Third Uncle made a gesture.

Ant understood.

He walked straight up, then twisted these people's necks twice with both hands.

Just broke their necks.

Living people are too noisy, only the dead are quiet.

Third Uncle glanced at his watch, a dozen kilometers away, it shouldn't take many minutes before Li Yu and the others arrive.

Ten minutes later.

The Jackals outside, observing the surroundings suddenly said: "Someone's coming."

Third Uncle heard him, and gestured to Ant and Old Qin.

The three quietly approached the window, looking at the house opposite, which was originally the Motorcycle Gang's guard post.

Vroom!

A car stopped.

Three people got out of the car.

"You know Third Boss is coming, yet insisted we come over first to check the situation."

"Don't mention it, since we're closer to this guard post, it's proper for us to come over. We haven't contacted anyone at the post all the way here, probably something really happened."

One man in a red shirt, with his hair in dreadlocks.

After getting off the car, he shouted towards the post: "Old bastard, what are you doing there, why can't we reach you on the walkie-talkie!"

No response.

The skinny man beside him fearfully said: "Could ghosts have caught them?"

"Ghosts, my ass, you believe in that crap."

The dreadlocked man slapped him.

"Old Dog, tell Fourth Brother and Third Brother that we've arrived."

A sleazy-looking man, covered in chains, nodded after hearing this, took out a walkie-talkie from his pocket, about to press down.

In a split second.

A Flying Knife pierced through his palm, blasting the walkie-talkie apart.

"Ah! My hand."

The dreadlocked man and others turned to look behind, seeing this scene, their scalp tingled.

The Flying Knife was too fast, they didn't notice where it came from.

Turning swiftly, they saw a person suddenly appear in front.

This person was only ten meters away.

Casually walked over.

The dreadlocked man stared in horror at the suddenly appearing man, trying to draw a gun from his waist.

Swish swish swish!

Three Flying Knives each stuck into his palm, shoulder, and thigh.

Clatter, the gun fell to the ground.

Beside them, the skinny man and the one called Old Dog quickly stepped back a few paces upon witnessing this.

The Jackals in front smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, just need to ask a few questions."

"Where are you coming from? Any news you received?"

"Hiss! You're done for, dare to go against our Motorcycle Gang, you're surely dead." The dreadlocked man, after the shock, stared angrily and resentfully at the unimpressive man before him.

Then shouted to the two behind him: "He's alone, let's take him down, kill him."

Old Dog, clutching his left hand over his right palm, grimacingly trying to pick up a knife.

The other skinny man held a Wolf Fang Club, glaring angrily at the Jackals. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Don't waste time." Third Uncle emerged from hiding and said.

"Alright."

The Jackals charged, wielding a small knife, swiftly severing the tendons of these men's hands.

Third Uncle walked in slowly, looked at them and asked: "Where did you come from? Answer the question."

"Fuck you."

Thud!

Third Uncle stomped down hard with his boot.

The dreadlocked man's head burst like a watermelon.

Too brutal.

The nearby Old Dog saw this scene, his eyelid twitched, looking at the red and white substance, the white should be brain matter...

"Will you speak?"

Old Dog rolled his eyes, hurriedly said: "We came from the west, just passing by."

Hiss——

Third Uncle swiftly stabbed the Dagger into his throat, the action quick and smooth.

Thud!

Old Dog fell to the ground, blood seeping out from his throat.

Third Uncle then looked at the last man.

The skinny man, originally drawn by the benefits of the Motorcycle Gang, heard he could survive, and there would be girls.

The brainwashing effect wasn't strong yet.

Seeing Third Uncle's gaze, coupled with killing two men without reason, his aura terrified him.

He quickly trembled and spoke: "From the north, Motorcycle Gang Oil Village, over three hundred people there, managed by Fourth Boss, we all call him Brother Liu Si. We heard Third Brother's news about no contact here, suspected trouble, so we came to check."

.......

Motorcycle Gang's total number, can't say, I don't know.

I was kidnapped by them, didn't want to join them, I'm innocent, let me go, this pitiful person. Boohoo...I miss my mom."

At first, he spoke stop-and-go, later speeding up like a wind-up toy.

Then slowly slowed down, and when he reached a certain point, he began to get sentimental, finally getting emotional, tearful, causing pity.

From panic to pain, from pain to regret, then to pleading.

Making Third Uncle and others feel like watching a play.

After listening, Third Uncle gestured to the Jackals to take him aside, this was the first one willing to cooperate, can't kill him easily.

Then took out the walkie-talkie to contact Li Yu.

Asked where they were now.

Meanwhile, the Jackals packed the skinny man and took him to the house nearby.