord, it's nothing that I'm dead. My treasures are only eight months old, and they are only eight months old..." Mithur knelt on the ground and prayed silently. When he thought of his children and his wife being controlled at this time, his tears flowed down.

"Lord, this time, I can only succeed, not fail."

Mithu dared not say anything about his prayers, so no one heard them, but he didn't know if God could hear them.
Chapter completed!