Hearing Xizai's naked teasing, Ye Qianqian couldn't help but shrink back again, and her eyes looked at Chen Xu with some hope.

She is not a child who knows nothing. The man's wretched smile and unconcealed intentions in his words were too obvious. She didn't want to hand over her first time in the hands of such a person.

If Chen Xu didn't take action, she would not be able to resist at all. Although she had developed some knowledge of the thief martial arts, two or three people would not be able to get close to her at all, but she was still powerless when facing the guns.

"Hurry up, I'm in high spirits now." Xizi's gun was wandering back and forth between the two of them, with an unswerving look on his face.

His expression became more and more crazy. He aimed at Chen Xu's waist. He stopped waiting and pulled the trigger with a grim smile.

Bang!

A tuft of fire lit up at the muzzle, and the flight attendant closed his eyes tightly, screamed, and then tried his best to cover his mouth and press down the sound.

"This is the end of obedience without labor!" Xizai seemed to have seen Chen Xu wailing and fell to the ground, and moved the gun toward Ye Qianqian. "Seeing his fate, you'd better give labor to labor to hurry up. I think you don't want to eat guns. My patience is very limited."

"Hmm?" Hearing the strange noise from Chen Xu, Xizai subconsciously looked at him again.

It would be fine if he didn't look at it. When he saw it, his eyes suddenly became stunned.

A yellow bullet was gently clamped between the fingers of the tall man opposite. With a slight force, the bullet was squeezed and deformed between the fingers.

Dang—Dangdang—

The deformed bullet fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Catch the bullet with bare hands?" Xizai's eyes widened, and her hands were filled with sweat.

But the ruthlessness in his heart made him unwilling to beg for mercy in a low voice.

"Calm down, don't panic, just grab one at a time. Can I block the bullets I fired continuously at the same time?" Xizai kept encouraging himself in his heart, trying to keep his horrified eyes away.

"This... this is just a warning. Next time, next time, next time, it will not be aiming at your waist!"

Calming, Xizai raised the gun and was about to say something else, but his eyes were blurred and his hands were hurt.

Looking down at his hands, he could no longer maintain the calmness on his surface, and thoughts flashed through his mind: "What happened?"

Yu Guang swept over the twisted and deformed revolver in Chen Xu's hand, and two warm liquids were left behind from his nose. He subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked it.

It is a bit sour and astringent, with a rust smell spreading between the lips and teeth.

He reached out to wipe the blood from his nose, and Shinzi opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

He wanted to let the tall man in front of him know how powerful he was, but these two attacks really scared him.

Without many younger brothers to protect him, he did not dare to continue provoking him. To put it bluntly, he was just a bully and fearing the strong.

He grabbed the naked tinzie, and Chen Xu threw him out of the door with the people dressed in a few bodyguards.

On the surface, he only had a little nosebleed and did not suffer too much skin trauma, but Chen Xu had already ambushed a wisp of essence into his body.

As long as his mind moves, his energy will destroy all the tissues in this guy's body and fall to the ground and die.

Even now, the murderous intent in his heart has never decreased. In order to reduce trouble, he has been on Chen Xu's list of killings. It is not solved immediately now that it is just to avoid causing greater storms on the abyss track, that's all.

Countless passengers behind him looked on the box where Chen Xu was, and a hint of awe appeared in his eyes. He was full of curiosity about the characters sitting inside. Not everyone could make these two people suffer consecutive defeats.

Looking at the closed door of the private room, Xizai lowered her head, suppressed her anger, tried to ignore the sarcasm from the people under Master Quan beside him, and limped back to his private room with his help.

His face was extremely gloomy, and even the two women did not dare to continue the previous teasing. They sat silently on the small corner beside the sofa, fearing that they would become the boss's punching bag.

They had heard that when this female companion got angry, she wanted to calm her emotions, but she became a punching bag and was abused to death.

Afterwards, he symbolically compensated the woman's house with tens of thousands of Dayuan coins, and the matter was over and no one pursued it.

She hugged the woman on the left, and Xizai seemed to treat her as the object of venting her anger, and did not restrain her strength and squeezed her.

The woman screamed in pain, her heart was slightly cold. When she raised her head, she collided with Xizi's cold eyes.

"Does it hurt?"

Xizi's voice was very gentle, incredibly gentle, but the woman felt a chill on her back and quickly squeezed out a little smile, and her voice was like a mosquito and flies: "It doesn't hurt."

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." Xizai smiled a few times, and the atmosphere in the box seemed to have become much more soothing.

"But my hands hurt so much, why don't you?"

He raised his foot and kicked the woman to the ground. His face was ferocious and he stepped on her hands hard, crushing her around, without any intention of being sympathetic.

The woman's face was twisted due to too much pain, and her harsh wail echoed in the private room.

Blood oozed out of her palm, and a long blood mark was drawn on the ground, but no one cared about it.

The boss is furious and sometimes does something much more ruthless than this. They have followed this person for many years, and this kind of thing has long been commonplace.

A few drops of blood slid across most of the box and flowed into a long stone in the corner with a bow tied with a big red silk.

The blood and water were absorbed by the stones almost instantly, but no one in the box noticed this strange scene.

After dozens of seconds, his subordinates noticed the direction of the blood flowing, came to Xizai's side, and said a few respectfully.

With his eyes following the bloodstains all the way to the stone, Xizai slapped his subordinates in the face: "Why did you tell me until now?

Why are you standing stupidly? Get it done!

Don’t you know this is a gift for the thief Dajuan. If I find that the bottom of the precious stone is stained with blood, you can wait to be punished!"

"Yes." The subordinates didn't dare to talk too much, so they hurried out of the private room and went to fetch water to clean it.

After watching his subordinate leave, Xizai moved his feet away from the woman's hand and gently kicked her head with the tip of his shoe: "If your dirty blood is dirty, I finally got the precious stones to celebrate Mr. Kang's birthday, and you are the ones that look good!"

Mr. Kang had no other hobbies in his life, and only loved gambling stones. In order to win some rough stones with good looks, he spent a lot of money.

He had only obtained this precious raw stone by destroying the power of the ox and tigers. In order to please Mr. Kang, he could give him more say in his words and seek more benefits for his organization. He would never make any mistakes.
Chapter completed!