"Big guys, you must save me, I really don’t want to die!"

Fanzi base is still kneeling.

"This is your business, it has nothing to do with me, and you are now a burst student, I can't save you!"

Su Wenluo waved and asked him to leave.

Huang Mao stepped forward, let the two Ma Zi drag the pink base.

Although they were followed by a big man, the moment he chose the file, all the incense feelings have been broken.

"Aji, you know me, so don't let me do it!"

Aki and Huang Mao joined the community in the same year. For the strength of Huang Mao, the pink base was very clear.

Although Huang Mao had a lot of convergence after having a child, and no longer often participated in the killing and killing between communities.

But the strength of his red stick is not fake.

"Huang Mao, help me ask me, I really have no way, as long as the big guy can make the string burst for a few months, I can pay back all the money!"

Looking at this former brother, Fanzi base seemed to find the last life -saving straw.

"Aki, the big brother put you the gear at the beginning, and it is already kind to the three knives and six holes.

Now you still want to calculate the big guy, why do you really think of the explosive swordsman, is the knife in Mong Kok unfavorable? "

Huang Mao frowned, and his voice was cold.

Now that I have reached the end of my journey, this guy actually wants to harm the big man.

After all, if Lowe intervenes, it may be given face, but it does not meet the rules of the rivers and lakes.

In the case of intervening in other people's family, it will be called "gibbon" because of the long hands.

"Huang Mao, don't regret it!"

In the words of Huang Mao, he finally became the last straw, the pink base was desperate.

Su Wenluo patted Huang Mao's shoulder. He was very satisfied with Huang Mao's performance today.

"Aki, in fact, you still have two ways to go. One will deliver all the goods, and then go to Stanley for a period of time.

Su Wenluo said.

"A cargo, you are sure you don't help me, that's good, everyone died together!"

Just when Su Wenluo walked away, Fan Zaiji took out a big black star from his arms.

The muzzle of Black Hole was aimed at Su Wenluo.

"A cargo Luo, let's die for me!"

During the talk, you have to move the trigger.

The next second, he felt that his hand lost his consciousness, and then the whole person flew out.

The moment the fans took out the big black star, Han Yao and Huang Mao blocked in front of Su Wenluo.

The eight -faced Han sword in Luo Tianhong instantly emerged.

And Gao Jin's kick has fallen on the body of Fanzaiji.

These things happened in an instant.

"The family shovel, I actually wanted to move the big guy, kill him!"

Several people also reacted at this time, watching the broken hands holding the big black star on the ground.

They still couldn't help swallowing a sip, and then looked at Su Wenluo.

Su Wenluo waved and asked them to do things.

Lost a fans of a hand, was dragged on the van from the back door to the van.

...

Kowloon City

"Uncle Biao!"

After seeing Uncle Biao, all the outsoles greeted.

Uncle Biao nodded, walked to Su Wenluo, and looked around.

After determining that Su Wenluo was not injured, he took a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Biao. Trouble you!"

Su Wenluo took a white cat with all -body hair from Uncle Biao's hands, a pure white Napoleon.

In fact, Su Wenluo chose to come here for a reason.

Fan Zaiji is a person in the community, so Su Wenluo cannot choose to report to the police like ordinary people.

'Don't worry, Allow, although I have n’t done anything for many years, but I still did n’t lose the craftsmanship of this meal!' Uncle Biao patted his chest to guarantee.

Many people in the community know that in the time of their own Bobo Dragon King Tai.

Uncle Biao is the execution uncle of the community's punishment room.

For those craftsmanship in the criminal room, no one is more proficient than him.

"Fanzi base, do you say that I do it?"

Uncle Biao looked at Fan Ziji, and for this guy who dared to take a gun to Su Wenluo, Uncle Biao said that you'd better not talk.

At this time, Fan Ziji looked at a dozen big black dogs around Harrako around him. He had trembled his legs and couldn't say anything.

When Uncle Biao saw him like this, he didn't talk nonsense. He first nailed the pink's mouth with a book booking machine, and then he moved the craftsmanship happily.

The first time Huang Mao came to this kind of place, Su Wenluo teased the cat aside.

One hour later, Uncle Biao used scissors to slowly pick out the book needles on the pink base mouth.

"Uncle Biao, how is it?"

Su Wenluo looked at Uncle Biao and asked.

"He has all recruited. The person you hit a few days ago was Liu Yaozu's cousin. This time, Liu Yaozu asked him to do it!"

Uncle Biao cleaned his hand and walked out.

At this time, Fan Ziqi had long been disappeared, and the half -face was completely peeled off.

In the room, several people in Huangmao Guimao kept vomiting.

This scene really makes them feel shocked.

At the same time, I also wake up myself in my heart. Do not betray the big guys, let alone repeat the same mistakes of the pink base.

"Liu Yaozu?"

Su Wenluo did not expect that before he moved him, the other party started first.

It seems that rescue Robinson will get on the agenda.

"Did his batch of goods ask?"

Su Wenluo did not go to the fans himself, but after he moved his fans, he had to explain a string.

"Well, in the abandoned warehouse by the seaside of Saigon!" Uncle Biao nodded.

After knowing where the goods were, Su Wenluo called a call directly.

"Huang Mao, you go back to the batch of the pink base!"

After Su Wenluo hung up the phone, he said to Huang Mao.

Huang Mao nodded, watching the half -face of Fan Ziji's vague flesh, thinking about the scene that Uncle Biao had just now.

vomit!

He can't stay in this ghost place.

As for the fans, his end is nothing more than a seal.

I did not expect that when I was alive, the citizens of Hong Kong Island were harmful to the Hong Kong Island.

Big!

Dafei went out of the sea port. When he came to the Gonghai, the gasoline barrel filled with the cement was pushed down from the boat, and a wave of waves splashed.

"go back!"

Guili Mao waved, Dafei returned to the port of Mong Kok.

The top floor of the Emperor's Club late at night, Su Wenluo's room.

Su Wenluo kept drawing the prize, and today's matter gave him a sense of crisis.

His strength is really strong, but after all, it is also a physical fetus.

I am likely to expose my skills.

The more exposed, the less your secrets.

And Liu Yaozu, the street rushing the street even wanted to do it on myself,
Chapter completed!