"Do you think your Mr. Bai is a vegetarian? If you can't beat him, then he begs for mercy and then lets you go?"
Bai Haoming held up his submachine gun and walked towards Ah Fei.
If it weren't for Bai Haoming's quick reaction, Ah Fei's shot just now would have been enough to kill Bai Haoming.
Even in front of Jiang Nan, Bai Haoming always maintained a playful and smiling face.
But don't forget, Bai Haoming is the king of the Underground Dragon Palace, with influence all over the world.
To be able to sit in this position, Bai Haoming is not a soft-hearted person.
Bai Haoming never shows mercy to enemies who want his own life.
Even at this moment, Ah Fei begged Bai Haoming not to kill him.
But Bai Haoming's eyes remained unmoved, and he slowly raised the submachine gun in his hand and pointed it at Ah Fei.
After a burst of popping noise.
Bai Haoming turned his head to look at the increasingly one-sided battle. His blood-stained face looked very ferocious at the moment.
"A Fei was killed just like that?"
Molche was shocked and said.
You must know that A Fei is the strongest mercenary that Halisad spent a lot of money to bring back from the Southeast China Sea. Whether it is assassination or fighting, even the strongest soldier king of Khalasar is no match for him.
But now he was easily killed by an unknown person.
"Trash, they are all trash. They claimed to be the strongest mercenary in the southeast area, and they were killed just like that! They are just like the losers in the City Defense Department, they are all trash!"
Madame Romande was very grumpy at the moment and cursed angrily.
Being scolded as a loser by Mrs. Romande, Assassin also looked very unhappy.
Seeing that the dust was about to settle, Assassin knew that if he continued to stay, he would definitely be killed.
So Assassin stood up and said: "Count Morche, Madame Romande, for your safety, I must take you away immediately!"
"You guys, where do you want to go?"
A cold voice sounded behind Mrs. Romande and others.
Madame Romande was startled and turned her head sharply.
What could be seen was a dark muzzle close to the forehead, and the figures of two tall men.
"No, don't kill me, I can give you anything! Our Bolsh family is very rich, we have a lot of money. You will never be able to spend it all in your lifetime. Let me go and I will give you all this money! And
My grandfather is the Marquis of Khalasar, if you kill me, you won’t have an easy time either!”
Mrs. Romande said in panic.
As soon as Molche and Assassin made a move to draw their guns, Fengying, who was standing next to Jiang Nan, moved faster than the two of them, pointed his guns at the two of them, and said: "Don't move!"
Seeing Feng Ying drawing his gun so quickly, he and Bai Haoming, a group of people with extraordinary fighting ability.
Molche suddenly thought of the news that had put the entire Khalasar on alert.
No wonder, the nearly 100 city defense soldiers and Ah Fei, the top mercenaries in Southeast China, were defeated so quickly.
It turns out that the enemy is actually not a simple person.
Molche smiled bitterly and gave up resistance.
Assassin gritted his teeth when he saw Molche throw away his gun, and also dropped the pistol in his hand.
Seeing this, Feng Ying stretched out his legs to kick the two pistols away, and then nodded.
This side of Jiangnan.
"I've given you a chance, but you still want to die! Do you have any last words to say? These two people can help you convey them!"
Jiang Nan's face was as cold as frost, his eyes were like torches, and he said in a cold voice.
Mrs. Romande felt Jiang Nan's cold tone and murderous intent, her face changed drastically, and she quickly said: "No, you can't kill me! I am the daughter of a Marquis, I have a lot of money, I am still young, I..."
"Are these your last words?"
Jiang Nan turned on the safety of the pistol, put his finger on the trigger, and said.
"No, Dad! Dad! Save me, I don't want to die yet!"
Seeing Jiang Nan's decisive attitude, Mrs. Romande felt desperate, scared, and at a loss for the first time in her life when she wanted to speak.
Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Molche beside him. He was like a drowning man who saw a life-saving straw, shouting with runny nose and tears.
Molche's expression changed drastically, and as expected, Jiang Nan's eyes fell on him after Mrs. Romande finished speaking.
When he felt Jiang Nan's cold and oppressive eyes, Molche's heart sank and he opened his mouth, wanting to veto his relationship with Mrs. Romande in order to gain a new life.
But when Molcher saw Mrs. Romande's red eyes and embarrassed look, the words came to his lips, but Molcher didn't know how to speak.
No matter how much the Bolsch family looks down on him or belittles himself, he is still Mrs. Romande's biological father.
Molche was silent for a long time, raised his head, and said with a wry smile: "Sir, my little girl has indeed caused you a lot of trouble. I am here to make amends to you!"
With that said, Molche placed his head heavily on the ground and knelt down to Jiang Nan and Feng Ying.
Assassin was shocked, not expecting that Molche would admit that he was Mrs. Romande's biological father at this time.
The two guys in front of them are obviously not good people. If they dare to kill Mrs. Romande, they will definitely kill all the people close to Mrs. Romande.
To admit this identity at this time is undoubtedly to seek death.
Although he was very surprised as to why Molche did this, Assassin did not dare to ask out loud for fear of attracting the attention of Jiangnan and Fengying.
"This is no small trouble. If it were anyone else, wouldn't it be because of such a trivial matter that they would have to pay the price with their lives? Then those who lost their lives because of her will forgive you for your fault.
Is it okay?”
Jiang Nan's eyes were cold and he asked in a cold voice.
Molche knew that the matter was difficult to resolve, and a look of determination appeared in his eyes, saying: "She will become like this, and it belongs to my godson Wufang. Since sir can't forgive her fault, then use my life to replace her."
Forgive me!"
Madame Romande's face was filled with joy, and she did not feel any sympathy or repentance at all because Morcher had forgiven her.
From the corner of his eye, Jiangnan caught a glimpse of the joy on Mrs. Romande's face, and there was a look of disgust in her eyes.
"I think whoever is at fault should bear the responsibility!"
Jiangnan's pistol was pointed at Mrs. Romande's head again, with her finger on the trigger.
"Keep the gun alive!"
A shout rang out.
This sentence suddenly rang out in the otherwise quiet Moorish slum street.
A large group came from Hagrid Bay in the east.
The leader is none other than the Prince of Khalasar, Bariston.