Chapter 184

"Boy, I asked you for the last time, who are you?" A man in a black vest held up his machete, pointed to Shen Lang, and snorted coldly: "if you don't say it, I will cut off your hands and feet now. Don't wait for your hands and feet to be cut off, and then cry about who you know and who you know. It will be too late! "

Shen Lang's face did not move, and finally he said the first sentence: "you must go up quickly. It's very annoying to walk around under my eyes!"

Several men were shocked for a moment, but Shen Lang dared to say such wild words.

"Oh, you dare to act like a bully in front of us. You're not afraid! Since you want to die, I will help you! "

The man in the black vest wielded the machete in his hand and cut towards Shen Lang's arm, with a grim smile on his face.

The machete hasn't fallen yet, and Shen Lang slowly makes a fist, hitting the man's temple.

"Dong!"

A muffled sound, the man directly flew out, a lot of blood gushed out of the mouth, nose and ears, eyes turned, directly killed.

This man was beaten to death by Shen Lang!

Shen Lang snatched the machete from the man's hands. Several other strong men swarmed up, either holding a dagger or a machete, or waving an iron bar, and attacked different parts of Shen Lang's body one after another.

Shen Lang does not dodge or hide. He holds the machete in his hand and swings it in the air for half a circle, seemingly waving it twice at will.

"Boom!" Two loud voices broke through the air. Shen Lang's machete even set off a wave of anger, which was extremely shocking.

A strong man's body was cut off by a machete!

The blood rain splashed wildly, the flesh fell, and the ground was dyed red with blood. The thick smell of blood was disgusting.

Seeing this scene, the other four strong men could not help but take a breath of cold air, showing a look of fear and horror, and could not help but step back.

But it's too late.

Shen Lang waved a few times with a machete. The heads of the two strong men were cut off directly, and the blood splashed out like a fountain.

At last, the two men were killed by a big cut in their chest.

The whole process is only two seconds. Five strong men were killed by Shen Lang with fierce means.

Shen Lang takes a deep breath and kills people again. The pleasure of killing gives him a kind of spiritual tremor and joy.

This feeling is the same as that of being a killer before. The rage will break out slowly. Shen Lang hates this feeling, but he enjoys it mentally.

In some ways, Shen Lang hates this untrue self.

The fat man who fell to the ground was scared out of his wits and his eyes were wide open.

Looking at Shen Lang holding a machete dyed red by blood, when he approached him step by step, the fat man was scared to be incontinent, opened his mouth, but found that he could not speak in fear!

Shen Lang is merciless. He holds the handle of the knife with his right hand and cuts straight.

The blood was so fierce that the fat man's body was cut in two.

Two doctors in white coats in a nearby clinic were scared to flee.

Shen Lang snorts coldly and waves two knives.

The two doctors' legs were cut in two, and their mouths were screaming.

All the people killed were those who survived. Shen Lang didn't hesitate.

Many doctors who are performing organ extraction on living people are aware of the movement and want to escape in panic.

Shen Lang went forward with a knife and cut off the legs of the doctors who took the living organs.

Kick open the door of the infirmary. Except for the people on the operating table, Shen Lang will cut down when he sees them.

The whole corridor howled and screamed, no one could escape from the palm of the waves.

Soon, the floor of the corridor was dyed red with a lot of blood. The smell of blood was breathtaking.

Walking slowly to the iron gate at the end of the corridor, Shen Lang uses a machete to cut off the lock on the iron gate and push the heavy iron gate open.

Enter, it is a large underground workshop of space.

The air was cold and humid, with a faint incandescent light and a smell of rotten meat. The environment was very bad.

The whole workshop emits a stream of chemicals, mixed with the smell of high concentration drugs.

Shen Lang looked at the things placed in the workshop, some chemical raw materials, and poppy raw materials.

This place is a drug factory. No wonder all the corpses seen in the abandoned iron and steel factories absorbed excessive drugs.

Those disabled people should be forced to process drugs. In the process, they inevitably absorb a lot of drugs, so they become that way.

When the disabled people are dying of taking excessive drugs, the drug traffickers will take their organs directly to sell money.

It's disgusting to do such a crazy thing.

A large number of disabled people are locked in rows of iron cages at the back of the workshop.

Looking at the Shen wave coming, the disabled people's faces were full of fear and fear, as if danger was coming to them.

Shen Lang walked forward slowly. These disabled people were basically young people, and there were a few 14 or 15-year-old teenagers or girls.

Maybe it's to prevent these disabled people from escaping, so the peddler will break their legs and let them work in drug processing.

No matter who Shen Lang's eyes stay on, he must be shivering and shivering with fear.

It may be that some strong men came out of an office in the back of the underground workshop when they sensed the movement.

Seeing Shen Lang swaggering around the workshop, and his work clothes covered with blood, several strong men suddenly changed their faces.

"Get him!"

After a strong drink, several strong men rushed towards the sinking wave.

A man in black also pulled a 54 pistol from his waist.

As soon as Shen Lang stepped forward, he took the machete from a strong man's hand, and the whole man took the lead in chopping towards the man in black like a gust of wind.

The eyes of the man in black were dilated. Before he could shoot, his right arm was cut off directly by the Shen wave, and the blood was raging.

"Kill him!" The other strong men saw it and shouted loudly.

Unfortunately, they only had time to say this sentence. Shen wave waved his machete like lightning and cut them towards these guys without expression!

"Wheeze, wheeze!"

Several people's bodies were cut into two parts by the Shen wave, hands, feet and limbs, trembling in the pool of blood, and their mouths uttered hoarse and frightened cries.

A line of disabled people in the cage watched the bloody scene and screamed.

Shen Lang looks as usual. He throws away his machete, takes off his bloody coat and walks out of the workshop as if nothing happened.

For Shen Lang, this action is just like a mission, but unlike previous missions, this one is for the sake of paying off the rain.