The boy seemed to be scared by that eyes, covering his chest, and his tone was afraid, "Oh, look at me with that look, I am afraid." I just smiled at the corner of my head.
"Okay, Tang Yu, don't play it." Huang Fu said lazy.
The boy named Tang Yumei was a poor expression in an instant, looking at Ba Song Chalun Pong, and his eyes were unable to hide the cunning. "
This seemingly weak boy, no one can think of it. He is an invisible killer who has trained in Southeast Asia for many years. This time, Rong Sheng's accident and left from the organization, Huang Fuxun intends to give him all the business here, and he retreats.
Basong Shi Lun Peng's eyes shot from Tang Yu, and Tang Yu muttered, "It's such a look again, don't you bother?"
If the boy was naughty, the atmosphere of the scene was activated instantly, and the rest of the people in black except the Basatta in front of the Basatta and the people standing around him were restrained.
Basong's charming face becomes distorted, "Even if I die here, I will pull you a group of people to be buried."
The door behind me did not know when it was closed. The door of the copper wall and iron wall could not be opened at all.
But he heard Tang Yu's follow -up sentence, "Do you mean those explosives you buried under the house? Rest assured, that thing is too dangerous, I was dismantled by me, one will not stay."
Tang Yu blinked his cute big eyes to Ba Song, a very innocent look.
After hearing Tang Yu's words, Basong's body shakes backwards, but everyone else has a smile at the boy with a smile.
Even Huang Fuyu, who was standing in front, slightly evoked the corners of his lips. Song Gang behind him admired the five -body land. It is indeed the successor cultivated by Brother Yan. This boy named Tang Yu was a little harder than Rong Sheng Then, then
Emperor Fuxi raised his hand, last second, those who were still commending with a smile, the next second, the bullet seemed to not have long eyes, and instantly shot out of the hands of those in black.
The people of Ba Song fell to the ground. A living mouth did not stay.
In a gunfire rain, Basong Zhalun Peng quickly turned over, and knocked on both sides of the armrests with both hands. In an instant, several small needles were shot at Huangfuyan, and then that one was at a strange speed. The lying couch is in front of you.
Everyone was busy blocking the silver needles like beef hair. Several people, but like a ghost, instantly moved to the position of a few meters away from the couch hid by Charlun Peng.
Then raised his hand, and threw the wrench sharply.
The muffled pistol did not make any sound, but the air was filled with a burnt smell of human flesh.
The couch blocking Basong's Charlun Peng collapsed, revealing the glamorous, soft, but at this moment, there was a face that was unbelievable.
In the middle of the big red shirt on the left chest, there is a hole in the size of a finger, which is flowing to the outlet with blood, as if the red plum blooms.
And the black man next to Basong Zhaelun Peng was full of countless holes on his body. Obviously, Shizun Charlun Peng turned his bullets while turning over.
Ba Song Charun Peng covered his chest, laughed tragically, "Huang Fu, I really underestimated you."