"Stinky flies!" Xiang Yimo murmured and waved his hand away.
Nangong Han carefully laid her flat on the seat, put on his shirt and walked out of the car.
The withered yellow reeds are vast, and huge waves are rolling in. The clear breeze blows on his face, ruffling his thick hair, and the warm sunshine pieced together his three-dimensional and deep facial features, forming a beautiful picture in the advertisement.
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He opened the door, stepped into the driver's seat, started the engine, and drove away!
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In the suburbs, there is an abandoned factory. The plaster on the walls has peeled off, the windows are broken, the concrete floor is full of cracks, and it is covered with weeds. In the past, the place was sparsely populated, and not a single car passed by in a day, but now the intersection has stopped.
The limousine was full, and a dense crowd gathered.
"What does it mean that the new chief of the Bonanna family suddenly called us to such a useless place!" A gang boss was impatient to wait.
"Speak softly. This new chief is cruel and cruel. He killed his uncle to get to where he is today."
"When he was seventeen years old, he killed all his cousin's children with his own hands."
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However, these are all rumors, and no one knows the truth of the matter. As he took the first job in the Bonanna family, the rumors became more and more exaggerated, and they almost painted him as a murderous demon. Hell and
The cultivating god Rakshasa came. With these confusing rumors and the status of the Bonanna family, no one in the gangs, big or small, dared to provoke him. Because, with Nangong Han's strength, destroying a gang would be like squeezing one to death.
As easy as an ant!
Five black commercial vehicles drove directly in, the noise stopped abruptly, and everyone stood upright.
Amidst the silence, dozens of well-trained Bonanna family guards got out of the car, all dressed in black uniforms and looking cold and stern.
Finally, the car door slowly opened, and Butler He, who was wearing a straight suit, walked out, "Push those people out!"
As soon as the men received the order, they immediately took the gangsters who had molested Xiang Yimo out of another car.
They were tied up tightly and did not appear to have been tortured in any way. They were just wet all over, as if they had just been fished out of the water and must have been soaked in the rain all night.
Butler He is only responsible for arresting. He will not make any decisions without receiving instructions from Nangong Han.
"Brother Wolf, aren't they your men?" Others gloated.
"Boss, help us!" When they saw the boss, they became excited and asked him for help.
A fierce-looking middle-aged man's expression changed drastically and he walked up to Butler He and said, "Mr. He, these little bastards have offended you somewhere?"
"The person they offended was not me, but my young master."
His eyes were straight and his face was stiff. This was a terrible situation. He had offended Nangong Han. Not to mention these few followers, even he himself could not protect himself.
"Nangong Han is here!"
Everyone moved their positions to make way for the road. The domineering Aston Martin was covered with mud, as if it had just emerged from the quagmire. The car did not slow down at all, coming from the dust, splashing muddy water from the pond, and braked suddenly.
, stopped steadily in the center of the field.
Butler He walked over, respectfully bent down to open the car door for him, and handed him a warm towel.
Nangong Han's long legs were straddling the car door, and his pair of high-end custom-made handmade leather shoes were covered with mud. Everyone wondered what this mysterious Nangong Han looked like, and stretched their necks to look at him.
He suddenly stood up and closed the car door. The snow-white shirt on his body was unbuttoned, revealing his strong texture lines and the ferocious scars on it. His thick black hair was as stiff as iron and slightly messy. He was so
Dressing up uninhibitedly looks arrogant, arrogant and wild in the eyes of others.
He took the warm towel, wiped it, and threw it back, "Where is the person?"
"over there!"
These people were tied to trees respectively. As soon as they saw Nangong Han, they immediately begged for mercy.
"Mr. Nangong, we are blind, please don't remember the faults of villains and let us go..."
Nangong Han didn't bother to look at them, "Who is in charge of these people?" His cold arrow eyes swept around angrily.
The old man walked over tremblingly, sweating on his back, "Nan...Mr. Nangong, these little bastards are ignorant and are at your disposal!"
"The Bonanna Group will never sell you a gun or a bullet from now on!"
The boss was horrified. Without the weapons of the Bonanna Group, how could his gang survive? If he bought it from other arms dealers, they would definitely take the opportunity to drive up prices. He had better disband the brothers as soon as possible when he returned.
Nangong Han took out a check and said, "Is this number of words enough to buy the lives of these dogs?"
"Of course!" The boss was immediately overjoyed. With this money, he just quit!
"Old He, go and loosen the ropes on them!"
"But, young master..." As soon as Butler He saw his impatient eyes, he immediately shut up and signaled his men to untie these people.
Nangong Han took out a pistol with a silvery cold light, faced them, and glanced at them coldly, "Your life is already mine, let me play a game with you! Which one of you can run away?"
I will let that person go before he is shot behind me!"
Butler He frowned. The young master's behavior has always been unpredictable. Did he really want to kill someone in public?
This short distance of ten meters, as long as you rush across it quickly in one breath, there is still a glimmer of hope.
"Bang!" Nangong Han raised his pistol and fired a shot into the sky.
As soon as they heard the gunfire, they ran away——
Nangong Han slowly wiped his pistol. When he was still five steps away from him, an evil smile appeared on the corners of his thin lips. Huo Di raised the pistol, narrowed his cold eyes, and pointed it at theirs.
Crotch, "Bang! Bang! Bang..." fired seven shots in a row.