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Chapter 1191 The cruel devil

"court death!"

Seeing that Qin Muran was like this, the masked black-clothed leader was immediately angry. He stepped out and rushed towards Qin Muran like a strong wind.

"boom!"

The speed was so fast that the whistling sound of wind came to my ears.

"boom!"

The masked black-clothed leader turned into a knife in his hand and slashed straight down towards Qin Muran's neck.

The speed is so fast and the power is so great that if you are hit by this palm knife, you may faint in an instant.

When he thought of Qin Muran's appearance after he was hit by a knife, the corners of the masked black leader's mouth began to rise up unconsciously.

But, for only one second, his smile stopped on his face after only one second.

Because his palm knife had already stopped in the air.

Qin Muran's two casual fingers clamped his palm.

"Um?"

The masked black-clothed leader exerted his arms and struggled wildly, and his face turned red because of the struggle, but his palms seemed to be pinched by iron pliers. No matter how hard he struggled, it would be useless.

"Is this palm knife just like this? It seems that he is a master of Taekwondo!"

As soon as an expert takes action, he knows if there is any. The attack of this man's palm knife just now is a typical Taekwondo attack. How could Qin Muran not bear it?

"Haha, I'm curious now why you came here to kill people. Don't worry, I will save you a life!"

Qin Muran's voice was very cold, but the next second, he took the initiative to attack.

"Click!"

Qin Muran exerted force with two fingers, and the masked black leader's palm suddenly could not bear the power coming from between Qin Muran's fingers, and directly cracked his palm.

A heart-wrenching pain rushed to the head of the masked leader in black, and even a strong man like him couldn't help but scream.

It hurts, it is hard to describe the pain. He really wants to take back his injured palm, but no matter how he moves, even if his hands are broken, Qin Muran still has no intention of letting him go.

"Aren't you going to tear me apart just now? Now I'll let you feel the feeling of tearing your arms apart!"

As he said that, Qin Muran's mouth raised slightly, and a fierce light suddenly burst out from his eyes. At the same time, he loosened his fingers and marched along the wrist of the masked black leader and grabbed his arm.

"What?!"

The masked black leader's brain was now blank because of the severe pain from his palms. He had no time to react and had no time to breathe in pain. How could he think of these things!

However, his surprise would not stop Qin Muran from taking action. At this time, Qin Muran's palm had firmly clamped his arm.

"Let me go!"

Seeing that the masked black leader was not good, he hit Qin Muran with another intact hand like a conditioned reflex.

Qin Muran raised his hand to block it, blocked the attacking fist, and at the same time flipped his hand and raised it up again. Suddenly, both arms of the masked black leader were clamped.

"Now, the show begins!"

Qin Muran's mouth raised, his eyes full of playfulness.

His interest fell into the eyes of the masked black leader, like a devil.

"No...no!"

Although the masked black-clothed leader could not see his appearance clearly, he could see endless fear from his eyes.

That kind of fear even seemed to see death without any light of hope.

"If you say no, just don't want it? Then I don't have any face!"

Qin Muran said for granted.

The arm wrapped around the masked black-clothed neckline suddenly exerted force, and then lifted it backwards.

"ah!"

A roar that could penetrate the sky broke through the roof and spread into the darkness.

Qin Muran used brute force to pull the masked black-clothed leader's arms directly off his arms in blood.

Countless blood sprayed out from the two wounds on his arms like a fountain, dispersing around like a celestial girl scattering flowers.

"Bang!"

Losing Qin Muran's clamping and losing both arms, the body of the masked black-clothed leader lost balance and fell backwards.

"I really want to know what you want to do!"

Qin Muran used his energy and directly tore off the masked black leader's mask.

"Um?"

Qin Muran looked at the man in front of him with a familiar look, but he just couldn't remember it.

"Tell me, why did you kill the people here!"

Qin Muran looked at the man and asked faintly.

"I can't say anything!"

The masked black-clothed leader was very strong. Even though his arms were destroyed by Qin Muran, he still held his head up and didn't say anything.

"I won't say it, right? I forgot to tell you, my greatest ability is to interrogate people! How many stubborn people have told me that they are strong and honest, but when I take action, they still attack them in an instant?"

Qin Muran smiled. It was not the first time he had seen the masked black leader's reaction, so it was normal.

Even in a TV series, bad people are punished, don’t they have to talk hard first?

However, he met Qin Muran!

The harder you are, the more you suffer.

"Haha, don't you say that, right? Thank you very much for ruining all CCTV. In this way, I can rest assured to attack you!"

Qin Muran smiled and looked at the masked black leader on the ground and said.

"Click!"

After the words came, Qin Muran stepped on the legs of the masked black leader.

A crisp sound of bone cracks came from my ears. Just this kick was stepped on the ankle part, and the ankle could not bear the force and was comminuted fractured.

"ah!"

The pain in the arms had not yet dissipated and numbness, and another severe pain came from the ankles. The masked black leader could not bear the impact of the pain and fainted.

"I fainted now! I thought it was so tough! It really doesn't work! But, do you think it's okay to faint? With me here, you want to wake up anytime and anywhere!"

Qin Muran looked at the masked black-clothed leader who fainted, squatted down, pressed several acupoints on his body with one finger. The masked black-clothed leader who had already fainted and had no sense of consciousness, coughed after Qin Muran pressed the acupoint, and slowly opened his eyes again.

"I...I'm not dead?"

The masked black leader looked around suspiciously.

"Of course, death is such a great relief for you, how could it be so easy to make you die!"

Qin Muran's cheek was reflected in the eyes of the masked black leader, which scared him to his eyes wide.

"If I want you to faint, you have to faint. If I don't want you to faint, you can't decide!"

Qin Muran said domineeringly.

"You...who are you!"

The masked black leader asked in a trembling voice.

"I should ask this! I didn't ask you, you dare to ask me!"

Qin Muran said, stepping on his other leg without hesitation. In an instant, all the limbs of the masked black leader were destroyed.

"Ah!!! You devil!"

The masked black-clothed leader roared in pain.

"I've answered correctly. I still have a lot of fun waiting for you. If you don't want to experience it, just tell me the truth!"
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