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Chapter 372 Ling Chi

The deep sunken eyes of glaucoma kept flashing. Although he already attached great importance to the man in front of him, he found that he did not pay enough attention.

However, who is he a glaucoma? He has been a mercenary since he was a child and has been a mercenary career for twenty-two years. From a rookie who couldn't even hold a gun at the beginning to a glaucoma who is now ranked among the entire mercenary world.

His nickname for glaucoma is not only famous in China, but also in Southeast Asia, North America and South America, there is a legend of glaucoma. However, what he could not have imagined was that he now has hostages in his hands and is still threatened.

However, his glaucoma was able to track Ma Shin-Spirit and not be discovered for more than a month, which is enough to prove that his strength is extraordinary. During his tracking Ma Shin-Spirit, he appeared in different faces and different dresses every day. If not, how could the Ma Shin-Spirit and could not be discovered?

Although Ma Shen usually looks cynical, she is actually very smart and is completely like a pig and eating tiger.

Glaucoma focused on her eyes, staring at Ma Shen without moving, her left hand tightened Liu's shy neck, her right finger pressed against the trigger, and said in a cold tone: "Don't forget, your beloved woman is in my hand."

The glaucoma's sunken eyes were particularly gloomy. "No matter how fast your knife is, it is not as fast as my gun. There is another thing you should pay attention to. The bullets in my gun are only ten centimeters away from your woman."

Ma Ming's expression was Gu Jing Wubo, but he was really panicked. He let him calm down. Seeing Liu Nichichi pointing his gun at his temple, he couldn't calm down. However, he still controlled himself and tried not to show it.

At this moment, he found that Liu Qishi was very important to him, very important.

He let out a light breath without moving expression. The sharp knife quickly rotated in Ma Ling's hand, emitting a little cold light, which reminded the legendary Xiao Li flying knife. Xiao Li flying knife is just the most ordinary knife, but it is the most magical knife in the world. In Li Xunhuan's hands, it can defeat the enemy at any time. Xiao Li flying knife is the best. The sword light flashed, and Xiao Li flying knife was already released, and the knife was inserted into his throat. He widened his eyes and did not believe it until his death. No one could see how Xiao Li flying knife took action! No moves, fast and powerful, the focus is on the spirit, and one blow takes effect. As the saying goes, it is magical and incredible.

Glaucoma has not really experienced Li Xunhuan's flying knife, but he knows Ma Shin's accomplishments in flying knife. His seven brothers were killed by Ma Shin, three of whom died of gunfire, two died of fists and feet, and the remaining two died of swords.

Glaucoma has such a great reputation in the mercenary world, except for interpersonal relationships, and his own strength is extraordinary. His attainments in fists and feet and research on guns and swords are not perfect, but he has also entered the house. His two brothers died on the sword of Ma Ling. He could judge that it was at least ten meters away from the flying knife.

Showing life is not a martial arts novel. The flying sword of the lieutenant general is magical, but showing that in life, it can really be achieved at a distance of ten meters and fly with a knife of no more than two hundred grams. It is impossible for ordinary masters to play with swords to do it.

Glaucoma is extremely afraid of the knife in Ma Shin's hand. If Ma Shin had no knives or guns on his body just now, Glaucoma would definitely shoot Ma Shin without hesitation. However, with Ma Shin's hand holding the knife, he would not be sure.

Ma Sheng said in a cold tone: "I admit that I don't have the ability to stop you from shooting, but you also have to know that as long as you dare to shoot, you can't escape."

The knife in Ma Shen's hand flashed coldly: "At that time, I will torture you slowly."

Ma Shen walked forward a few steps, his eyes always fell on glaucoma. He picked up a cup of tea on the tea table, took a sip, and squinted his eyes: "I have learned a method of Lingchi before. He used a very small and sharp knife to place thirty kilograms of salt next to it, and sprinkled one knife with one knife and sprinkled one knife with one knife. When he cut three thousand six hundred knives, he could just sprinkle the thirty kilograms of salt. The whole process may take three or four days. The first day was cut and he could drink porridge, the second day was cut and the second day was cut and the person who was cut could drink water, and the third day could not drink anything. I can't remember how many times I did it, but I had the best grades, seventy hours, and used twenty-eight kilograms of salt and cut three thousand five hundred and forty-four knives. The grades did not meet the standards."

Liu Ni looked at Ma Ling speechlessly, thinking that this guy is really an expert in acting, and it would be a pity not to win the Oscar for Best Actor. Although the new generation has extensive training, he has never trained Lingchi, let alone Ma Ling's words of 30 kilograms of salt and 3,600 knife is so amazing.

The horse spirit played the drama to the extreme, which seemed unbelievable and difficult: "Since you already know that I love this woman very much, you should know my reaction after she died. It is not very difficult to cut 3,600 knives, but it is not very difficult to keep it alive if you cut 3,600 knives."

Although glaucoma had no expression on his face, he felt really panicked. He investigated Ma Ling for more than a month and changed his appearance every day. However, more than a month later, he still couldn't understand the details of Ma Ling.

However, he could kill his seven brothers with the spirit of horse without any flaws, and his methods were extremely fierce. Yes, he could hit Liu Cicchi with one shot, but he would also be captured by the spirit of horse.

This is a crazy man who investigated the first day of the Horse Spirit from glaucoma, and this is the first view of the Horse Spirit on him.

A crazy man, who would have thought he would do anything crazy?

Glaucoma found that today was a failure. She originally wanted to use Liu Cichi to threaten Ma Shen, but she didn't expect that Ma Shen would not buy his account at all.

Glaucoma is in a dilemma and just give up like that? This is too shameless. At least the hostage is in his own hands, and it seems that his right to speak should belong to him, right?

Glaucoma is afraid of death, a joke. There is no one in this world who is not afraid of death. Life is short and the world is not many years old. Is it just a fool to think that you live too long? Forced actions.

Isn’t glaucoma stupid? He doesn’t want to die.

At this moment, glaucoma regretted and felt aching. If I had known, I wouldn’t have exposed it so early. Then I would investigate the details of this lunatic thoroughly and clearly.

Ma Sheng narrowed his eyes and played with the knife: "I'll say it again, let her go, I won't touch you today." Then he said coldly: "I said to do it, otherwise..."

Playing with the cold knife, Ma Shi didn't say the following, but glaucoma knew what Ma Shi meant.

The glaucoma's eyes were so deep that they flashed for a moment, and they said expressionlessly: "Don't think I'm a fool. If I let her go, will you let me go? This kind of pediatrics can't deceive me."

"What do you want?" Ma Shen's cold eyes glowed, and he walked slowly step by step.
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