The hatchet man had long since been independent of Luo Feiyan and became the backbone of Brucille.
The two walked into the elevator and took the elevator straight to the bottom floor. This place was indeed an underground parking lot.
However, the area below the beauty salon was completely closed down. It was more like a company. To Brucille’s surprise, the paparazzi actually got the entry password. It seemed that there were not many things that could stop him.
The hatchet man said, “There are not many people inside. Most of them are not here during the day. We should be careful.”
Through this narrow corridor, Brucille saw three office rooms. Two of them were empty and the other one was lit. There should be someone there.
Brucille reached out with his left hand and pushed the door open. There was a middle-aged man in his forties sitting in the room.
When the man first looked at Brucille, he was a little confused, followed by a sharp gaze. Then he took out a crossbow from the drawer and shot it at Brucille.
The hatchet man immediately retreated. Fortunately, Brucille’s reaction was fast enough. He grabbed the flying arrow and shot out a dagger that he carried with him. The dagger pierced his right arm.
Then, he jumped onto the desk again and broke the wooden sword in his hand and stabbed it into the other side of his shoulder.
At this time, the hatchet man rushed in and took away the crossbow. The lethality of this thing was extremely strong. If it was hit by such a flying arrow, it must be from the chest to the back.
“Okay, your reaction is quite fast. It seems that you know who it is, don’t you?”
The middle-aged man gnashed his teeth and said, “Of course I know who you are. I didn’t expect that you didn’t die. I didn’t expect that you would come back.”
Brucille, who was sitting at the table, patted his face with his hands and said with a smile, “Your news is not well-informed enough. I have a good relationship with Mr. Leung. I didn’t take the initiative to come back. It’s too cold there. Tell me, how many people are here? If possible, let them all come back.”
“Bah, they will tear you into pieces when they come back. I suggest you get out of here as soon as possible.”
This guy was still so arrogant even after he became a prisoner. Even the gangsters felt that this guy was a little too much, so they raised their crossbows and hit him fiercely.
“Damn it, I’m scared to death.”
After being slammed by the hatchet man like this, the guy fell to the ground and fainted.
Brucille tied him up and threw him aside. Then he said to the hatchet man, “Take care of the wind for me outside. I’ll wait for one of you here. I’ll kill one.”
“Brother, I’ll ask Beidu, Chen Zhen, and the others to help you.”
“No, I can handle it myself.”
Since his eldest brother insisted that he had nothing to say, he quickly left the entrance outside. Half an hour later, it was getting dark, and someone came back from outside.
This time, three of them came back.
When the three of them returned to the base, they cursed as they pushed open the office door. However, they realized that it wasn’t the team leader who was sitting here, but Brucille.
“Mr. Yip?”
“Very good. To be able to recognize my face shows that you’ve done well in your homework. I heard that it was you guys who injured Morgan, right?”
The three of them looked at each other in dismay. They knew Brucille’s strength, but they didn’t expect him to discover such a hidden place.
One of them went out and looked at the team leader who was lying on the ground.
“You killed the captain?”
In the face of such a question, Brucille dragged the so-called captain out and kicked him a few times.
At this time, the “captain” opened his eyes with difficulty and saw several people in front of him.
“Look, just like you didn’t kill Morgan, and I didn’t kill your captain. I have always been a kind person who pursued equal means. Tell me, who hurt my brother?”
“I’m alone!”
This very loyal brother admitted his crime. In a flash, three meters away from each other, Brucille kicked him.
This kick directly kicked his chest and heavily hit the 12th wall behind him, but the wall couldn’t bear it. With a crash, the man was buried in the red brick.
Of course, the remaining two people were ready to fight back at this time.
Brucille swung his left hook and knocked down another. The man was about to turn around and run, but he was kicked into the narrow corridor by Brucille.
A few minutes later, Brucille tied the three injured people to the room.
Brucille looked at these injured faces and pulled out the daggers on his shoulders.
“Let’s do an intelligent answer. If anyone can answer three questions in the fastest and most accurate way, I will let him go. The rest can only resign themselves to fate.”
“The first question is, how many people are left in the Zeng family besides you?”
There was a dead silence at the scene, and no one answered. All of them closed their mouths as if they were glued to tape.
Brucille smiled, raised the dagger in his hand high, and stabbed at his four thighs one by one. He was afraid that only he could feel this sour feeling.
Four miserable cries came out one after another, but Brucille said indifferently, “I’m a person who keeps his promises. There must be punishment for what I’ve done. If you come again, how many people are there other than you?”
“I don’t know.”
Brucille raised his dagger high and stabbed at his other thigh again.
“Look, what I just said is fast and accurate. Your speed of answering is good, but the answer is not what I want.”
Her legs were injured, and beads of sweat ran down her cheeks.
At this moment, Brucille simply sat on the sofa and made himself a cup of tea. The wounds stabbed by the daggers were bleeding slowly.
Since the major arterys were not pierced, the human body had the ability to heal itself. But even so, the blood still dyed their pants red.
In this season of the autumn pants, the jeans were dyed red with blood. It could be seen that there was a lot of blood.
Brucille, who was sitting on the sofa, was carefully tasting his tea. He did not seem to be in a hurry.
He said in a low voice, “When it is confirmed that an adult will bleed less than 500 eyes, there will be no obvious feeling. According to my judgment, the blood you just shed should not be more than 200 eyes, which means that everyone can at least take another three to four cuts. Don’t worry, think about it slowly.”
“Of course, I’ve also heard that when a person bleeds more than 800 eyes, he must stop bleeding and inject blood urgently. Otherwise, he may die if he continues to bleed. Do you know what it feels like to die?”
This was half professional common sense that he didn’t understand. Coupled with Brucille’s half careless answer, the few people sitting on the ground were still worried about their own lives.
These people might not be afraid of being killed in one strike, but they were certainly afraid of dying from bleeding.
It was like fishing a fish out of a fish tank and putting it under the 38 degrees sun. At first, it could still jump a few times, but as time went by, it would eventually become a grilled fish.