The Night Where the Blood Flows

"Tell the children to close their eyes."

Lott's voice was still lingering in the air. His muscles bulged.

At this moment, Lott had transformed into a bloodthirsty beast.

The gang members frantically waved their machetes forward.

This was the only way to give them a sense of security.

Lott picked up the leg that had just been broken. He blocked the machetes.

The flurry of machete movements suddenly stopped. They were overjoyed. This was the feeling of cutting into meat!

Could it be that they had hit the other party?

The gang members were secretly delighted.

Did Lott really think that he was a superman and that he could outnumber the gang members?

However, they were wrong. They retracted their machetes and found that there was a bloody broken limb.

The gangsters were shocked. The machetes in their hands almost trembled.

"Where's that d*mn thing!"

What greeted the man was not words, but a heavy punch.

The huge force hit the opponent's face, directly sinking the bridge of the nose into his face.

Like a ball of dough, it was ruthlessly kneaded by Lott. If he fell, it was unknown whether he would be alive or dead.

The man next to him was shocked by Lott's speed. He raised the steel pipe and swung it at Lott.

However, it hit an afterimage.

A big hand grabbed the man's wrist. Before he could react, the steel pipe was stabbed directly into his chest.

How fast was the speed!

Blood spurted out from the gap of the steel pipe.

Lott turned around and came behind the burly man. With a "whoosh", he pulled out the steel pipe stuck in the chest.

The blood flow could no longer be controlled. A large amount of blood spurted out from the wound in his chest.

The burly man could not stop it with his hands. It was spurting like a fountain of blood.

Soon, the burly man fell to the ground and began to convulse.

With the bloody steel pipe in his hands, Lott looked for his next target. The muscles in his arm suddenly exerted strength.

Lott blocked a steel pipe that was swinging toward him. The steel pipe, which was wrapped by a huge force, was directly hit back by Lott with an even greater force.

The momentum did not decrease and it directly hit the opponent's skull. A clear stick mark appeared on the burly man's forehead.

The skull was directly smashed into pieces by the huge force. It had formed a groove.

The man's eyes were bloodshot as if they were about to explode. He fell. He was about to die.

Three more people were killed at once.

Many people were afraid.

One of the strong men took out his pistol.

"You like to fight, don't you? No matter how fast you are, can you be faster than bullets?"

Facing this strong man with a gun, Lott only had calmness in his mind. The more dangerous the situation was, the more he could remain calm.

Lott's extremely high battle instinct made him want to do a crazy challenge.

Seeing the motionless Lott, the strong man's expression was a little crazy. ..

"Run! Why aren't you running anymore!

"I have a gun! You piece of trash, if you dare to move, I'll shoot!"

"Only three seconds.

"I only need three seconds to deal with you."

Lott held the steel pipe and machete in an X formation to block in front of him.

"D*mn it! How dare you threaten me! Go to hell!"

"Bang."

The flames from the muzzle lit up. At this time, Lott also moved. His eyes were desperately looking forward until a point appeared in his eyes.

Lott wanted to make sure if he could see the trajectory of the bullet. Sure enough, he could see it with his full strength.

Tightening his arms, Lott blocked the path of the bullet with the steel pipe.

"Clak!"

A sound of sparks came from the contact of hard objects. Then, Lott turned around.

Using Lott's core strength and the centrifugal force of his arms, he swung the machete. The opponent saw a cold light flash through the darkness. He raised his pistol to block.

"Whoosh!"

Lott's body spun and fell to the ground.

Blood was dripping quietly from the tip of the machete.

Behind Lott.

All the objects blocking in front of the gangster were cut in half.

The strong man's eyes were filled with fear and disbelief. Before he could react, half of his had fallen off.

The pistol was also cut in half and even the fingers holding the gun were not spared.

From the outside, one could still see the brain still functioning.

Red, white, and yellow, all shot out at once.

Like a river that had burst its banks, the air was filled with the stench of blood.

"F*ck! Is this still a f*cking human! Even bullets can't kill him!"

"Who the f*ck is he! He has the same ability as the devil!"

"Help! This place has become like hell. Let's call the police!"

"Are you an idiot! We're gangsters! Why call the police!"

Suddenly, someone came to a realization.

He was Lott, the man they were looking for! This was the f*cking Lott that the boss was looking for!

Everyone's spirits were lifted.

However, facing the blood and broken limbs on the ground, Lott's eyes were filled with killing intent.

No one dared to attack.

Nonsense!

If guns could not kill him, how could they capture him!

"Tell me, where's Adam!"

Lott shook off the blood on his blade. He asked impatiently.

Seeing that no one answered him, Lott twisted the man's neck.

"Let me see, is your mouth or my blade is tougher."

...

In the dim bar.

Music and alcohol filled the hall.

Countless men and women were here to relax their nerves including Adam. He was currently busy on both his left and right.

One hand was smoking marijuana and the other hand was touching the fat buttocks of the beautiful woman beside him.

With a wave of teasing, a wave of tender laughter followed.

Adam was also laughing.

Thinking about how to humiliate Bieber after capturing Lott, his mood became incomparably good.

"Bang."

Black Shadow was thrown on the table in front of Adam, making a dull sound.

As the room was dimly lit, Adam could not see what it was in front of him. He stretched out his hand to grab it.

It was furry and wet.

What was this thing?

At this moment, a beam of light from the stage landed on Adam's hand.

A human head with its eyes open!

It was the number one thug in the gang.

Adam was so scared that his hands trembled.

"What the f*ck... What the f*ck is this?"

Adam shook his hand, completely unaware of what had happened.

A shadow appeared in front of Adam's table.

At this moment, Adam reacted. He lifted the table.

Adam used the two beauties on his left and right to block in front of him. After rolling to the sofa with both his legs, he felt that there was a gun on his chest!

The table collapsed with a loud bang.

The alertness that Adam had developed over the years reminded him that he was in danger.

"Hey, brother, who sent you, Bieber? I'll pay double!"

Adam's reaction was quite fast and he was also very experienced.

This kind of assassination work was usually done by bounty hunters and it was all for the sake of money.

"Me? You should be very familiar with my name.

"Lott!"

Adam's eyes instantly contracted.

This was Lott that the Ian Family wanted to kill?

The intelligence report did not say that he was so difficult to deal with!

At this moment, Adam's mood turned sour. He wished that he could dig out Bieber's ancestral grave!

As expected, if Bieber had a good idea, he would not think of Adam!

This time, Adam was fooled!

"Hey, brother, we also received money from the Ian Family to do things. Can we quit?"

Adam said sincerely to Lott.