Super Special Forces King

Chapter 513

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Just as the choreographer was already shouting dry, the scar face finally appeared.

Opening the door, Scarface's hideous, distorted and nauseous face finally appeared in front of the dancer.

Seeing the dancer, he didn't say anything, and raised his leg to kick at the dancer.

The narrow space of the confinement room is not conducive to dodge, and the choreographer did not dodge.

His feet kicked fiercely on the dancer's abdomen, and the dancer threw back three steps, his back hit the wall abruptly, making a bang.

The throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood poured out from the eyes of the throat, faintly overflowing from the corner of the mouth.

The choreographer grinned, his entire teeth stained red with blood.

"Scarface, why are you hitting me? You should ask the orcs what happened, why did you keep me in the confinement room? I don't accept it!" The dancer grinned.

"Why do I want to beat you? Do I need a reason to beat you? Don't say beat you, what can I do even if I kill you now?" Scarface said coldly, leaning close to the dancer, viciously Said: "I just see you upset, is this reason enough? Even if I kill you now, no one will do to me? Believe it or not?"

The choreographer backed up two steps, lowered his head, and grinned with a grinning smile.

"Kill me? Then you kill me now! Hahaha! I believe no one can do anything to you!"

After speaking, the choreographer raised his neck, moved slightly and made a clicking sound, and then said: "Scarface, do you know that you made a mistake? You shouldn't walk into the confinement room, let alone Tell me so much, otherwise you still have a chance to kill me, but... now? You have no chance!"

As soon as the voice fell, the dancer's feet slammed backwards on the wall of the confinement room, and with the help of the force of the counter shock, he rushed towards the scar face in front of him.

Scarface didn't even realize that the choreographer dared to do something to himself.

The narrow space of the confinement room could not dodge to the sides at all. He could only retreat quickly, and quickly drew the pistol from his waist.

But two people are so close, how could the dancer give him a chance to pull out a gun.

The body slammed Scarface to the ground fiercely, his left hand gripped his back wrist with the gun, and his right hand slammed into Scarface's weakness with a fist.

Scarface snorted in pain, but he was still in danger, his knees were raised and pressed against the dancer's abdomen.

The choreographer also felt severe pain, but he knew that Scarface had already acted murderously on himself. As he walked into the confinement room, there was a murderous expression in his eyes.

So you can't use any backwards now, otherwise it is yourself that will die, and the only person who can save yourself is Beveridge, the leader of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group.

Regardless of the pain in the lower abdomen, the dancer leaned his head back, squeezed his strength, and slammed his hard forehead against Scarface's nose.

With a crisp sound, Scarface's nose was directly broken, and two rows of nosebleeds spurted out and splashed on the dancing man's forehead.

Scarface only felt severe pain and uncontrollable sorrow, tears and nasal mucus mixed with blood flowed out at the same time.

With the help of the moment when he lost the ability to resist for a short time, the dancer turned his waist and blocked his Scarface in front of him, hiding himself under him.

At the same time, he grabbed the pistol from Scarface's hand and pressed it against Scarface's forehead.

It happened too suddenly, and the flashlight room was over.

By the time the guards outside the confinement room reacted, it was too late. Both guards were holding automatic rifles, pointing their muzzles at the dancing boy, and shouted, "Immediately let go of the Scarface Chief, or we will shoot immediately!"

"Fuck you!" The dancer cursed unceremoniously.

One hand squeezed Scarface’s neck tightly, the other hand held the snatched pistol against Scarface’s temple, dragged him up from the ground, and sneered: “Do you think I’m stupid? Really? Now if I let go of Scarface, why don't you sieve Lao Tzu?"

Scarface also wakes up from the severe pain at this time, but it is difficult to breathe when he is strangled in the neck. The original voice like a metal wire is even more ugly: "What do you want?"

"Why do you ask me what I want?" The choreographer poked Scarface's temple excitedly and roared: "I want to know what you want Scarface?"

"Obviously it was an orc who violated discipline, and it was his first move in the dormitory. Why did he put me in a confinement room to see me being bullied?"

"After you come in, don't think I am stupid, I can see that you are murderous and you want to kill me!"

"Speak? Scarface, what do you really want to do?" The dancer's expression at the moment seemed to be stunned. This kind of expression was deliberately made by him. Only in this way can he conform to the current mood and not reveal any flaws.

Although Scarface wanted to kill him now, Scarface was not the boss of the blood wolf mercenary group after all. As long as he could see Beveridge, he could decide his own life and death.

The choreographer didn't expect things to go to such an extent, but since it has happened, he must find a way to survive. At this moment, hijacking Scarface to see Beveridge is the only way to survive.

"You let me go first! I promise not to kill you, I can say anything." Scarface said with difficulty.

"Fuck off. You really think I'm a three-year-old kid and believe your nonsense!" The choreographer didn't believe his words at all, and his guarantee was that the dog fart was uncountable.

He poked Scarface's temple fiercely with the muzzle, and said fiercely: "I won't believe you what you say now! I want to see the leader now!"

As he said, his eyes turned to his two guards at the gunpoint, and he said in a cold voice: "You all keep me away, or be careful that the blood from the scar is on your faces."

Scarface also used to signal the two guards to retreat. Now this guy is crazy, and he can't use the usual ideals at all. If he really angers him, he might pull the trigger and die with him. He doesn't want to die.

"Okay! Let's see the team leader."

The choreographer held Scarface and swaggered across the city, passing through the station of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps, and walked towards Beveridge's house.

The mercenaries who saw this situation along the way were extremely shocked, and then sneered secretly in their hearts.

When they first joined the blood wolf mercenary group, they were all tortured under Scarface's hands. Seeing Scarface being held hostage by the dancer, there is nothing but gloating in my heart. I can't wait for the dancer to blow Scarface's head with a single shot.

Beveridge has received the report, his face is extremely ugly, sitting on the chair, his face is gloomy as if dripping water.

The choreographer walked in with Scarface, and said first: "Head Beveridge, I don't want to see you like this, but I can't do anything. I think I have done nothing wrong, but Scarface thought To kill me, I don’t want to die yet, so I can only do this."