The Misty Knight's attack was extremely dangerous, and Ye Feifan could only force himself to the edge temporarily, without having time to take care of the waiter.
The burden of revenge was handed over to Ye Shuangying, which also made this boy aware of the complex changes in the situation.
Keeping the waiter in the store can indeed attract enemies, but that was a plan made before the action... Now that there is such a good opportunity, the cousin cannot accurately hunt the opponent, which shows how lucky this person is.
If you leave behind a person with unlucky luck, he will suffer hardship sooner or later.
Ye Shuangying is not a rigid person. Just now Ye Feifan asked him to kill the waiter in the shop, so the matters of other enemies will be put aside for the time being... At the moment, letting the determined target fall is the most important choice.
After luring away the Misty Knight, an escape position became available at the other end of the alley. If the waiter was willing to pay a small price, he could still escape from Ye Shuangying.
The grenade Ye Feifan threw when he escaped was naturally discovered by the waiter in the store. After a few shots, the grenade was deflected and was not affected by the explosion.
"Where to go!"
Seeing the other party trying to escape to the other side, Ye Shuangying opened fire decisively, and a series of sparks danced on the ground. The waiter could only take the opportunity to hide behind the telephone pole.
For this person who has been chasing him, the waiter's face also became ferocious.
"Why are you chasing me!"
"You still have the nerve to say it? Do you have the guts to do it but don't have the guts to admit it?"
Ye Shuangying spoke angrily, firing and throwing grenades at the same time, showing no signs of negotiating with He Qiqi.
"What did I do? Did you make a mistake?"
The waiter in the store pretended to be crazy, and the news of Sanjiu's sale had already explained the cause and effect, but he didn't dare to admit it, otherwise he would definitely be slapped with a GG.
For the nameless disaster, the blame was extremely heavy, and the waiter knew that he was being plotted against.
"You sent someone to assassinate me and didn't pay any price. How will I survive in Tianzi City in the future?"
"what do you want?"
"No matter what, I just want your body to be nailed to a cross on the fishing beach the next day."
"Then you might as well let me get into trouble!"
The waiter was also annoyed. He had never seen such a persistent person before, and he didn't even give him a chance to explain.
"You have to pay a price if you kill me. This is the truth taught to me by my ancestors... Now if you come out, I can keep your body intact; if you miss this opportunity, I will beat you into a sieve..."
"Black Hawk, don't be impulsive. That is Martin Xiao's plan to alienate you. We should be honest..."
"Don't talk nonsense. He said that you are ruthless and cunning. If you are not careful, you will fall into your trap. It is best not to give you a chance to stand up... If you change sides, take off your armor, tie your own hands and come out, I will I can spare your life and I will take you to confront Martin Xiao face to face. I will make my own judgment on the right and wrong..."
Listening to Ye Shuangying's story, the waiter felt angry and wanted to cut Martin Xiao into pieces.
In fact, one of the knowledge that Ye Feifan imparted to Ye Shuangying was this: "Uncover the enemy's scars, sprinkle salt on them, and let the other party's anger drive them to their wits, only then can they find the flaws."
Attacking the mind is the most effective method.
Although Ye Shuangying said a lot, he mostly put the blame on Ye Feifan. Anyway, the waiter hated Xiao Martin to the core, but he didn't know his cousin's true identity at all. This has to be said to be sad.
According to the cousin's speculation, the waiter in the shop was probably a powerful chess piece, and everyone was blinded.
No matter how much he sympathized with the other party, Ye Shuangying still would not let him go, because he was the one who planned the destruction of Ye Mansion.
If the Ye Mansion had not been destroyed, the mother would not have cut the meat to feed the father, and the father would not have cut the meat to feed him.
How can a pitiful person offset the hostility that has accumulated for several generations?
Blood debt must be paid with blood!
"I've said so much. You can make your decision now. I don't have time to be patient with you."
While talking, Ye Shuangying also replaced the new magazine and showed the safety rings of several grenades.
The artillery fire filled the fishing beach, and this small alleyway was also illuminated by the firelight. The fog was not well covered, and the visibility of both the enemy and ourselves was very clear.
Slowly approaching the waiter with the gun in his hand, Ye Shuangying also looked at the pistol on his waist from the corner of his eye to prevent any accidents.
Both sides were competing for patience, and neither side was distracted by the explosions at the fishing beach.
"We are all from Tianzi City. Let's meet each other with our heads down. If we each give in, maybe we can be friends."
"Why didn't you mention letting me go when you sent someone to assassinate me?"
Finally, the waiter was angered by Ye Shuangying's aggressive questioning, and his voice became very cold: "Do you know what you are doing?"
"I know, isn't it just the Liu family? If they want to avenge you, I will consider myself unlucky... but I can guarantee that they will definitely pay an unimaginable price before I fall."
With a gentle breath, the waiter asked: "Were you the one who blew up the coffin shop that night?"
He didn't quite understand what the waiter was doing, but Ye Shuangying still replied, "You and I have no grievances, so why should I go to a coffin bombing shop?"
"I see, it seems that Martin Xiao has reinforcements outside..." the waiter murmured to himself.
Just as he was about to shoot and force the other party to come out, Ye Shuangying suddenly felt a gun pointing at him from behind.
"who?"
Just a half-crouch, the submachine gun in his hand returned to his back, and Ye Shuangying pulled out the two guns on his waist...one gun was pointed at the waiter, and the other was pointed behind him.
"You really weren't the one who blew up the coffin shop?" As if asking, an old voice came out of the darkness, and then an old man walked out.
It's Lao Yangtou!
Old Yangtou also looked extremely embarrassed, the clothes on his body were in tatters, and some wounds were vaguely visible.
"Who are you?" Ye Shuangying asked coldly.
"Introduction, I am Lao Yangtou, the owner of the coffin shop... Young people should not be so hot-tempered."
He held up the pistol with a smile, but Old Yangtou's voice sounded very cold, like an elder lecturing a junior.
"I hate it when someone puts a gun to my head."
"But I am an exception." Old Yangtou smiled.
"Are you also a reinforcement for the waiter?" Ye Shuangying was unusually calm, not afraid at all, and did not put down the guns in his hands.
"We are not in the same group, we just have some dealings with him."
"Am I now to take it that you intend to start a war with me?"
"Don't be so excited, I'm just an old man."
"Since you want to negotiate with me like this, then we have nothing to talk about. How about I make a bet with you?"
"What bet?" Old Yangtou was a little confused.
"Just bet on whether you can kill me,"
"It's an interesting showdown, I'll take a gamble with you!"
"Very good, you can try to fire a shot. I bet there are no bullets in your gun... If you win, I will perish... If I win, I will let you see my own brain in the next second!"
Although Ye Shuangying said this, he didn't make any movement. He still raised his guns, but his eyes gradually narrowed.
The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, and Old Yang raised his pistol in surprise.
The pistol was his own, and he knew very well whether there were bullets in it, but he felt threatened by the other party's words.
On a whim?
My own gun is full of bullets!
"Then you should close your eyes forever." Old Yangtou, who was greatly confident, said a word and pulled the trigger.
