"Bang!"

With a gunshot, the girls, including Dong Yuluo and Qi Yue, closed their eyes, and the sound of metal falling to the ground came. They opened their eyes and saw Zhou Hao holding the gun and pose, "How is it! Is the guy's shot so handsome just now?" The brothers just curled their mouths, and they didn't even raise their eyes to continue to suck the clouds and spit out.

And Mohammed was covering his bloody wrist, and the gun in his hand had fallen to the ground. The Yinqiu's eyes flashed with a violent aura, "Blood Wolf! Just wait for the fire of anger of the revenge of the Eastern Mongolian Republic."

Yang Luo grinned and showed a row of snow-white teeth, "You are just some clowns, but since you said that, I will add another fire to them. I want to see how your shitty Republican army is angry." After that, he raised his feet and kicked Mohammed hard in the crotch.

Mohamed quickly turned sideways, and his left hand, which was not injured, reached backwards, then quickly turned around, and a cold light rushed straight to Yang Luo's throat.

Yang Luo stretched out his right hand, grabbed his wrist with the knife, and then raised his foot and kicked Mohamed hard in the crotch. "Ao!" A scream that was not a human was heard from Mohamed's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Luo used his right hand to pinch Mohammed's wrist. Then he let go and kicked another kick.

"Bang"

Mohammed's whole body flew up, hit the carriage and then slid to the ground. Blood and yellow liquid flowed out of his crotch, and a faint smell of blood mixed with a stinky smell.

Yang Luo opened the car window, squatted down and said coldly: "I said I would pinch out your egg yolk."

After saying that, he grabbed Mohammed's ankle and picked him up, then stuffed it out of the car window and grabbed his head. At this time, Mohammed's entire body was hanging outside.

Yang Luo's eyes were flashing with a cold red light, and he said coldly: "You said that your bullshit Republican army would be even more angry when they saw you hanging outside the car by me?" Then he pressed the car window down and stuck it around his neck.

Dong Yuluo, Qi Yue and the girl all stared at Mohammed's hands clutching the window and struggling with his hands. His body hanging outside floated up with the high-speed train.

Gradually, anyone could see the despair in Mohammed's eyes. Perhaps he knew that he would not have hope even if he was struggling, so he might as well die more quickly. He slowly let go of his hands holding the car window.

There was only a light "click" sound, and the sound of a broken tibia came. Blood was flowing from the corners of Mohammed's mouth, nose, ears and even the corners of his eyes. His eyes were protruding from his eye sockets, staring at the front. In this scene, not to mention Qi Yue and that girl, even Dong Yuluo's heart was trembling.

The boss glanced at Mohammed and felt his throat dry and swallowed. He had long regarded life and death as a person like them, but he really couldn't imagine such a way of death.

Yang Luo turned around and looked at the already scared boss, "Tell me! Whose hand is that batch of jewelry?"

The boss turned his stiff neck and said in a hoarse voice: "That batch of jewelry is not in the car."

Yang Luo took out the cigarette and lowered his head and lit it, then took a deep breath, then raised his head and said coldly: "If you don't want to be hung there by me like that mummy Mohammed, you should just tell me honestly."
Chapter completed!