With a bang, the body of the subordinate whose throat was cut by the dagger suddenly flew backwards! Blood spilled out from the wound on his neck like a solid red line. The wide eyes before his death fully demonstrated his unwillingness!

A figure flew in and stepped on Oshimamaru's chest before he got up from the sofa! The cold steel knife pressed against Oshimamaru's neck. As long as the sharp blade was sent forward a little more, Oshimamaru would end up with the body lying next to his sofa!

Oshimamaru looked at the steel knife on his neck in shock, glaring at the ghost hand that was stepping on his chest: "Did you kill the ghost knife? This is his knife. Unless it is dead, it will never leave his hand!"

Ghost Hand sneered, pressing Oshimamaru's feet even harder! A feminine force penetrated into Oshimamaru's body like a snake, and Oshimamaru almost screamed in pain! The strange force instantly swam all over his body, as if crawling snakes kept swimming in his blood vessels and body! The numbness, itch and sore feeling made him sweat!

"Don't talk to me like this! Oshimamaru, it's time to know me now, right?" Ghost Hand said lightly, Oshimamaru grinning in pain under his feet, and he slowly retracted his strength!

As if he was exhausted, he was crawled through his body by countless snakes, and every bit of strength was taken away! When the strength disappeared, Oshimamaru's entire body collapsed!

He reluctantly raised his head, and his face covered in sweat showed deep fear: "Are you the son of Kinomaru? Is that ghost hand driven out of the house? The power of ghosts and snakes is the true teaching of your family!"

Ghost Hand nodded: "Your eyesight is not bad! Since you know it's me, then with your information, you should also know who I am now?"

Oshimamaru looked at the people who entered the room behind Ghost Hand. When his eyes fell on Nighthawk, his whole face turned white! He was trembling as if he had seen a ghost!

"You, you, why aren't you dead yet? The Demon Eye said he had killed you, and he looked at you!" Oshimamaru was so shocked that he was so shocked. If what he saw was not a ghost now, it would be even more terrifying than seeing a ghost! What kind of person is Nighthawk and what kind of means would he use to treat him? He really didn't even dare to think about it!

The military sect walked forward a few steps and stepped on Oshimamaru's chest with one kick! Although he didn't know much skill, his strength was also extremely strong. He almost stomped Oshimamaru and vomited blood on the spot!

Jun Tao smiled treacherously and suddenly slapped him! There was a Wuzhishan on Oshimamaru's face: "Little Japanese, stop talking nonsense! Don't look at who our captain is. Can you hurt this Japanese guy?"

As he said that, Junta raised his head, nodded at the ghost hand with a smile, and raised his hand to beat him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm just talking to this bastard, but I didn't say anything to you!"

Ghost Hand shrugged indifferently. He had long understood how much Chinese people hate Fusang people in their bones, especially scum like Oshimamaru who lives in dark plots all day long. Living is a shame for the entire human race!

Junta's face became faster than the summer weather. He lowered his head and replaced it with the thunder of the storm! He slapped him again, and Oshimamaru's right face, which had finally relieved, was slapped again, and it was very accurate to overlap with the slap print just now! Oshimamaru's face suddenly became swollen and even his eyes were almost blocked! The scary long scar on his face looked very ridiculous at this moment, and it was pressed on his face like a plaster!

The military sect looked like the treacherous appearance of a big spy in the movie interrogating a prisoner. He sneered and leaned over: "Boy, just ask you questions and answer them honestly! We have no patience with you. When our captain came in, he said that you should remove 18 pieces of your kid and throw them to feed the dog. You can't let you die! Do you know Lingchi? You cut three thousand pieces alive by one, and let you slowly watch yourself die in pain but can't do anything about it!"

The threat of the military spear seemed to have played a role. Oshimamaru, whose cheeks were swollen from being beaten, trembled all over, and his eyes were filled with despair and horror! His lips instantly turned purple, as if they had been frozen by severe low temperatures!

As soon as the topic changed, Junta patted Oshimamaru's cheek ambiguously and said with a smile: "But your Junta grandfather can't stand such a cruel thing! So I beg our captain, don't torture you in such pain! If you can speak well, can we have a good talk!"

Nighthawk rolled his eyes to the sky. When did he become a pervert? The military sect, which has always been rogue, became the savior! Looking at Oshimamaru begging and nodding, Nighthawk really felt that the military sect was gone!

The military sect laughed! He looked back proudly, then turned his head to Oshimamaru and said, "I want to know where that sharpshooter is? Also, where are the masters born in your organization hiding? Tell me, I can guarantee your safety!"

Junta looked at Oshimamaru with anticipation! Oshimamaru's eyes were circulating rapidly, but what disappointed Juntaru was that within a minute Oshimamaru's head was shaken into a rattle! There was no point in telling him!

"Grandma, are you playing tricks on me?" Jun Zhi jumped up in anger, and went forward and gave it to Oshima Maru with a few fierce slaps! The crackling sound of the left and right bows became the most rhythmic tone in this luxurious living room, just like playing with rhythm!

