Chapter 490: Go kill him!
"I?"
The old mercenary looked incredulous.
A war between the two sides is imminent, and that will be a clash of thousands of people.
Who knows how many great figures from the Nanfeng organization are hiding in the jungle behind. What’s the point for a weakling like him to go up there?
Going to die?
The old mercenary's scalp tingled at the thought of his possible end.
"Why? Don't want to?"
Hei Hu's face darkened, and he said coldly: "The organization has raised you for so long, now is the time to use you, if you don't go, who will?"
The old mercenary swallowed his saliva, his face turned pale, and he looked into the depths of the jungle, and said in an almost pleading voice: "Boss Black Tiger, I have been in our organization for so long, and even if I have no merits, I have worked hard. Can you let me fight in the rear?"
"Okay." Hei Hu said coldly.
"Ah? Really?"
The old mercenary's face lit up with joy. He didn't expect that Black Tiger would be so easy to talk to today.
He had thought of a lot of words of pleading and was even prepared to hand over most of the money he had accumulated over the years, just to save his life.
But now nothing is needed. Hei Hu actually agreed to let him go to the rear. This is really an unexpected surprise.
"Hehe, then thank you, Boss Black Tiger. I will definitely..."
Chi——!
Before the old mercenary could say anything, his eyes suddenly bulged and his face turned pale.
He lowered his head tremblingly and looked at his abdomen.
A cold dagger suddenly stabbed into his abdomen, leaving only the wooden handle outside. Warm blood slowly flowed down and wet the dry ground.
After a brief numbness, a sharp pain came, and the heart-wrenching pain made the old mercenary tremble all over.
This knife was naturally given to him by Black Tiger!
Hei Hu's eyes flashed with ferocity and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He gripped the knife handle tightly, twisted it fiercely, and then pulled out the knife violently!
"ah--!"
The old mercenary howled in agony, his facial features distorted in pain.
Blood gushed out of his abdomen and his whole body arched up like a cooked shrimp. He could no longer stand and could only squat down slowly, holding his stomach. Blood continued to flow out from between his fingers.
Hei Hu licked his lips, wiped the blood off the dagger casually, and said cruelly: "If you want to go to the back, you can. There are still some sandbags missing in the back, so I will use your body to fill them."
The old mercenary opened his mouth and looked at Black Tiger in disbelief, his life breath becoming weaker and weaker.
He could never have imagined that when the enemy was about to approach, Black Tiger would actually attack people within his own organization.
Facing a powerful enemy, we should unite.
Aren't you afraid that killing people like this will cause dissatisfaction among other members of the organization, or even cause panic?
This question flashed through the old mercenary's mind, but he had no time to think about it.
The countdown of his life has begun and time is running out.
After he dies, perhaps just as Hei Hu said, his body will be dragged to the back and become a prop like a sandbag and stuffed into some fortification.
This kind of thing often happens during wartime.
When the racial wars were at their most intense, due to the poor road conditions, many human warriors had to throw the bodies of their teammates into potholes on the road in order to meet the normal driving needs of the armored vehicles.
The old mercenary's lips had turned white. He fell to the ground, trembling as he pointed at Hei Hu: "Hei Hu, you're fucking trash... Trash..."
Now, he no longer has to fear the black tiger.
He is already a dead man, you can curse him if you want, there will be no time if you don't curse him now. At least cursing him a few words before he dies will make you feel better.
"Rubbish?"
Hei Hu sneered, stepped on the old mercenary's bleeding belly, and stomped hard, causing the old mercenary to wail again.
With a cruel look on his face, he said to the old mercenary: "Yes, I am trash, and so are you. We are all trash, the only difference is that we are high-level trash and low-level trash!"
"you……"
The old mercenary's face was filled with pain, and his voice was trembling with agony.
His hands were covered in blood and he pointed at Hei Hu, but he didn't know what else to say.
"As a high-level trash, I can kill you, a low-level trash. Do you accept this? If not, you can turn into a ghost and come find me!" Hei Hu said in an arrogant tone and laughed coldly.
After saying that, Hei Hu turned his head and glanced at the other people with a cruel gaze.
Then he pointed casually at Wang Teng.
"Xiao Wu, it's time for you to contribute to the organization." His voice was harsh, with an undisguised threat, and he stared at Wang Teng fiercely.
