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"Whenhebeagoofyourhearthoeshebeagofhedrus, when your heart beats passionately, snare drum rumbles."

The passionate song continued to roar. Hou Dacheng raised his gun and killed Ness first with a bang. The gun sounded. Ness looked at the flying warhead with unwillingness, fear and despair in an instant.
At that moment, he knew about what it was like for people who had been shot off by him at that moment. The warhead directly tore the whole brain tissue of his brain into a crushed paste with great impact and rotational destructive power, and the broken gray brain tissue was bloody and splashed out with the crushed skull.
As soon as Ness’s huge body "burst" fell to the ground, he kept spewing scarlet blood from the back of his head. His eyes were so open that he gradually lost his spirits. His body was still twitching. He didn’t die directly at this moment.
In his mind, he replayed the picture of his life. He seemed to see those enemies, men, women and children who were abused and insulted by him, and they ran at him with their teeth bared. That instant fear filled his heart and his world finally fell into darkness.
"Don’t kill me. I can give you anything you want. Please don’t kill me." Bastian screamed and Hou Dacheng frowned and looked at Louis. "Sir, we lost five million francs because of your business."
Louis smiled. "I’ll give you 10 million. This is all my money."
"You and your son can’t live together," Hou Dasheng shrugged. "I don’t want to cheat you."
"I also know that I beg us to die quickly. This is the only requirement." Hou Dasheng nodded. "It seems that we have reached an agreement. Well, you can fuck the account now."
Hou Dasheng reported an account, and at this time Bastian was screaming, "No, father, what do you want to give him money for? He will kill us and give him money. The chef’s friends want you to promise to let us go. We can give you anything you want. We will give you ajaccio territory."
Sand looked at Bastian Hou Dasheng like an idiot at this time. If you want to kill them in ajaccio, you can still get the power to stop Hou Dasheng in ajaccio now. Obviously not, but does it make sense for Hou Dasheng to take the world of ajaccio?
Mercenaries, he can’t stay here for a long time, and the forces here are complicated. Hou Dacheng has no foundation here. It is meaningless for Hou Dacheng to take the root of ajaccio world.
Louis ignored his own words, called the bank, quoted his account and password, and then read out the account number given by Hou Dasheng. Soon Louis ended the transaction, and Hou Dasheng inquired that a sum of money had arrived in the account. He was very satisfied that he had no loss.
"Can I do the killing of Bastian?" I don’t know when Clara came to Hou Dasheng not far from them with a dead look in her eyes and a profound hatred and madness.
Hou Dacheng gave her a look, picked up a pistol from the ground and threw it to her
"No, Clara, I’m not a person. I’m a maggot in the waterway. I’m a scum. I shouldn’t have done that to your father. I shouldn’t have done that to you. Don’t kill me, for God’s sake. Please don’t kill me."
Chapter two hundred and sixty-one Human feelings want to pay me back
Clara, wrapped in sheets, looked very embarrassed, and the fire burst out in her eyes. The light gun was a little heavy for her. She took it very hard and Hou Dasheng went forward to help her tighten the sheets. "The gun should be aimed at both hands."
"My suggestion is to hit him in the head, and then you will see a bullet hole in the part where he was hit. The barrel is rifled, and when it is ejected, it will have a rotating force." Hou Dasheng whispered beside Clara, "At the moment when the bullet enters his brain, his brain tissue will be smashed. The bullet will have a huge impact with gunpowder. After the bullet rotates and smashes his brain tissue, it will make a hole about three fingers in the back of his head."
Clara took a deep breath. She held the gun in both hands, although she was shaking a little, she still held the gun.
"Don’t kill me, Clara doesn’t look at the emperor." Bastian cried like an idiot, while Louis lowered his head and couldn’t see his expression. Clara slowly put her hand in the trigger and suddenly seemed to cry. Bastian jumped to Clara.
But he knew he was dead, he didn’t want to die, he wanted to live, so at this moment he chose to jump up and fight for a chance, but Clara reacted faster than he did, just as he jumped up and an instant gun rang.
"Bang"-Bastian couldn’t believe looking at Clara. He couldn’t believe Clara actually knew how to shoot a gun. At one time, he could scare Clara, but in fact, he didn’t. His left eye was blown off. Clara chose his left eye.
