Huhuhu~~
The autumn night in Beled City was bleak.
Pedestrians on the road hurriedly wrapped up their coats and left in a hurry under the cold wind.
At this time, in the dark back alley of a bar in the dock area, a beautiful girl wearing a slim black leather jacket suddenly appeared in the dusty air.
It is Di Raoyue.
She stepped firmly on the wet concrete floor, looked up at the neon sign outside the narrow alleyway and said coldly:
"The so-called dock area is the gang area."
At this time, a rude laughter suddenly sounded from behind her: "Hi, girl, are you playing cospaly? Do you want to play with me?"
"Huh?" Di Raoyue frowned slightly and turned her head to look behind her.
She saw a tall, yellow man with dreadlocks more than ten meters away, pointing a revolver at her with a playful smile.
At the entrance of the alley, there was a short, fat man in a baseball cap who glanced over with a cigarette in his mouth.
Seeing this scene, Di Raoyue couldn't help but chuckle and said:
"So, are these the so-called 'compatriots'?"
After saying that, his face turned cold.
A strong murderous aura suddenly burst out from her body.
boom!
"Well……"
The gun-wielding Xia Guoyi's eyes widened suddenly, and he fell to the ground twitching.
The short fat man not far away didn't fare much better. He rolled his eyes and fainted to the ground.
Di Yaoyue walked leisurely with her waist swaying. She stepped on the handle of the revolver with her leather boots. With a little luck, she stepped on it and spun it around in the air. She then stretched out her hand to hold it.
The man with the dreadlocks lying on the ground had a look of disbelief on his face and said in confusion: "You, you... beauties, we are compatriots, compatriots! Please spare my life!"
"Compatriots?"
Di Raoyue sneered, bent her knees and squatted down, using the muzzle of her gun to lift up the cuffs of the man with dreadlocks. After seeing the ghost head tattoo, he moved the revolver to press the man's forehead, and said calmly:
"Let me ask you an answer. Slow down and your brain will bloom. Is there any problem?"
The man's head shook like a rattle: "No, no, no!"
At this time, the short fat man who was lying in the alley suddenly got up and tried to run away.
Di Raoyue narrowed her phoenix eyes, and immediately shot out two blazing red rays of light from her eyes, hitting the fat man's head from a distance.
boom!
The fat, headless corpse fell down weakly.
Suddenly, the man with dreadlocks who saw this scene out of the corner of his eye panicked and said indiscriminately: "You, you, you, are you an alien or a superpower?!"
Di Raoyue hit his head with a gun and said coldly:
"Is there any gun shop around that is owned by your Fu'an gang?"
The man with the dreadlocks stuttered excitedly and said, "Just at the end of this road, there is a store called Jim Zhang."
Di Raoyue nodded and stood up, pointed the gun at the man and pulled the trigger.
boom!
The man with the dreadlocks froze and collapsed into a slowly unfolding pool of blood with his eyes wide open.
A few minutes later.
On the deserted street, Di Raoyue walked quickly.
She looked up at the gun store opposite with the lights on, and said calmly:
"Jim Chang, this is it."
jingle!
Come in.
In the gun shop, a powerful middle-aged man was flicking through his mobile phone with his fingers and said without raising his head: "Brother, it's time to get off work here. Come back tomorrow."
Di Raoyue didn't reply.
He looked around at the dazzling array of firearms on the walls on both sides.
Feeling that no one had left, the middle-aged boss frowned and looked up, and found that she was a beautiful woman. He immediately laughed and said:
"Hey, what is a little girl doing here? She wants to go to work and go to a nightclub."
"Ah..."
Di Raoyue glanced at the ghost head tattoo on the back of the opponent's hand, raised her finger and pointed at an extended revolver on the counter and said, "Show me."
"Um?"
The boss looked her up and down in surprise, bent over, took out the revolver from the counter, and handed it over.
Di Raoyue took it lightly, rotated it skillfully in his hand, pulled the trigger and fired several empty shots at the opposite wall.