"Oh? Is it my turn?"
Wang Teng suddenly laughed.
There was no reluctance and loneliness on his face, nor was there any trace of fear. He seemed like a different person.
Seeing him like this, Hei Hu frowned. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so he said, "Yes, it's your turn. Go outside and check out the South Wind Organization. I suspect they are just feinting in this direction to make a noise to attract our attention. The real attack may come from other directions."
After saying this, the uncomfortable feeling became even stronger.
Hei Hu felt it was a bit strange. Why did he have to explain so much to this frail guy?
Wouldn't it be enough to just force him to explore the jungle?
This is due to his personality. He will never explain things to his subordinates. He will only explain some issues to the organization's boss "Tiger", or several other people of equal status with him, such as "Green Tiger", "Blue Tiger", "Green Tiger" and so on.
"Why don't you move?" Heihu's eyes turned cold, a murderous look appeared on his face, and he stared straight at Wang Teng.
"What if I don't want to go?" Wang Teng smiled faintly and asked casually, his tone very relaxed.
"Do you want to die too?" Hei Hu asked coldly with a ferocious look on his face.
"My death is not something you can judge."
Wang Teng still smiled faintly, as if he didn't take the threat from the black tiger seriously at all.
His appearance was too abnormal for Hei Hu and the other mercenaries around him.
As a mercenary of the lowest level, the worst of the worst, a scum whose combat effectiveness is close to zero, where does he get the courage to reject Black Tiger's arrangement?
Didn’t you see that the old mercenary was covered in blood and was almost dead?
"Why? Are you getting bolder and think you can do it?"
The black tiger laughed angrily and twisted his neck, making a crackling sound.
Seeing this, the other mercenaries around them all shrank their heads, looking terrified, fearing that Black Tiger would vent his anger on them.
They had all lived underground with the old mercenary for a long time and had become good friends. But now that the old mercenary was about to die, they did not have the courage to say even a word for him.
At this critical moment, even the slightest sound could bring down the Black Tiger's wrath.
"Tell me, how do you want to die?" Black Tiger's eyes flashed fiercely. He loosened his foot on the old mercenary and slowly took a step forward with the bloody dagger in his hand. His whole aura soared with this step, like a ferocious tiger about to be out of the cage.
Ordinary mercenaries would be so frightened by this momentum that they would not dare to speak.
Those who are a little less courageous would most likely kneel down and beg for mercy on the spot, asking Hei Hu to spare his life.
And this is what Black Tiger likes to see the most.
He liked others to kneel at his feet like slaves, abandoning all dignity and begging him humbly.
This will give him a refreshing feeling of dominating life and death and becoming a god!
"Why aren't you talking? Are you scared?" Hei Hu sneered, took another step forward, and kept getting closer to Wang Teng.
But Wang Teng's expression remained normal, as if he didn't see him approaching, with a faint smile on his face.
He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but Hei Hu saw a hint of contempt in that smile, as if a giant dragon was looking down at ants.
He paused, and the uncomfortable feeling in his heart became stronger.
At this moment, someone not far away suddenly shouted: "Hei Hu, what's wrong with you?"
"Boss, someone is disobedient, it's just a small matter." Heihu turned around and replied.
The man who spoke was the boss of the organization, a man codenamed "Tiger".
Tiger came over and saw the old mercenary lying on the ground. He glanced at the bloody dagger in Black Tiger's hand and couldn't help but frowned and said, "Why did you kill him directly?"
"In extraordinary times, killing one person is a warning to the rest." Hei Hu replied.
"Did it work?" Tiger glanced at Wang Teng, "Is there anyone else who is not obedient?"
"Yes, it's this Wu Yong." Heihu pointed at Wang Teng. In front of the tiger, his expression was not as fierce as before, and he was much more restrained.
"he?"
The tiger frowned and looked at Wang Teng.
Of course he knew Wang Teng. After all, it was he who arranged for Wang Teng to feed the slaves underground.
As the boss of an organization, remembering the appearance and name of every mercenary is the most basic thing.
If he can't even do this, there's no point in him being the boss.
"Xiao Wu, in an emergency, Black Tiger has the right to deal with everyone under him." Tiger said calmly, "If you don't obey orders, he can still kill you, understand?"
"I understand." Wang Teng smiled faintly.
"That's good to know."