The rotation of the warhead tore the eyeball, and the vitreous warhead continued to rotate, directly knocking out a blood hole the size of three fingers in the back of his head.
However, due to the red blood in the eye socket, the broken brain tissue has been ejected from his left eye socket. Bastian’s residual right eye glared with despair, unwillingness and fear, so he slowly "burst" and fell to the ground.
Hou Dacheng simply removed the Clara gun and shot at Louis’ head without asking "bang".
Play directly from Louis’s head into the fat old man body shaking a whole and then "burst" a flop down to the ground Hou Dacheng made a gesture, sand and others immediately scattered them to clean up the house may be alive.
And Clara, who killed the person, fell into a dead silence. She was as dead as a person. She didn’t cry or laugh. She was so expressionless that Hou Dacheng looked at it and sighed.
"What are you going to do?" Hou Dacheng glanced at Clara and asked. He didn’t intend to kill Clara and take her away. There is no need to owe her. Moreover, Hou Dacheng is not the practice of saving the Virgin without seeing anyone. Of course, he will do it anyway.
Clara seemed to come to her senses at this time and looked at Hou Dasheng lightly. "I didn’t know my father was dead. Before you attacked, Bastian bodyguards came in and tried to kill us, but as soon as he shot my father, you attacked. He ran away without killing me."
"I want to leave Corsica but I don’t have the money," Clara whispered with her head down. "Besides, what can I do if I leave? My father is dead now. Maybe I will go to a nightclub class and I can go there."
Hou Dasheng glanced at Clara and didn’t speak. At this time, a few people begged for mercy in the ruins, but they responded that they had guns and sand. They quickly returned to Hou Dasheng and said that they had cleaned up. Hou Dasheng got up and left. "Come with me first, maybe I can find another way for you."
Clara bowed her head and followed Hou Dasheng Sha. They looked at each other and couldn’t figure out what Hou Dasheng wanted to do, but they were very clever and didn’t ask questions. They followed Hou Dasheng quietly, but no one came here to take a look.
Hou Dasheng knew that this was Matilda’s play. Hou Dasheng drove Clara back to the hotel soon. Matilda did not leave the hotel, and she was even surrounded by her bodyguards drinking coffee in the hotel cafe.
When Hou Dacheng walked into the hotel with sand and they were covered in bloody smoke, the whole hotel atmosphere seemed to be solidified instantly. Generally, the bodyguards around Matilda were all tense. When Hou Dacheng walked in, he seemed to feel that a cruel ancient monster had entered the hotel.
That sense of crisis, that sense of oppression made him almost suffocate. His hands were involuntarily clenched and his body trembled slightly. He just killed a man and killed many people. Hou Dasheng’s body taste was completely different from usual.
Hou Dacheng walked slowly into the coffee shop, passed through the coffee shop where there were no other guests, and went straight to Matilda, and he sat down with such a big thorn.
"I’m hungry. I want a filet mignon medium," Hou Dasheng said, almost waving at the side. "Another scotch? Ask my friends what they want and get me a dress."
Then Hou Dacheng pointed to Clara. "Let’s wear it and order what she wants to eat."
From the beginning to the end, Hou Dasheng didn’t say a word to Matilda, and Matilda didn’t ask a word about Bastian’s family. She had already been informed of Hou Dasheng’s attack, and she knew that when Hou Dasheng and his men evacuated, someone had visited the scene.
They are still coming back, and Lumatilda already knows about the tragic situation of the manor. No one is alive. Oh, no, it should be said that Clara is alive. All the people left are dead. Bastian and his father can’t die any more.
The whole manor was in ruins, and there were smashed corpses and broken, dirty and mutilated bodies all over the manor. Some people were obviously patched up afterwards, which made things easy. The choice was to shoot them in the head.
As a result, almost all the bodies at the scene had a bullet hole in their heads, and several of them were obviously hidden and later found dead. They all begged for mercy or showed signs of resistance, but it didn’t seem to have any effect. They died and died miserably.
"Kaka Kaka" steak was soon brought to us, but the poor man was shaking like a sieve. Hou Dacheng glanced at the man with a frown, but he was so paralyzed, but he was "burst" and sat down on the ground.

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