Free Soldier King Mixed Country

The newly appointed boss is pleading with Xiao Yi, who is about to die, as long as Xiao Yi can spare his life, Drake can agree to any conditions.

"It's too late, Drake, you have seized Moro's position. These must be ended in the last one."

Xiao Yi held another silver needle between his fingers and pinched Drake's mouth. The silver needle pierced Drake's tongue.

As a result, Drake could no longer say a word, Drake's eyes widened, and a magical scene appeared.

In front of Xiao Yi, the facial muscles were changing rapidly, and Drake soon felt that he was looking in a mirror, and another himself appeared in front of him.

Xiao Yi changed into his appearance, took a black cloth bag and put it on Drake's head.

"Don't worry, I will send you on the road."

Dragging Drake's body and walking out of the room, the four bodyguards outside the room had been eliminated by War Spears a long time ago.

Next, a wonderful scene was staged in Drake's private residence. Someone revealed the news in advance that the former mafia boss will be hanged here tonight.

This has also become the focus of attention tonight. Everyone is looking forward to what the former Mafia boss Moro will end up with.

In the private manor, in an empty square, two pillars were erected, with a beam placed between them.

A rope hung from the beam, and under the crowd, two subordinates of the Mafia escorted one to the stage.

This person was wearing a hood, unable to see his face clearly, and the atmosphere of the air became extremely terrifying.

Next, ‘Drake’ appeared on the side of the main seat, and today it is up to him to announce that Moro will execute the hanging.

"Identification, execution!"

With an order, the two people on the stage took off their headgear, and the face of'Molo' appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone watched this scene, and at this moment'Moruo' was struggling. He wanted to tell everyone that what he saw before his eyes was an illusion.

He is not Moruo, but the appearance of Moruo by Xiao Yi. The real Moruo is dead, he is Drake!

It's a pity that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't make any noise. The two people on the stage clasped'Moruo''s arm and walked to the rope.

A special execution rope was wrapped around his neck, accompanied by a gesture of "Drake" on the stage.

Pulling down a wooden stake on the stage, the wooden plank stepped on by the person who was executed suddenly sank, and the person on the stage lost its support.

Under the action of gravity, the body is continuously pulled downwards, but there is a rope around the neck, and the feet are kicking randomly, and there is no place to use it as a point of force.

"That's how it is for Moro, he is the last boss anyway, this way of death is really tragic."

"I don't know how many people died in his hands before, and it's retribution to end up like this."

"The Mafia in the future will be completely determined by this Drake, Drake is really cruel, if it weren't for Moro's promotion, how would he have today."

The crowd onlookers made waves of discussions, and some people even made a bet here to see how long Moro could last.

The wall fell down and everyone pushed. When Moro was beautiful, everyone was making friends with him, trying to find ways to favor Moro, the purpose is to get a share of the business here.

Now that Moro is in such a state of desolation, no one will treat him as a person, and that's what the general situation has already said.

"This guy, it turned out to be like this."

Duan Zhisheng has been paying attention to the ‘Drake’ on stage, not knowing whether this person on stage, intentionally or unconsciously, released a familiar breath.

At first he was still wondering if he felt wrong. When he saw the gesture of ‘Drake’ on the stage, he immediately understood what was going on.

There was a problem with Drake's identity, then Moro must have also changed. As expected, Drake's breath was felt on Moro's body.

"what are you saying?"

Xu Qiang was puzzled. Xu Qiang's realm in his practice was still far away, and he still didn't know what happened.

"Xiao Yi is here."

"what!"

Hearing the sound, he looked around quickly, was slapped on the back of the head by Duan Zhisheng, and then turned around.

"Don't look around, you kid won't find him, he's on the stage right now."

Duan Zhisheng whispered, Xu Qiang stared at the people on stage, but still did not see where Xiao Yi was.

"Why I still can't find it."

"Of course you can't find it. It's far in the sky and right in front of you. Now this Drake is disguised by him."

"what!"

Xu Qiang looked surprised, staring at Drake on the stage again, he could not see anything, it turned out to be Xiao Yi in disguise.

"Then who is hanged now?"

"It is the real Drake who is hanged. Someone in the killer world previously issued a reward order against Xiao Yi. I am afraid that this reward order will not be able to escape Drake."

Duan Zhisheng has also been investigating this incident, but he does not have a complete intelligence network like Natasha. Based on his own speculation, he has reached such a conclusion.

"Although Xiao Yiyuan is in Huaxia, don't forget that his means are through the sky. The situation here is already clear to your heart, and you probably already know that Drake is making your idea."

The hanged Drake on the stage, after struggling for a while, there was no movement.

The tongue is exposed and the pupils are dilated, and there is saliva flowing out of the mouth, and it has no life characteristics.

The newly appointed boss didn't have time to enjoy the feeling of being a boss, so he died in the hands of Xiao Yi.

Standing on the stage, ‘Drake’ promised Moro that he would give him a decent way to die, so he ordered.

"The body is taken down and buried thickly according to the rules!"

After giving this order, he turned around and left the scene. The subordinates of the Mafia didn't know that the dead person was the real Drake.

The coffin was already prepared, the corpse was put in it, and it was immediately sent to be incinerated and buried in the cemetery.

The banquet was still going on. At about eleven o'clock in the evening, suddenly there was a violent explosion at Drake's residence.

The explosion flattened a three-story complex building. Drake, who was resting in the room, failed to avoid the explosion and was buried in the rubble.

The scene became chaotic for a while, and the Mafia killed two bosses overnight, for the first time in history.

Freeman had no intention of participating in other activities, and took his own people with his deputy, returned to the room to rest, and would leave immediately after the banquet was over.

Today is definitely his most humiliating day. He kneeled down to Xu Qiang in front of so many people, let Xu Qiang show off the limelight, and he, the general of the Flame Mercenary Corps, directly swept the ground.

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