Oshimamaru's face had a soy sauce shop, and there were all kinds of colors for a while! Nobuo Kawashima who had been sitting opposite him couldn't bear to see it anymore. Even their underworld had never beaten people so badly. Judging from Oshimamaru's appearance, he probably wouldn't even recognize him!

"Okay, enough, do you want to beat him to death?" Nighthawk pulled Junjian back from behind! Junjian gasped and kicked Oshimamaru with great resentment!

He was so angry that the bastard didn't give him any face. He had made it clear that he wanted to tell the truth, but he regretted it again when the matter was about to die! Junta felt that his face was lost, and he actually teased him for a ghostly Japanese devil!

Nighthawk laughed and threw the military spear directly to the mine: "You guy is embarrassed this time! He has iron teeth and steel teeth, and he will never say anything if you torture him!"

Jun Zhi waved his fists angrily: "That depends on whether my fists are hard or his kid's mouth! Grandma, I don't believe it anymore. How capable is the Japanese devils to resist beatings? I will beat him to death!"

Nighthawk waved his hand: "I still want to know some information! If you hit him again, you can't speak. You are all veterans, so you can't greet him. You're all in your face and ask me how to ask me!"

Juntao laughed, he touched his head and said embarrassedly: "As soon as he saw the Japanese, I was excited and wished he could kill him! I just thought about hitting him in an annoying face!"

Nighthawk shook his head helplessly! At this time, Oshima Maru had been completely beaten into a pig's head, and his face was swollen and bigger than before! It was a piece of blue and purple, and it was estimated that a lot of blood stasis could be pierced with a needle!

As soon as Nighthawk walked up to him, Oshimamaru spat out a mouthful of blood with a slight sound, containing five white teeth! These were the teeth he had spent a lot of effort to take care of, and now he was spitting on the ground so worthless. Oshimaru was a little amused and crying. Why did the situation in life change so quickly!

"Oshimamaru! It's been a long time since we saw each other!" Ye Ying said with a smile, and he nodded to the ghost hand that stepped on Oshimamaru's chest! The ghost hand pulled away, temporarily regaining Oshimamaru a little freedom!

Nighthawk smiled and said, "The killer you sent is indeed very powerful. He almost killed me twice! However, the strong ones have their own strength. The Chinese people's abilities are something you will never understand!"

Oshimamaru raised his head, his eyes almost hidden by the swollen face! Blinking his eyes that hurt every time, Oshimamaru nodded vigorously and said in a hoarse voice: "I underestimated you! If you want to kill someone like you, it is not enough to send someone! All the experts in the organization must go together to be sure! It's me that I'm too negligent!"

"Damn, you dare to say it!" Juntao was not satisfied when he heard Oshimamaru's words, and rolled up his sleeves and was about to go! It was only after being pulled aside by the mines!

Nighthawk pointed to Kawashima Nobuo who was standing aside and said, "He is my friend now! You do whatever you can to achieve your goal, and even your most capable subordinates will not follow you! Do you know where you were defeated? Selfish!"

Oshima Maru was speechless: "The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. Now I'm too late to say anything. If you lose, you lose! Kill me! I have no hope!"

"Oh? Is it?" Nighthawk looked around mockingly: "I heard that you like money very much! You have done bad things all your life, just to be safe for the rest of your life? Now you are very rich, can you just let it go?"

Oshimamaru's swollen eyes moved for a moment, and Nighthawk saw that he was hesitating. Obviously, his words touched Oshimamaru a little!

Nighthawk continued to smile and said, "You can hide in any corner of the world with your money to live a kingly life, no longer have to be someone else's slave, no longer have to live in the darkness! Isn't this what you think?"

Oshimamaru continued to remain silent, his eyes flowing rapidly, thinking about the big things in his heart about where to go!

Nighthawk sneered in his heart. It seemed that the purpose had been achieved, and he just needed to add another fire!

"Muler, it seems that Oshimamaru doesn't want to cooperate with us anymore! Leave the rest to you, questioning is your best trick!" Nighthawk walked to the side in disappointment. Oshimamaru opened his eyes wide in horror, and saw Muller, who was wrapped in snakes from his neck to his arms, walked in coldly from outside the house!

"I will slowly suck your blood with ejaculation, and then let them spit the toxic blood back into your body! Don't worry, my snake is not very venomous, and you won't die immediately! It's just that you will die of ulceration within a month! This is a long process until you say what we want to know!"

After Muller finished speaking coldly, he slowly walked towards Oshimamaru! The poisonous snake spitting out the snake letter in his hand seemed to be ensuring that everything Muller said was no different, it was completely true!

Oshima Maru was creepy and screamed suddenly: "I only need to save my life! If you can promise me, you can say anything!"

Nighthawk smiled slightly: "Of course, of course, actually, I have no interest in your life!"
Chapter completed!