Card ~ card ~ card ~
The middle-aged boss smiled and said: "Not bad, very skilled. I don't think I've seen you on this street, right?"
no answer.
Di Raoyue handed the revolver back to the boss, pointed to the Uzi submachine gun on the wall behind him, and said softly:
"Show me that big one."
The boss looked at her carefully and began to feel something was wrong.
However, he turned around and took off the submachine gun and handed it over.
At the same time, he quietly pressed the button under the counter.
Card……
Di Raoyue took the submachine gun, turned around and pointed it at the wall. Kakaka fired a few empty shots again.
Then Shi Shiran lowered the machine gun, held the barrel upside down, tilted his head slightly and asked with a smile:
"Where is Wu Fulai?"
The boss suddenly became alert: "Hey, what are you talking about?!"
Di Yaoyue raised her dark eyebrows, raised her hand and swung the machine gun over, hitting him hard on the head.
boom!
The boss rolled his eyes, hit the wall hard, slowly slid down, and fainted on his back.
Bangta!
He dropped the gun.
Di Raoyue raised her arm, blue light flashed slightly on her wrist, and an alloy cord appeared.
laugh--
Swing the rope around the rafters.
She quickly used her hands and feet to hang the boss head down like a pig.
Clang!
Pulling out a sharp dog-leg knife from the counter, Di Raoyue lightly raised her long legs and walked to the boss, and said leisurely:
"The first section of torture class: Pain is a person's most sincere friend. It can easily open the door lock of memory. If not, then increase the intensity."
five minutes later.
boom! !
The door of the gun shop was pushed open violently, and three or five fierce yellow men with guns and clubs broke in.
Unexpectedly, an elegant girl wearing a black leather coat was standing in the room with a calm expression, pointing a shotgun at them.
The group of people froze immediately, and then looked silently at the gun shop owner who was hanging in the corner, covered in bruises and bleeding, with more air coming out than in, and with circles of grenades tied around his body. Then they looked at the pile of grenades extending out, curled up. The thread on the girl's slender thumb.
I can only curse in my heart: Mom, mess with Fake!
So they threw down their pistols, knives, and baseball bats and raised their hands in resignation.
"very good."
Di Raoyue's lips raised slightly, "You guys, please drive over here."
after a little while.
Buzz buzz~
A black Jeep started up and slowly left.
If someone breaks into the gun store at this time, they will find that the store is as bloody as a slaughterhouse.
Di Raoyue, who was driving fast, didn't care.
In her mind, she used the information she obtained to construct a 'road map' for finding the person.
"First go to Ge Lubiao, the flower-faced leopard in charge of gun smuggling. This man drinks in the bar until early morning every night, and then goes to work.
Through him, you can find Genrod, the green-faced wolf who is the leader of human snakes and is squatting on a boat on the seaside.
He is the biggest financial source of the Fu'an Gang, and only this person knows the true whereabouts of Wu Fulai. "
Di Raoyue narrowed her eyes slightly and murmured: "During this period, we must try our best to use gang-level force to solve the problem. Once Li Qingyu's location is determined, he will kill him with one blow!"
Turning the steering wheel, the Jeep entered a dilapidated and narrow road.
Not long after, a bar called Free Old Man appeared in her field of vision.
Get out of the car, grab the shotgun, and close the door.
Boom! !
Kicking open the closed door of the bar, a group of men and women shaking their bodies wildly like a group of demons came into Di Raoyue's eyes.
The heavy death metal mixed with gangsta hip-hop music, as well as the strong smell of alcohol, inferior perfume, and narcotics, hit her nostrils, making her frown.
She curled her lips slightly, slowly raised the shotgun, pointed it at the audio player on the ceiling of the dance floor, and fired.
boom! !
In an instant, the dynamic music stopped, and everyone looked out the door blankly.
Di Raoyue walked in slowly, raised her gun and smiled coquettishly: "The bar has closed early, everyone, get out of here."
