Faint!
His resistance is quite strong?
At first, Fan Jianming was afraid of killing people, and the intensity was as strong as the Orientals could bear, and he felt that he could smash the product on the spot.
Unexpectedly, the performance of that product was like being scratched.
Some of the guests nearby booed, some whistled.
If they just hit people with a bench, they can also booze and whistle.
The problem is that the goods have already taken out their guns, and they are still like this. This is a bit incomprehensible. If they were in the East, the people who eat melon would have been scared away.
"court death!"
The four black people behind the cargo rushed over immediately.
At this time, the guy let go of the hand holding Kimberly's chin, ready to open the pistol insurance.
There was a "pop".
When Fan Jianming was about to lift her foot to kick the wrist, Kimberly raised her handbag and slammed it at the bridge of his nose, a puff of blood immediately flowed out of his nostril.
Others didn't know, but Fan Jianming knew that Kimberly had a gun in her handbag.
An iron pistol hit the bridge of the nose, the soreness and pain, I'm afraid no one can bear it.
"Oh, my?god—" Some women began to scream.
They didn't seem to be astonished at Kimberly's beating, but she was pretty good-looking.
Moreover, her handbag can smash the nosebleeds of a big man at once. It is estimated that many women want to see what brand the handbag is.
Several black people were taken aback, Fan Jianming had already flew up and kicked out a chain of legs in the air.
The customers around screamed unanimously!
In their view, Fan Jianming's Shi Dongfang martial arts blockbuster.
Fan Jianming has accepted the lesson this time. Facing these behemoths, he must be vigorous, otherwise he will make a fool of himself again.
"Papa" twice, Fan Jianming's two feet kicked the two black men in the chest, and they fell backward like brown bears.
When he fell, Fan Jianming clasped the white man's wrist and screamed "Ah". His pistol had fallen into Fan Jianming's hand.
The other two black people stood behind in a daze. Fan Jianming raised his pistols at them. The two looked at them, and at the same time they stared with horrified eyes, and quickly squatted on the ground with his hands in his hands.
"Puff" made a sound.
Seeing that the white man had not fallen down, her hands were covering her nose, Kimberly touched him directly with her knees
Below.
The bridge of his nose was smashed and the pistol was snatched before he could say anything. With a sound of "Oh", the whole person fell to his knees with a thump.
The surrounding guests screamed and booed again. Fan Jianming glanced at them and found that some of them were sitting, some were standing, some were standing on chairs, and some were farther away, even standing there. On the table.
However, when they met Fan Jianming's gaze, their expressions of excitement and excitement almost instantly converged.
The ones standing on the table got off the table, and the ones standing on the chair jumped to the ground, and then as if nothing happened, they returned to their previous appearance, as if nothing happened, and continued to talk about the things they were interested in. .
This is the western bar culture. When Fan Jianming looked at them, they quickly looked away to avoid making Fan Jianming feel that they were provoking.
There were almost ten or twenty guests present, and almost none thought of calling the police. After watching a short martial arts movie, they were concerned about their own affairs.
Fan Jianming stretched out his hand to hold Kimberly's hand. Kimberly stepped over the body of the guy who was lying on the ground and walked to the bar to pay the bill.
The bartender winked at Kimberly, which meant she looked back at the TV screen.
Fan Jianming and Kimberly turned their heads to see that their wanted warrants were playing on the TV screen.
It seems that the bartenders in the bar have also seen more criminals. After seeing the wanted order, not only did not scream, but hinted.
Now Fan Jianming understands why Kimberly just told him that once there is a sudden incident, she will first go to the bar, because there are all kinds of people in the bar, and they are all used to it, not because of someone. Something was shocked.
Kimberly nodded slightly to the bartender as a thank you, and then walked directly to the door.
Fan Jianming still pointed his gun at the two young men squatting on the ground, and when he was about to reach the door, he put the gun away.
Just when Fan Jianming put the gun to his waist, he suddenly saw a figure shaking on the glass of the door. Because it was dark outside, the glass became a mirror, shining the people inside.
The figures on the reflective glass that Fan Jianming saw were the two black men squatting on the ground just now. They suddenly stood up.
Kimber
With quick eyes and quick hands, Li stretched out her hand and took out the pistol from Fan Jianming's waist, opened the bolt with a splash, pushed Fan Jianming to the side, and fired two shots behind her back.
At about the same time, a series of gunfire sounded, and the two black men pulled the trigger at the same time, but all the bullets fired from their pistols went into the ceiling.
When the other guests saw this, they didn't run around in panic, they just lowered their bodies below the table and watched the movement around.
The two black men plopped and fell, and their foreheads had been hit by a bullet shot by Kimberly.
Fan Jianming staggered two steps and just stood firm, Kimberly dragged him out immediately, jumped into the car, immediately started the car, the wind and lightning generally disappeared into the night.
Fan Jianming asked incredulously, "You confirm those five guys because I took a look at them, not the police or the people dominated by darkness?"
Kimberly smiled and said: "If it is the police and the person who hires the Dark Lord, at least they already know how good you are. They won't be like those guys and ignore you at all."
Fan Jianming looked up and down Kimberly and found that she was really a person. She had just killed two people, as if nothing had happened, and she spoke easily.
"Have you killed a lot of people?" Fan Jianming asked.
"I only kill the people who deserve to be killed, and more often it is just for defense."
Fan Jianming smiled inconclusively, and leaned in to kiss her on the neck.
Not only did Kimberly fail to stop and evade, she even raised her neck deliberately to make it easier for Fan Jianming to kiss her.
In order not to interfere with her driving, Fan Jianming just kissed her cheek and neck instead of mouth-to-mouth, and then put his hand into her skirt.
Kimberly deliberately spread the legs a little bit further, and moved the sitting position forward, so that Fan Jianming's hand can fully explore the whole part of her.
"Do you have a pen?" Fan Jianming asked.
"Why?" Kimberly asked rhetorically.
"I want to draw a few strokes on this, it's too smooth."
Kimberly glanced at Fan Jianming's part: "Wait later, you'd better use your pen and paint as much as you like! Just don't paint a few times, there will be no'ink'!"
Fan Jianming smiled slightly and thought: You'd better not be surprised when you wait!
(End of this chapter)