The man in the black trench coat and the man in the shirt felt similar at the moment.
I felt like I saw a ghost!
When they ended the transaction and were about to step back and leave.
The grandson fell from the sky, smashed the roof of the cargo box, and fell in the middle of the two parties.
The man in the shirt looked at Fangran who fell from the sky, his eyes twitched, and then he looked at the broken roof of the container.
Fuck! It's made of iron! It's made of iron! It's made of iron, right? !
The man in the shirt roared crazily in his heart, at this moment he wished he could grab the collars of his subordinates and shout!
Where did this grandson come from!
The man in black felt similarly. He and all his men in black trench coats pulled out their guns, some pointed at Fangran, and some pointed at the man in the shirt.
At the same time, he was thinking about the current situation rapidly in his mind.
In his mind, at such a time, even if the other party pulls out a gun and starts to do it after the transaction is over, he will not be surprised to turn his back on him. In his experience, such things don't happen too much, and he started from such a situation. Came from experience.
But the situation at this moment made the gang boss a little confused.
Just smash the cargo box and drop someone.
What kind of road is this!
Although he was puzzled, it did not prevent him from drawing his gun to be on guard at the moment.
Both parties became tense, pointing their guns at each other's heads, and some of them pointed at Fangran's head.
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
Because no one knows how to speak, and no one wants to speak first!
Both the man in the shirt and the man in the black windbreaker took out the Desert Eagle and the Colt M2000 and pointed at each other's heads ferociously at this moment. They all had expressions of 'you are playing tricks', thinking that this was a means arranged by the other party!
The atmosphere is chilling, the guns are warming up, it seems that the gunpowder is about to explode!
"Uh... that... late.. late.. good evening?"
However, at this damn moment, a teaser opened his mouth tremblingly, trying to ease the embarrassing atmosphere at the moment.
Swish! Swish!
The two pointed their guns at Fangran at the same time!
"your people?"
"You sent?"
The two spoke at the same time, and then looked at each other with a hint of surprise.
But at this moment Fangran was on the verge of crying.
Fuck!
What's going on!
He wished he could slap himself hard.
This pit is not deep, this pit is dead deep!
Who the hell will tell me that I just didn't step on my foot firmly, how did I fall into this situation where I was pointed at guns by two gangs of bosses!
"What's going on here? Not someone you sent?"
The man in the black windbreaker asked in a cold voice, and at the same time aimed his gun at Fangran's forehead.
Fuck, brother, can you keep that thing in your hand away from me? And your fucking body, is it the gin of the fucking cos! ? Aren't the group of you behind you the winery employees you paid for?
"I'm still wondering, is it someone you sent?"
The man in the shirt also sneered and asked with a displeased face.
Dry! I wasn't sent by anyone, I just didn't step on my fucking foot! By the way, you don't sleep well in the middle of the night, what are you doing in such a shameful place!
When the two big shots were negotiating, Fangran, who was so nervous that he had turned into a complaint machine, was complaining crazily in his heart.
"Fangran! Fangran!!"
At this critical moment, Ling's anxious voice sounded in Fangran's mind!
"Nest! Nest!!!"
Fangran quickly responded to her vaguely.
"Are you okay! Great! Come up quickly! I found that there seems to be someone moving nearby!"
Ling said to Fangran in an extremely anxious voice, very worried about Fangran's situation.
certainly...
This is all pretended by Ling.
From Nightnet connecting to the Internet, connecting to the local network, and connecting to a suspicious encrypted communication, Ling learned of the 'deal' of the two gangs tonight, and then...
hehe.
it is more than words.
Of course, Fangran didn't know it at the moment, and his cute power bank planned it again, and this time it finally succeeded in trapping him.
At this time, Fangran was thinking with tears streaming down his face.
My aunt, it doesn't look like someone is acting. The criminals' guns are about to hit my head.
"What! Hey! You're surrounded!? Damn it!"
Ling continued to perfectly interpret the image of a friend who is worried about a friend's crisis, and said anxiously.
"No! My strength is not enough, I can only rely on you!"
Ling lied solemnly.
"What!?"
Fangran was dumbfounded, looking at the narrow cargo box aisle, people on both sides blocked the entrances on both sides, and everyone raised their guns to guard each other!
