"Sure enough." Morrisman was slightly shocked after hearing the butler's words.

The power of this Asian is so great that it is unbelievable.

Moreover, the cruel means are simply rare in the world.

You know this is a peaceful era.

Killing more than 300 people at once can be said to have caused a sensation around the world.

Even if these more than 300 people are gangsters.

If you add more than 100 people the night before yesterday, and dozens of people the day before yesterday.

This man has killed more than five hundred people in less than five days since he arrived in San Diego.

This man is simply a cruel butcher.

Although their mafia is terrifying in the United States and Italy, they may not have killed 500 people in ten years.

Even if this person cannot be friends, he cannot be enemies.

"Master, Barsako is now in the police station and is closely protected by the police. Should we sell another favor?"

"No need, it's not easy to kill people in the police station, and we just need to keep losing to that person. He is not developing in San Diego, and it costs too much and is of no benefit to us." Morrisman said calmly.

As a mafia, all actions need to be considered in terms of interests.

It’s not that they don’t have friendships or something, but the relationship between the mafia family is relatively private.

It does not involve friendship at the level of interest.

If they will have intersections in the future, the connections they have established today will come in handy.

But there is more possibility that they will never have any intersection again.

...

Crack

"Chen, there seems to be a resident upstairs. I checked in this morning and it has been arguing all day."

"I'll go upstairs and say it." Chen Zhao said.

Chen Zhao came upstairs, identified the room number, and knocked on the door.

It took a minute before the room door opened.

An old lady leaning on a auxiliary shelf opened the door.

The old lady looks very old, her body is a bit shrunk, her hair is gray and her face is full of wrinkles.

As soon as the old lady saw Chen Zhao, her eyes immediately shone.

"Hi, hello, are you the male prostitute I call?" The old lady reached out to touch Chen Zhao's chest.

Chen Zhao hurriedly avoided, this old lady was an old pervert.

"Sorry, ma'am, I live downstairs." Chen Zhao said: "My girlfriend is pregnant and needs quietness, so can you please be quieter?"

"Well, I'll try, by the way, are you considering acting as a temporary duck? I can pay you five hundred dollars."

Chen Zhao had a black look on his face. This old lady is really a person who is old and never grows old.

When she looked at Chen Zhao, Chen Zhao was quite uncomfortable.

He also imitated the little girl to lick her lips.

Chen Zhao felt the hairs all over his body standing up.

"You are really one of the few men who make me heart-to-heart with my body alone."

"Rococo, who's outside?"

At this time, another old lady's voice came from inside.

Chen Zhao was so scared that he was about to leave immediately: "Madam, I have something to do. Let's go first, goodbye."

An old woman is already so difficult to deal with. If she meets another one, she may not be able to leave.

"Goodbye, handsome guy."

Chen Zhao took a few steps and couldn't help but tremble when he heard what came later.

The old lady looked at the door opposite and then pointed her middle finger: "Farke Squid, Arthur, don't think you are hiding behind the door. I don't know you are peeping. If you dare to interfere in my private affairs, I will go inside and rape you at night."

There was a sound of ping-pong from the opposite side.

The old lady was able to close the door.

Another old lady in the room looked at the old lady named Rococo.

"Rococo, you are eighty-five years old. Can you restrain yourself? From the UK to here, you have harassed many young people. I don't want to go to the police station to bail you. Do you know how embarrassing it is to me to come out with you?"

"Hail Mass, you old woman who has withered from spirit to body, how can you understand the desires of women? What's more, how difficult it is to meet a man who makes me moved. Do you know? The Asian man was full of hormones just now. I felt that I was radiant again, and I felt that my spring was coming again."

"You lewd old woman, God, please punish this fallen woman."

"We are witches, we don't believe in God, we are stupid women." Rococo said proudly.

"That child can be your great-grandson."

“Love has nothing to do with age.”

"How many men have you said this?"

"The past has passed, I believe that boy is my true destiny."

"Forget it, I don't want to communicate with you anymore. As long as you don't harass others, I won't care about you anymore."

"You woman is really boring." Rococo said disdainfully.

"Let's discuss the action tonight."

"What to discuss is to destroy the corpses directly. What can I discuss?" Rococo said carelessly.

Although Rococo is eighty-five years old, he does not have any stability.

Both behavior and tone are quite frivolous.

In comparison, the humble mass is much more steady and dignified.

They feel like a rebellious girl and a rich daughter.

This is true. When they were young, one was a rebellious girl and the other was a daughter of a big family.

But these two girls became partners who had been entangled all their lives.

"Not only that." said Mass Bei: "We also need to capture that evil murderer. Things like the Thousand-Faced Demon Spirit should not exist in the world at all. The murderer and those corpses must be purified."

"Do you want to wait until that person appears before taking action? It's so troublesome."

"This is necessary. If the corpses are just to be destroyed, it cannot be completely eradicated. Only by eliminating the evil murderer can we truly stop this evil magic ritual." said Mass.

"What a pity, I still want to control the Thousand-Faced Demon Spirit." Luo Keco said disappointedly.

"You old woman, your energy magic is not enough to control that filthy existence."

"Don't underestimate me, Humility Mass, I'm a great witch!"

"A big witch with all her teeth falling out."

"You're so long-winded. I really deserved to kill you thirty years ago."

Rococo suddenly looked out the door: "Arthur, get in, don't hide outside the door and eavesdrop."

A handsome young man pushed the door in, his face a little embarrassed and a little afraid.

"Old Elder Rococo, Old Elder Husse."

"What's up?"

"It's time for you two to have dinner."

"I have a little weak arm recently, so I want you to feed me."

Arthur shivered, and he would rather jump from this building.

He felt that if he stayed with Rococo, he would definitely go crazy.
Chapter completed!