Looking at his bloody wrists and looking at the pistol that was close at hand, the white-faced man pretended to pick it up.

"Chao Nimad, you don't seem to understand Mandarin! You must have to ask me to tug you?"

The three balls sitting slanted on the wall jumped down as lightly as a swallow, and stroking the folded butt stock a few times.

"Wu Bei, you're so embarrassed to say that you are from the army. If you use this routine, you will really discredit the soldiers!"

The white-faced man gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, if you can't beat it, you start to use the provocation method. You are so shameless."

Wu Bei shook his head contemptuously.

"Come on, knees rush to the ground, and half a piece of short talks with us!"

Three balls kicked the white-faced man in the back of the low, scolding him roughly.

The man staggered a few steps, but he held on his shoulder and did not fall down. He stubbornly raised his head to vent his dissatisfaction.

"Although it's a provocation, I'm still willing to satisfy you. After all, this last wish will be done once in a lifetime."

Wu Bei turned his head twice, making a crisp "crack" sound, and at the same time he picked up the remote control of the smart door and pressed it a few times.

As the two iron doors slowly opened, more than twenty hand-held pieces were chopped, and the young guy with a baseball bat appeared in front of everyone.

"Do you ruin him for me!"

On the top floor of the inpatient building, Wen Yuan, who came with Lin Qingshan, shouted, and the young men shouted, roaring and pounced on the white-faced man.

"Go away! I'll save you a lot of fun!"

Three balls not far away kicked the opponent's pistol away with one kick, and then took a few steps back.

"Kill you!"

"Fuck him!"

The young men who were running faster had raised their swords and waved them to the white-faced man.

"Bang!"

Although he was shot twice, the man's reaction speed was not covered. He moved his body horizontally, raised his legs and kicked a young man over, then hugged his big arm hard, and hugged another young man's neck first, blocking him in front of him.

"It's true that I'm a little bit like taking off my pants and farting. I'm just shooting two times, and I have to make it go crazy."

Sanqiu walked to Wu Bei and made a comment with great interest.

"The so-called conquest is to crush him in the way he is best at. Don't he feel that his fists are hard and his feet are hard, so let him hit him. I can see if I can cry when I'm tired!"

Wu Bei tilted his head and chuckled.

In the courtyard, loud roars were heard everywhere, and young men surrounded the white-faced man one after another. From time to time, people fell down, but more people would join immediately. In addition, due to the injury, it was only a matter of time for the man to hang out.

"Boss Wu, including this time, we two have saved you twice in total. Is it so much?"

Three balls twisted their fingers and thumbs, and smiled slutty.

"Didn't I give it to you?"

Wu Bei blinked his eyes twice at the fold in his arms.

"Damn, this special code was made by you with the help of me and my brother, so it counts?"

Sanqiu was so angry that he stomped his feet.

"Do I spend money? Do you need it? Are we a buddy?"

Wu Bei's righteous soul asked three questions and directly fucked the three balls, which were not very much culture.

Time went back more than two hours ago, when Wu Bei ordered the transfer and learned from Luohu that the Shuangqiu brothers were helping him, he immediately made up his mind to the strange brothers. Since he wanted to catch a turtle in a jar, he needed a strong helper.

But far water cannot quench near thirst. No matter whether it is Sun Ze, who is in Chong City or the rice bucket far away in the south, it is unrealistic to expect them to save the situation. Then the only thing that can help Jincheng is this pair of resentment.

"Forget it, I'm not as thick-skinned as you, can you help me?"

Unable to say that Wu Bei, Sanqiu turned around and pointed at the hospital building to ask questions.

"I believe my brothers are fine."

Wu Bei smiled in a divine way.

At the same time, in the hospitalization building, Luohu, Zhang Xiaohua and Jiang Hao, three combat power floor tiles, each carrying a pistol and was pulling the trigger "bang bang" at a closed ward.

The bullets flew away the wood chips from the door panel, and the air was filled with the special smell of gunpowder burning.

The white-faced man's subordinates were all trapped in this room by them, and they could not move forward or retreat at all.

"Mr. Marquis, it's not a big deal for us to do this. We have to think about other tricks?"

After a round of shooting, Jiang Hao shook his wrists that were shocked and asked in a rough voice.

"Okay, I'll throw a thunder into it. The special code is all for Yat-Ting!"

Luohu rolled his eyes twice and shouted angrily.

"How can we have Ma Lei...ah!"

Zhang Xiaohua opened her eyes wide in confusion.

Halfway through his words, Luohu stepped on his feet and shouted in pain.

"Listen, I'll count the time for you three, either crawl out on your knees or form a group to serve as a roast chicken! Three..."

Luohu raised his tone and frightened his bluff.

Inside the house, several strong men looked at each other, looking at each other in a peek.

Before the action, no one expected that the other party's firepower would be so abundant. Not to mention local societies, I'm afraid that the group of mercenaries from abroad would be the same.

Little did they know that the bullets that could hit them at any time were actually from their own master Luo Tian, ​​and these guns and ammunitions should have been controlled by them, but no one expected that Wu Song would intercept them halfway. Perhaps this is the legendary act of many unjust actions that will kill themselves.

Of course, if Luo Tian heard about this, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.

On the black Land Rover car dozens of meters away, Shen Tong looked at the open door of the health center with great interest. The white-faced man was obviously unable to do anything. In the wheel battle surrounded by more than a dozen young men, he was shaking and blocking left and right, and he might fall down in the next second.

"It is a sin to be conceited! Death is not worth cherishing!"

Shen Tong shook his head and sighed, then greeted the driver: "Let's go back and prepare for the settlement fee..."
Chapter completed!