Axi, in this situation, tell me how to solve it myself!
Ling floated above the cargo box, threw it through the big hole Fangran made, and looked at the shape inside.
data space.
Ling crossed her legs, and the skirts of the goths hung in the air. Looking at Fangran's crisis situation at the moment, she laughed like a little devil:
"This time, what do you do?"
"This time, I must force out your true colors!"
That's right, according to Ling's character, how could she cultivate Fangran honestly and step by step.
Ling has always believed that only real combat can make people grow.
If it weren't for this, it would be as useless as Fangran's idiot who only knows how to memorize vocabulary and never does questions, so he hasn't passed level 4 so far.
And this method is also one of Ling's methods of exploring Fangran's true colors.
"Boy! Who are you!"
At this time, the two big bosses had confirmed that Fangran was not sent by either of them. Of course, they each felt that if the other party sent someone, they would not send this kind of grandson in such a funny way.
Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck! ! !
It's over! !
Fangran was sweating nervously and didn't know how to answer.
This was the first time in his life that he had seen a real gun.
This is the first time I have seen such a vicious villain.
Now he even had difficulty breathing and forgot the defense that the Silver Broken Dragon Fang had in his hand.
"Brat, I'm asking you something!!!"
The man in the shirt cursed, raised the butt of his gun and smashed it directly at Fangran's head!
Above the sky, Ling frowned when she saw the man in the shirt throwing his pistol at Fangran relentlessly.
A wave of thought effortlessly protected Fangran's head, but Ling hesitated for a moment,
And slowly dispersed.
boom! !
With a shot down, Fangran felt a severe headache attacking him, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
pain!
It hurts!
Why did he hit me so hard?
His consciousness was a little slack, Fangran instinctively held Yinduanlongya.
Some kind of grievance, some kind of ferocity spread in his heart.
It was as unwilling and wronged as being bullied a long time ago when I was a child.
There was also a touch of anger that he had almost forgotten.
The man in the shirt had a ferocious look on his face. He looked at Fangran as if he didn't intend to speak, and cursed in a low voice, just as he was planning to teach him a lesson.
Suddenly there is a flower in front of my eyes!
The figure that was hit by him stood up at some point!
He grabbed his own neck and smashed himself against the side wall of the cargo box. The unknown silver weapon in his hand was aimed at his face!
"Varied... .!!"
The man in the shirt looked at the suddenly rising figure in horror, and even dropped the gun with trembling hands.
Because the hand pinching his neck was getting stronger!
and...
The calmness in the eyes of the black-haired young man in front of him made his hair stand on end!
"do not move!!"
"Don't move!!"
"Let go of the boss!"
Swish! ! Swish! ! Swish! !
All the guns were aimed at Fangran who was furious at this moment.
Holding Yin Duan Long Ya in his hand, the man in the shirt in front of him had panic and fear on his face. He looked at the black-haired young man with a stern look and said sharply:
"You better let me go!"
Fangran pinched his neck, and the silver broken dragon tooth pointed at his heart. The dark cargo box couldn't see Fangran's expression clearly because of the dim flashlight.
The harsh words of the man in the shirt not only did not make him flinch, but instead aroused his ferocity even more.
I really want to just insert Yin Duan Long Fang into his heart, and then go and hear what else he can say.
kill him.
kill him.
You are not an ordinary person now.
kill him.
no problem.
And he's a bad guy dealing drugs.
It doesn't matter if this kind of person dies, right
Thoughts sprouted, and a kind of madness and darkness filled his heart that he had never dared to imagine before.
The hand pinching the shirt man's neck became more and more forceful, and the shirt man also felt it. At this moment, the eyes of the black-haired young man restraining him became more and more dark and dangerous.
but,
at this time.
Suddenly, the death scenes of all the people he 'killed' yesterday appeared in front of his eyes, even the bloody and bloody Si Ai.
There was a second of silence at the point of the gun, and he spat out slowly in one breath, his eyes no longer sharp, Fangran changed back to that Fangran, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he looked around at the moment.
Damn! My brain jumped out as soon as it got hot, this is great!
How should I end this time...