The Cold President's Best Master

Now, the blood and brains on the ground, as well as the bodies of seven headless men, surround the bald man, the killer leader.

The bald guy's bare forehead was full of cold sweat and trembling. He wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, but he knew that the little white face in front of him would not spare him. His end might be more terrible than the seven.

Simply, he won't beg for mercy.

But the blood and brains in that place, as well as the broken heads of his companions, made him very frightened.

But excessive fear suppresses fear and makes people look not afraid at all.

He shouted madly, "you fucking punch me now! Kill me! Ah!"

He shouted so madly that he even hoarse. It seems that only in this way can he drive away the boundless fear at the bottom of his heart.

Lu Chong didn't stretch out his fist, but slowly said, "kill them, they are all ugly, and they all deserve to die! And if you can tell the people behind the scenes, you may die more painfully, or even don't have to die!"

The bald guy smiled darkly: "you think we are the kind of third rate organization. You want to know what's behind the scenes. Dream!" he said. The bald guy's mouth should be closed and his upper jaw should bite to his lower jaw, as if he wanted to bite something.

At the critical moment when his teeth were about to close, Lu Chong's fist hit him hard on the chin.

With a crisp click, the bald man's chin was interrupted by Lu Chong's punch and could no longer bite.

Originally, the bald guy's chin protruded forward, a bit like Uncle Benshan's pig waist face and a bit like Chen Weimin's crescent face. He was interrupted by Lu Chong's punch. The whole person looked much better.

However, at present, he certainly won't care about his appearance, because his chin was broken by Sheng Sheng, and he almost fainted in pain.

At this time, Lu Chong's hands were like electricity, his hands were up and down, pinched his two lips, pulled up and down, stabbed, and the bald man's upper and lower lips were completely torn. Now it's hard for him to close his mouth.

The bald guy's chin was broken, his lips were torn, and he scratched his heart and liver in pain.

Then, Lu Chong threw another punch on his gums, splashed and dropped more than a dozen teeth.

One of them is a black tooth.

When the bald guy saw the black tooth fall to the ground, he couldn't help but feel deep fear in his crazy eyes. He obviously didn't expect that Lu Chong knew his trick, and his action was so fast.

Lu Chong scoffed at the bald guy: "bald donkey, you're not a tooth, but a poison capsule. It's potassium cyanide. Once you bite it, you'll die. Then I can't ask anything, right? I have to say that your organization is too backward. The Oriental people used it a hundred years ago, and you still have some tricks a hundred years later. I'm a little disappointed!"

Potassium cyanide, a white round hard mass, crystalline powder, is highly toxic. The wound contacting the skin or inhaling a trace of powder will be poisoned and die immediately. Basically, taking 50mg orally can cause sudden death.

Turing, the idol of Apple founder Steve Jobs and a pioneer in the field of artificial intelligence, died after eating an apple contaminated with potassium cyanide. Therefore, some people say that the apple pattern designed by Steve Jobs is to pay tribute to Turing.

I thought I could protect the whole body and keep the guest's secret. Unexpectedly, Lu Chong punched out the poisonous teeth with potassium cyanide.

The bald man stared at Lu Chong angrily: "you forced me! You forced me! Then I'll burn jade and stone with you!"

Although his jaw was broken, his lips were torn, and his teeth were knocked out, he could still utter hoarse and vague words.

After putting down the cruel words, the bald man's eyes suddenly became vicious and cruel. His palms worked hard and seemed to want to pinch something.

At the moment when his fingers were about to pinch, Lu Chong suddenly grabbed his wrist and folded it towards the back of his hand.

It's like this again. It sounds very harsh and creepy. The bald man's wrist is broken in the opposite direction.

His palm could no longer be kneaded, his palm opened loosely, and a black thing fell down.

Lu Chong knew it was a remote control, the remote control of the remote bomb.

He flew up, crushed the remote control, and then looked at the bald guy with a joking face: "yes, it's one more move than the Oriental people in those years. He played a human bomb. Unfortunately, this is also the rest of the bad moves played by other organizations. For me, it's like a child playing at home."

The bald man looked stunned: "how can you know..."

By this time, the bald man's nerves were almost broken. Severe pain came from his chin, lips, gums and wrists, which made him painfully realize that he had no cards left and that he had become a fish to be slaughtered.

At this time, he has completely lost his madness just now, and all he has left is fear. Like a fish stranded on the shore, the whole person is completely depressed.

But then Lu Chong's next action made the bald man more frightened.

Lu Chong's hand was as fast as lightning and suddenly stretched out to the bald man's stomach.

His slender white fingers, which looked like pianists, were even more terrible than the robot terminator. He broke the bald man's clothes at once, and then pulled a piece of flesh and blood from the bald man's belly.

It was a round ball with a black skull on it.

The bald man was convinced this time. He was like a dog with a broken spine. He lay on the ground, breathing heavily and all over his body. There was no place without pain.

Now he has only one emotion for Lu Chong, that is fear. His emotion is completely filled with fear.

He looked at Lu Chong like a demon God killed from hell.

He has seen his miserable ending!

At this time, he even envied his seven colleagues. They were simply smashed in the head by Lu Chong. In fact, they died happily, because they could not feel the pain.

But he unfortunately realized that the demon God in front of him suffered from head to foot. Life is better than death!

Lu Chong picked up the ball with the black skeleton pattern, glanced at it and smiled contemptuously: "it's from the black skeleton killer group. It's interesting. It let you run away a year ago. Now..."

The bald man saw his origin when he heard Lu Chong. He was frightened and surprised in his eyes. What was the origin of this little white face? It was incredible that he could see that he had a bomb, quickly find the place where the bomb was hidden, recognize the bomb and know the name of his organization!

Lu Chong took out another toothpick and plunged it into a big hole in the back of the bald man's head.

Then, the bald man convulsed all over.