Chapter 322 (1/2)

”Since you are from meteor street, you should know that many of us don't know our birth date.” Wokin said flatly, ”I don't know what you want to do, but you can't win even if I give you more perfect information!”

Wojin said with a pause, ”I only know the birthdays and blood types of some of them Now tell me, how did you get our hiding place? ”

”Ha ha, it's easier than you think!” Qin Lun wrote down the information provided by Wo Jin in the death list and said with a smile, ”you guys are powerful and arrogant. You look down on gangs, right?”

”Go on!” Wokin said quietly.

”So, after you attacked the auction, when you left in a hot-air balloon, you didn't use any tricks, but flew directly to the hiding place. You feel that even if you are overtaken by gangs, you can kill them and return safely. ” Qin Lun's eyes flashed a cold light and said with a smile.

”In addition, as a thief, you can only choose a deserted urban area with few people. As long as I judge the flight direction of the balloon correctly, it's easy to find out your general hiding place from that direction! Now, are there any questions? ”

Wojin's eyes showed a trace of surprise, and he grinned, ”what a smart man! You remind me of the commander! Hehe, join the tour, I will be your recommender. ”

”Oh, no way. I have promised to help him eliminate the mirage group!” Qin Lun shook his head and said regretfully.

”Who is it, the chainman?” Said wokin coldly.

”No, it's my brother Joey. In fact, he's been shouting to see you, which makes me have a headache!” Qin Lun showed a strange smile, his eyes suddenly turned red.

”At last!” Joey licked his lips, looked at wojin, who was lying on the medical table, and with a bloodthirsty smile, turned to turn off the surveillance camera in the room.

”Oh, it's a monster!” Wokin did not see the tyranny of Joey. Instead, he had a cheerful smile on his face.

”You're going to die!” Joey grinned and stared into the eyes the size of a golden bell.

This man really came from meteor street, is our kind, he did not lie. Fellows, I'm going to die!

Wokin turned his head and stared calmly at the ceiling, ignoring Joey.

”Oh, I can't stand it...” Looking at the peaceful wojin, Joey trembled with excitement, covered his face and faltered, ”Qin Lun, can't you really make him an angel Well, well, it's too hurried to enjoy But, you remember, the next one, the next one must make time. ”

After entering the broken sky for such a long time, Qin Lun is not the only one who has been affected by the experience of alien world, but also joy has gradually made some changes. Although it's still violent and bloodthirsty, sometimes I have to worry about the overall plan due to my paranoid and wanton temperament.

This is not Joey's fear of death, but the killer thinks that some time's concession can make him get more and better enjoyment in the back. By contrast, this compromise is not so intolerable.

Joey smiled cruelly, his arm shook, and the evil dagger slipped down his sleeve and plunged into wojin's chest. Considering wokin's strong body, Joey infused a lot of power into the dagger.

However, what he didn't expect was that the evil dagger stabbed into the chest of wojin without any hindrance, as if the body comparable to steel suddenly turned into a cream cake.

”Hum!” Wojin snorted, his face twitched slightly, but his eyes were still calm, as if he could not feel the approaching of death.

From the first sight he saw Joey, he had the consciousness of death. Wojin is not afraid of death. He just regrets that he didn't get the information back.

My friends, I hope my death will remind you that this time We are in danger!

”Haha!” Joey yanked the dagger, and there was a blood line from wojin's chest to his abdomen. The blood flowed from his body like a spring.

”Cough!” Wojin coughs violently, the corner of his mouth drips with bubbles of blood foam, and his calm eyes slowly lose their divine color.

Joey put down the dagger, put his hands into wojin's chest, grabbed the open sternum, and jerked it to both sides

”Squeak!” Qin Lun opened a slit in the basement door, squeezed it out and closed it again.

There are ten minutes left. It's almost time! Qin Lun glanced at the people talking in the small hall outside the door, his fingers moved slightly, and a small camera in disguise was quietly shot into the corner by him, looking like a piece of inconspicuous gravel.

”Eh, where's the Coola pickup?” Qin Lun looked around and asked.