"Dingdong! Dingdong!"

The waiting sound of the video phone was heard slowly.

For five seconds, ten seconds, until the video automatically hangs up, no scene appears on Qi Jinlong's mobile phone screen.

"Hey, I'm fucking, are you bragging here? Does the basket hurt?"

The bun laughed out loud in an instant.

"Haha, I'm too lazy to bury you anymore. You can't do it when I can, and you can't do it even more when I can't do it. You just have two words to live in your life, no!"

Liu Zihua raised the screwdriver until the opposite side: "Come on, it's okay, let's see how good you are!"

In desperate situations, I am most afraid of no light.

The video did not connect, and first proved that what Qi Jinlong just said was just assumptions, and it also meant that this bastard did not hesitate to attack Zhao Nianxia in order to target them.

They were all men who spit out a spit and smashed a trick. The two brothers would never allow Wu Bei to fall into a dilemma for them and do not want to bother others. The easiest way is to quickly eliminate the bumps in front of you.

"Huazi, we are all old acquaintances. We had a few drinks together. For the sake of our past relationship, you come over and pay Gao Shao a penalty, and it is not impossible to solve it."

Although he didn't know what happened to Mao Bin on the other end, Qi Jinlong believed that he was just inconvenient for the time being, and it would not take long for the video to be called. Now what he had to do was to stop the two of them from rekindling their confidence.

"Don't fucking nagging. I'll live in two states in my life. Either pee standing or lying down to sleep. Let me bow my head, you have to kneel down!"

Liu Zihua spat, instead of retreating, but instead advanced, and took one step forward.

"Just three bullets left, I'm bragging when I'm hitting every shot, but it's absolutely no problem to take someone away. Come on, if you think you're long, you can jump up!"

Baozi picked up the "Imitation May Fourth" bluffing with only one round of ammunition left.

Now, their mentality has changed from the beginning to the death of one life to the death of the soul. Even if they fall down, they must break several of the other's big front teeth.

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished! Follow me! Don't listen to him and scare him, there is not a single bullet in his gun."

Qi Jinlong could no longer hold it back, so he picked up a piece from the side and slashed it, and the first one to rush towards Liu Zihua.

"Brake them to death!"

"Male Gobi is so fucked!"

With the leader, more than a dozen horsemen seemed to have a backbone and surrounded them in a fierce manner.

"Kill you!"

Liu Zihua's eyes were concave and the screwdriver in his hand pierced straight out.

"Puff!Puff!"

Qi Jinlong paused his body cunningly and instantly landed behind four or five horsemen behind him. A man who was anxious and unlucky didn't have time to stop, but directly hit the screwdriver and used his body as a shield.

The other guys seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. The guy on his mobile phone was chopped on Liu Zihua at the same time. In an instant, several large holes with bones that could be seen deep in his shoulders, his side face and raised arms appeared, bloody and very terrifying.

"Forget it, Jiba!"

Qi Jinlong took advantage of the chaos to raise his legs and kick Liu Zihua. The latter staggered back a few steps and almost fell down.

"Don't stop, I'll mess him up in one breath!"

Qi Jinlong raised the door again, and the courage of several horsemen who had gotten cheap was instantly enlarged, and they surrounded Liu Zihua again, and in an instant, danger was everywhere.

"Bang!"

Seeing that Liu Zihua was lying down by a random knife, Baozi didn't care about slashing at the piece that was coming towards him. He tilted his head slightly to the side, allowing the other party to cut the knife on his shoulders, and still raised it regardless of the situation, like Wu Si, and pulled the trigger in the direction of Qi Jinlong, using the last bullet to protect his brothers' hopes.

In a panic, Qi Jinlong was always paying attention to the buns beside him. Although he was so sure he just shouted, he couldn't figure out whether the other party had any bullets.

Seeing Baozi aiming at him, Qi Jinlong didn't even think about it and directly pulled up the collar of a horseman in front of him and blocked him in front of him.

The gunshot burst out, and a blood mist rose in the horse-boy's chest, making a tragic howl, and everyone stopped instantly, all of them widened their eyes incredibly.

"What are you doing? Give me all a little later, and I will give you two bullets to those who are blind. I feel like I'm boasting, so I can give it a try!"

Baozi endured the huge pain on his shoulders. The whole piece of meat was about to fall off where he was chopped just now, leaving only a little tendons connected, shaking left and right with his heavy breathing. In addition, his upper body and blood-stained from blood were almost dried up on his cheeks, like a soul-catching ghost crawling out of hell, which was quite terrifying.

While roaring like thunder, he staggered to Liu Zihua and pulled him up. Baozi put the pistol into his brother's hand and said in a rough voice: "You go first, I see who the hell dares to stop you!"

Liu Zihua was stunned for a moment and hurriedly wanted to speak.

"Gao Shazi, I know that there will be no chance for us to replace two bullets. Let Huazi leave. I will stay with you to continue playing. Do you dare? Do you want to do it!"

Baozi put the pistol hard into Liu Zihua's arms without saying a word, frowned and shook his head, then turned around and looked directly at Gao Wan opposite him.

The scene suddenly fell into a stalemate. Gao Wan wanted to curse, but he really couldn't figure out whether what the other party said was true or false, and he didn't dare to continue trying to count the other party's bullets with his life.

Qi Jinlong hid among the crowd and took out his cell phone and pressed Mao Bin's video again without giving up.

At the same time, Peng City.

In the cultural and entertainment shop where Zhao Nianxia is, Mao Bin's back is slightly hunched, staring at the man opposite like a big enemy.

What attracts attention is not the man's distinct facial features that are as sharp as a knife and axe, nor the braids that comb the back of his head into a pig's tail, nor his thin but explosive figure, but his unravelled eyes and a calm expression as water.

After walking in society for many years, few people would make Mao Bin retreat by looking alone, but the man in front of him, the majestic momentum of the mountain was as strong as a mountain, and it was like a substance that oppressed him.

"What do you call me, friend?"

Mao Bin spit out a turbid breath and asked a question tentatively.

"I?"

The man pointed at himself first, and seemed to speak very cleverly: "Ah... Some people called me the strongest war criminal, some... Some people called me... They called me the king's killing god, I... I like the little girl calling me... They called me the stuttering uncle."

While speaking, he looked back at Zhao Nianxia not far away and handed the other party a doting smile.
Chapter completed!