The first sixty-seventh chapter of the boss was captured
"Boom, boom, boom!!" In the night, the sound of explosions sounded one after another.
The sudden explosion made Luther and Mr. Ivandorf stunned. In this moment, the figures of Chu Yan and the car god had appeared in front of Mr. Ivandorf.
"Da da da!!" The MP5 submachine gun in the driver's hand fired accurately and continuously, killing everyone except Mr. Ivanov, including Luther who blocked Mr. Ivanov with his body.
"Report the results of the clearance." Chu Yan looked at Mr. Ivandorf, holding a metal yo-yo in his hand, playing various tricks leisurely, and then everyone's answers made Chu Yan satisfied.
Head: "Very good. Now that the clearance is complete, let's talk, Mr. Ivandorf."
"Who are you?" Ivandorf looked at Chu Yan, one hand behind his back, while Chu Yan was still playing with the yo-yo, with a leisurely look on his face: "Didn't I tell you? I am
A businessman, a pure businessman, but you are too insincere, so you have become what you are now."
"Businessman? Go to hell!" After all, Mr. Ivandorf is also a ruthless character, at least he used to be. So the moment Chu Yan lowered his head, he suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waist, and then he was about to take aim.
Chu Yan shooting.
But the yo-yo in Chu Yan's hand miraculously shot out at this moment. When the yo-yo exceeded the distance of one and a half meters, there was a click, the blade came out, rotated at high speed, and cut directly into Ivando's body.
On Mr. Husband’s wrist!!
With a sound of "Puff!", the sound of the blade cutting through skin and flesh or even cutting off bones was clear and sweet. The gun in Mr. Ivandorf's hand fell to the ground instantly, and after Chu Yan took back the yo-yo, he was still playing various games with a smile on his face.
All kinds of tricks, but this time, Chu Yan's tone was no longer relaxed and cheerful: "You shouldn't have drawn your gun, Car God, take him out of here, let's find a suitable place to have a good chat with him."
Chu Yan gave an order, and all the participating team members quickly retreated. The god of the car pressed Mr. Ivanov to the front of the car, pressed him directly behind the car, and quickly searched him to confirm that there was nothing hidden on Mr. Ivanov.
After taking out the weapon, he threw him directly into the trunk.
"Let's go, find a quiet place, and have a good chat with Mr. Ivandorf." Chu Yan looked at the car god. The two brothers collided with fists. Then the car slowly started and sped away, leaving the crowd full of people.
A battlefield filled with smoke.
And when Chu Yan's men were all evacuated, in the water far away from the dock, a figure with blond hair slowly appeared above the water. On his finger, a diamond ring sparkled in the moonlight.
"Brothers, each find a place to stay temporarily." Chu Yan sat in the car, thinking about how to deal with Mr. Ivandorf later, and at the same time issued new instructions to other participating team members: "Don't show your face for the time being.
After the car god and I have settled the matter with Mr. Ivandorf, I will inform you of the next step."
Chu Yan's words were naturally an order for Lao Tie and others to withdraw from the battlefield in their own way, leaving no unnecessary items or traces except bullet casings.
The car god drove the car and looked for a suitable place on the car's navigation map: "Captain, what do you think of this place?" the car god asked, pointing to a wasteland on the navigation map, while Chu Yan took a look.
That wasteland, and then nodded: "Yes, let's go there. There seem to be a lot of abandoned buildings there, which should be left before the city was relocated. They can just help us avoid the prying eyes of prying eyes."
The car ran at high speed. Fifty-five minutes later, the car was completely far away from the container terminal where the battle took place. Chu Yan also immediately selected a place that looked like a scrap collection station.
After the car drove directly in, it stopped in a house that was already ventilated from all sides. Fortunately, the top of the house was still there, so it would not be clearly visible to people from the sky.
Chu Yan and Che Shen found an iron chair. They didn't even bother to clean the dirty chair, so they took Mr. Ivandorf out of the trunk and tied his hands to the chair.
Mr. Ivandorf was furious at this moment, because he had never thought that he would be treated like this. Ever since he joined the Chariot Group, no one had dared to treat him like this. First they threw him into the trunk, and now they threw him into the trunk.
He was tied to this dirty chair.
"You two bastards! You are dead!" Mr. Ivandorf looked at Chu Yan, and the anger in his heart made him curse and threaten Chu Yan from time to time: "If I were you, I would start
You have chosen the cemetery early, and you should pray that when I kill you, you will be intact!"
"Did you two hear this? Let me go immediately! I am the veteran of the Chariot Group. No one in Germany dares to do this to me!"
"Asshole! You have offended someone you shouldn't have offended, and you are waiting to die!!"
Although Mr. Ivandorf was tied to a chair by Chu Yan and Che Shen, his voice was still roaring one after another. Chu Yan and Che Shen were preparing to pack away some of his gadgets.
So I never paid attention to him.
Until his voice made Chu Yan a little unhappy, he turned around and came to Mr. Ivandorf with a wrench, raised the iron hand in his hand and slapped him hard on the mouth!!
With a sound of "Pa!", Mr. Ivandorf's voice suddenly stopped. The look in Chu Yan's eyes changed from anger to disbelief. The emotions and information expressed in his eyes were very clear, that is, he really
He couldn't believe that someone dared to hit him.
"What are you looking at? Save your strength and wait until you call me." After Chu Yan said this, he raised the wrench in his hand. Mr. Ivanov was so scared that he subconsciously shrank his neck, but the wrench in Chu Yan's hand was
It didn't fall, but was thrown aside directly, turned around and met the car god
The two people murmured a few words, and then they came to Mr. Ivanov with a tattered table: "Clang!" With a sound, the table fell to the ground, and dust flew on the table. When the dust settled, Ivanov
The gentleman saw clearly what was on the table.
It was a row of large and small knives, with different shapes and sizes, but the only thing they had in common was that they all shone with a cold light, exuding a chilling cold murderous intent.
"You...what do you want to do?" Mr. Ivandorf was a little dumbfounded. He had never experienced such a thing since he joined the Chariot Group. In other words, he was the only one who did this to others, and no one had ever dared to do this to him.
So he didn't dare to think about what would happen later, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping down unconsciously at this moment.
"Relax, we two are not good people, so as long as you cooperate well, you can suffer less." Chu Yan smiled and made his attitude clear as soon as he spoke, and Ivandorf
The husband still doesn't want to believe that the two people in front of him dare to touch him.
But many times, facts always speak louder than words. When Chu Yan came to him with a long, narrow and sharp knife in his hand, he finally understood the situation in front of him: "What do you want?
Just tell me and I can satisfy any of your requirements!"
"Mr. Ivanov, you are a smart man, and I like your attitude very much, so let's talk about one thing at a time." Chu Yan looked at Mr. Ivanov in front of him and said to him in his heart
Basically, we have a definite judgment. Regardless of his identity, he is just an ordinary person, and he is not much different from most ordinary people.
So Chu Yan knew that he would definitely get the answer he wanted today: "In our previous transaction, you took away my goods, but you wanted to use a bomb to kill me. I think we should settle this account first.
Calculate."
Chu Yan did not intend to go straight to the topic at the beginning. He had too many topics to talk to Mr. Ivandorf, and every question of Chu Yan had enough weight, so Mr. Ivandorf