When I was in prison, I once met a man who fought upside down, and he told me this.
He said that in their industry, it’s always a man and a woman who open a tomb together. Why does it have to be a man and a woman? Because when someone they are not close to brings something up, the one holding the rope will often dig the person to death. .
Later, the two of them were no longer able to survive. The father went to the grave, and the son was able to drill holes in people's heads for money.
So after countless human lives and countless tragic stories, this incident turned into a son going to the grave, and the biological father pulled the rope, just because the tiger poisoned the child.
I thought it was a story. I always thought it was a story.
I didn’t expect to see it with my own eyes today.
Master Bao wants to kill Mr. Bao. Only if he dies will Cao Cao no longer have the emperor in his hands.
He felt that he had no constraints.
But I took pictures of all this. I guess Lao Qiao was watching in the 729 God of Wealth Room.
I took the phone from Sesuo and continued to sit in the van and looked at the old building that had been abandoned for a long time. He looked like an old man, approaching his twilight years.
He has no use value to young people. He can only talk endlessly and waste food.
This is the flower of sin that grows in this sinful land. It forces you to break through your own bottom line again and again and cross the thunder pond again and again.
Here, you don’t even need an ID card. Are you still afraid of getting slapped?
Here, even if you are doing the job of knocking on sap, when you see a beautiful girl walking into the alley, can you let her go?
Here, you have already enjoyed the taste of a woman, don't you envy the beautiful clothes and angry horses?
There aren't any cameras on the street anyway, right?
Who can guarantee what will happen to people once they lose their restraints?
"Mr. Bao."
The person on the phone screen spoke again.
Sesuo, Banbula, and I looked down at the same time. At that moment, I realized that Banbula had arrived, and a large number of police forces were rushing to the scene to blockade the scene. Now the entire Meng Neng military and police force was in my hands.
"Telephone."
Mr. Bao was still unwilling, so he said this to the leader.
"well."
The leader sighed and handed over the phone.
After Mr. Bao took it, he quickly dialed a number, and then continued to wait...
"Sorry, the number you dialed is not in the service area..."
I didn’t understand the meaning of the words that came over the phone, but I guess they were words that could make people go crazy instantly.
Because Mr. Bao chose to hang up the phone without any intention to communicate. After dialing the phone number just now, he got the same answer.
He stood there so angry that his hands were shaking.
Mr. Bao, who dominates the world and is invincible, never thought that his life would end in the hands of his son.
The nested chest lifted up. I thought this was his last dignity. I asked the pinhole camera installed in the body armor to change from a downward shooting angle to a straight one. At that moment, the leader raised his Got a gun...
Master Bao chose to refuse to communicate. He even dared to kill his own father, but he did not dare to stop Bao Master to say a few words at this time.
Since ancient times, there has been no family affection in heaven!
I watched the leader holding a gun with a nervous look on his face and treating this moment with a god-killing attitude. The sky darkened, and in the distance a military pickup truck was transporting several black people to this side. Move slowly.
Here comes my trump card.
The moment I raised my head to look - ugh!
The sound of a gunshot was like a rope holding my chin, making me turn my head back.
Poof!
Mr. Dabao fell to the ground on his back and lay motionless on the ground.
The lens also changes to the ceiling...
Such a big man, even Lao Qiao was not willing to kill him, and he died in the hands of his own son.
"storm……"
"storm."
"storm!!!"
I jumped out of the car and shouted towards me with anger on my face: "Get in, no one inside will die, hurry up!"
I grabbed Banbra with one hand and said, "You are the police chief, you must know English, right?"
"Let my people rush in with your people. Remember, I want these murderers to live. It doesn't matter if they are disabled, but they all have to live!"
Banbra turned around and rushed towards the pickup truck that had just arrived. He stood beside the truck and began to tell me my decision. The next second, a whole team of green soldiers with guns in hand had already entered the old brick factory.
The black men, with their faces covered in greasepaint, jumped out of the pickup truck with guns on their backs, and then moved in silently in the other direction.
They moved forward secretly as if they had disappeared. Sesuo stared at the trajectory of this group of people with wide eyes, but after passing through a brick kiln, these people seemed to have completely disappeared, and even I could not find them.
"Mr. Xu..."
Setho looked at me.
I responded with a smile: "That's why I spent a lot of money to buy them back."
Jin Yiwei, how many of the Jin Yiwei are wearing night clothes?
Da da da da da!
The gunshots in the old building prevented our chat from continuing. As soon as the green soldiers appeared, flames suddenly appeared at the window of the old building. The first green soldier who rushed forward was shot into the chest by bullets. After he fell, the extra bullets stirred up smoke and dust on the ground, which shows the ferocity of this group of people and the accuracy of their marksmanship.
Now there is no need to ask about the identity of this group of people. They must be the aces of the Wa State Army. I just don’t know if the trump card in my hand can compete with these aces in attack and defense.
Da da da da da!
The green soldiers from the security camp hid behind the brick kiln and fired back. Their marksmanship was not as good as mine. The AK bullets flew from the window frame on the second floor to the third floor. After hitting the old building diagonally, they even left a trail. Neither caused any damage to the glass on the windows.
This group of green-skinned soldiers has regarded it as their instinct to dominate and dominate, and they have completely lost the basic qualities of a soldier. If these guys really go to the battlefield, you can only count on them to have better luck. Stray bullets kill people, do you expect them to attack the enemy? Total nonsense!
I squinted at Setho.
Sesuo lowered his head in embarrassment: "Leave it to me, rely on me. I will discipline you strictly when I go back."
Only then did I scold him as the commander of the Jin Yiwei. I almost said this through gritted teeth: "There's going to be a war!"
"Mr. Xu, don't worry, I will definitely step up training when I get back."
If it weren't for the few niggas I bought, I even doubt that Greenskin Soldier No. 100 might be able to stand in this environment and retain the three people inside...
boom!
In the dark night, a gunshot sounded from the top of the building. Under the night sky, the bullets rushed toward me with a streak of fire.
Snapped.
The bullet flew through the gap I made when I turned my head to talk to Sesuo. If I had not turned my head, it would definitely have penetrated my right eye. Even so, it still caused a burning pain on my temple...
"careful!"
Ding!
Sparks appeared on the body frame of the white van, and I was knocked down by Sesuo. Banbula, who had just returned, grabbed both of our necks with one hand and dragged us to the back of the car, waiting for me to get up from the ground. , he let go of the hand covering his head, and his hands were covered with blood.
(End of chapter)
