It was as if he was so tired that he fell asleep.

In the shadow at the end of the passage, there was a vague figure standing quietly.

Lan Yuzai's Adam's apple moved up and down a few times.

He found a wooden knife handle from under the table, pulled out a slender machete with an edge, and held it firmly in his hand.

"Who the hell is there!"

Lan Yuzai blew out the cigarette and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Several gangsters in the room nearby glanced at their elder brother blankly. They got up and rushed out without realizing it, picked up a few metal pipes, and followed Lan Yuzai.

call out!

A harsh sound broke through the air suddenly!

Before Lan Yuzai had time to react, there was a muffled sound beside him. A young man covered his neck and made a whooshing sound. His face turned red and he knelt down weakly.

bite--

A screw nut as thick as a thumb rolled onto the concrete floor.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

There was a loud sound in the dark passage!

The three boys behind Lan Yuzai were hit in the neck almost at the same time. They couldn't even howl, and slowly fell to the ground one by one. The three nuts fell to the concrete floor with a crisp sound.

Ding ding ding——

Of course they couldn't see that those nuts were wrapped with tiny wisps of breath.

These gangsters won't die, they will just feel uncomfortable for a while, at most they will be in coma and shock, with some sequelae and so on.

What, what...

When the cold air from the exhaust vent blew, Lan Yuzai's back felt cold.

The shirt soaked in cold sweat clung to his back.

His hand holding the machete was trembling as he stared at the end of the corridor.

What the hell is this?

How is this done? Nut cap?

That one over there is Mu Liang?

Wang Jixuan walked into the slightly brighter area, wearing a mask, with his hands behind his back, and walked forward slowly. Every step he took seemed to step on Lan Yuzai's nerves.

Lan Yuzai's nose kept trembling. He suddenly shouted meaninglessly and ran towards Wang Jixuan with a machete in hand!

"ah--"

Wang Jixuan was extremely calm. He took out the siren given by Captain Zhou and pressed it three times. The siren flashed a faint red light.

After doing this, Lan Yuzai rushed up to Wang Jixuan.

Faced with the fear of the unknown, the gangster leader became so ruthless that he raised his knife to chop!

Wang Jixuan slowly took out a pistol from his arms, put the black muzzle of the gun against Lan Yuzai's forehead, and took off the safety like a self-taught person.

Immobilization Spell·Pistol Fire Limited Edition.

Dang, Dang Dang.

The slender machete hit the metal ground.

Lan Yuzai knelt on the ground, his Adam's apple trembled a few times, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist:

"I'm convinced, boss, I'm convinced, don't, don't shoot..."
Chapter completed!