Tiger spoke indifferently and didn't take the matter to heart, thinking it was just a minor conflict.
Just as he finished speaking, the communicator on his body suddenly rang.
It was Wang Zhong, the town leader, who called.
Wang Zhong stood on the high platform in the square and saw the situation here through the monitor. He asked, "Tiger , what's going on here? The enemy is coming, don't dawdle!"
"It's just a small matter. One of our members was disobedient." Tiger answered, picking up the communicator.
"Which member?" Wang Zhong frowned and stared at the monitor.
"The one sweeping the floor."
"It's him again?"
Wang Zhong looked unhappy. He usually wouldn't remember such low-level mercenaries.
But yesterday morning, when Wang Teng was sweeping the floor, he almost bumped into Luo Xi, the president of the Southwest Mercenary Union, who had just left the house.
This incident made him remember Wang Teng's appearance.
He stared at the monitor and soon saw Wang Teng with a faint smile on his face. He suddenly felt uncomfortable and said to the communicator: "He is always causing trouble. It is inevitable that something will go wrong at the critical moment. Kill him."
"good!"
The tiger did not refuse and agreed directly.
A trashy low-level mercenary could be killed, causing almost no loss to his organization.
And since Wang Teng is disobedient now, there is reason to kill him.
Tiger looked at Wang Teng again, his eyes became extremely cold, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his face, but he did not do it himself. Instead, he looked at Black Tiger.
Hei Hu understood what he meant, smiled cruelly, and gently wiped the dagger in his hand.
" Xiao Wu, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but even if you want to die, you shouldn't use this method." He slowly stepped forward, "I still have the same question as before, how do you want to die?"
"It's not your turn to ask me this question." Wang Teng said with a faint smile.
"Yeah?"
Black Tiger smiled even more cruelly, approaching Wang Teng and asking, "Am I not qualified to ask you? Who do you think can ask you, him?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Su Xia who was standing beside him.
From just now until now, the other mercenaries have lowered their heads out of fear, and some have even taken a step or two back.
But Su Xia neither retreated nor lowered his head, his face remained calm.
His appearance also made Hei Hu very uncomfortable.
What happened today?
Another one who is not afraid of death?
Hei Hu likes to see fear and humility in others, and doesn't like Su Xia's calm look, so he points directly at Su Xia, intending to drag Su Xia into this trap and find an excuse to kill him together.
"How is it? Does he have the right to ask how you died?" The black tiger smiled cruelly and licked the corner of his mouth, seeming to enjoy the feeling of getting closer to his prey.
In the back, Tiger saw what Black Tiger was thinking, but he did not stop him and just let Black Tiger act.
Extraordinary times indeed call for extraordinary measures.
People who don't obey orders and don't fear their superiors will sooner or later cause trouble.
On the high platform in the square in the distance, Wang Zhong watched this scene coldly through the monitor, and also had no intention of stopping it.
Even after the incident with the Nanfeng organization was over, he planned to edit the video footage from the surveillance camera and distribute it to various mercenary organizations to intimidate those lower-level mercenaries and let them know the price of disobedience.
"I'm asking you a question, why don't you answer?" Hei Hu was holding a bloody dagger and was only two steps away from Wang Teng.
To his surprise, Wang Teng actually nodded, put away the faint smile on his face, and his expression became extremely serious.
Then, Wang Teng replied: "You are right, he is indeed qualified to ask how I died."
"oh?"
This answer not only surprised Black Tiger, but also surprised Tiger.
The tiger frowned and looked at Su Xia carefully, but did not sense any spiritual energy fluctuations or any threat.
He knew Su Xia's current identity. He was just a warehouse manager before and had no fighting ability at all.
"Just him?"
Hei Hu really wanted to laugh this time and pointed a knife at Su Xia.
Two months ago, when Qiao Tu was demoted, he also knelt in front of him and humbly took out his work permit from his feet.
In his eyes, Qiao Tu and Wu Yong were just ants.
"It seems like you two have been getting along pretty well in the past two days underground."
Hei Hu suddenly thought of something very interesting. His face became even more cruel, and he sneered and said, "Since you said so, I will satisfy you."
As he said that, he suddenly threw the dagger in his hand forward and in front of Su Xia.
"Go, kill him!" Hei Hu pointed at Wang Teng and gave Su Xia a cold order.
"I?"
Su Xia also laughed.
