According to Meng Xiaoan's opinion, the two super bird-men, Thunderbolt and Yellow Turban, were shot to death randomly.
In fact, Meng Xiaoan made careful preparations for this acting scene.
There is only one purpose, to kill the two eyesores, Yellow Turban and Thunderbolt.
This is beyond reproach. As long as they are killed, Meng Xiaoan will definitely smile even when sleeping.
Meng Xiaoan's conspiracy did not succeed, or in other words, it succeeded half way.
Because Lei Pili and Huangjin were not dead, but were injured, there is no question as to whether they were serious or not.
Those powerful snipers were brought in by Meng Xiaoan through some kind of relationship, and they can be said to be the best snipers.
However, because Lei Pili and Yellow Turban were in the melee and moving around, the sniper was hindering their fatal acupuncture points.
Lei Pili was shot in the shoulder and still chopped off the heads of ten people with a knife.
Gorgeous and cold-blooded tricks.
As for the Yellow Turban, he only had a little skin on his face, and the bullets all hit his shield.
Yellow Turban and Thunderbolt didn't stop for any time this time, and moved through the crowd at high speeds, like ghosts.
Meng Xiaoan was not completely sure of letting them leave, so he could only watch their backs slowly disappear from his sight.
Meng Xiaoan cursed darkly: "Damn, you can run away like this." Looking at the bloody heads and corpses on the ground, Meng Xiaoan looked very confused, and he simply dealt with the scene and returned home.
……….
"What a great Meng Xiaoan." Lei Pili used a dagger to directly dig out the bullet in his shoulder. His mouth didn't bite anything, and the blood kept flowing.
Lei Pili treated the wound, and one can imagine the gloom in his heart.
Huang Jin actually smiled appreciatively: "Meng Xiaoan actually guessed that we would ambush him, so he arranged this game. It's really good."
Lei Pili sneered.
Huangjin continued: "It seems that it is impossible for us to kill Meng Xiaoan head-on. Hall Master Lei, do you have any good ideas?"
Lei Pili stood up slowly and said: "There must be something fishy about Meng Xiaoan not being the leader of the Huilong Gang now, and the position of gang leader was given to the Lion King. I heard that even the ring was found, which is a bit difficult."
Huangjin said: "You want to kill the Lion King?"
Lei Pili's plan is indeed this: "I have this idea, but considering the character of the Lion King, it will not be easy for us to kill him. Now we can only disrupt his steps from within. Those new elders will probably be happy to cooperate with him."
I cooperate."
Huang Jin said: "You mean to bribe those new elders,"
Lei Pili showed a conspiratorial look: "Aren't they always together or who killed their father? Just say The Lion King."
The Yellow Turban thought for a while, stroking his hands and said: "What a good plan, those fools will definitely go to the Lion King to question it."
Lei Pili said: "I have to personally come forward in this matter."
Huang Jin agreed and said: "Master Lei, then I will wait for your good news."
Lei Pili said: "The success depends on the person. I believe that the final winner will still be on my side."
Huangjin nodded, "I think so too, I'm going out first."
Lei Pili was the only person left in the room.
He turned off all the lights.
He was used to meditating alone in the dark and breathing alone.
Lei Pili sat on the chair, the pain from the wound could not match the intense pain in his heart.
He always thought that he was a strong person, but now it seems that he is not. He is also afraid of loneliness.
He is used to snow days, and Xue will help him do many things. When he is tired, Xue will massage him and talk to him gently.
When he needs it, Xue will give him her beautiful and charming body.
He was very satisfied. He thought the snow was his shadow and would be by his side all his life.
Xue left and died in his arms. With his lonely eyes, he found that Xue had already existed in his heart, in every corner.
Lei Pili suddenly narrowed his eyes and showed a cold-blooded smile: "You don't seem to take my words seriously."
A ninja slowly appeared in front of Lei Pili.
Moreover, she is a woman with strong breasts and a hot figure. Most ninjas wear flat shoes, but this female ninja wears high heels.
Or the kind of black stockings.
The kunoichi's eyes are very beautiful.
Thunderbolt did not move.
"I think Hall Master Lei's current situation is not much better. Why don't you cooperate with us? After all, your bloodline contains our Japanese blood. No matter how much you resist, it is an unchangeable fact." Ninja's
The sound is very pleasant, probably even more pleasant in bed.
Lei Pili laughed loudly, as if he was mocking something: "You are here just to convince me?"
"I think Hall Master Lei must have heard about the Thirteen Divine Generals."
Lei Pili immediately looked at her warily: "The Thirteen Divine Generals were formed in Japan by thirteen super ninjutsu-style ninjas. Even the Emperor of Japan must be respectful when he sees them. Do you mean they come to Yunnan?"
Already?"
Ninja said: "Yes, so now it's time for Hall Master Lei to make a choice."
Lei Pili said: "What if I refuse?"
The ninja chuckled: "It's nothing. We won't kill people wantonly, especially Hall Master Lei. We are still a little wary of your identity."
Lei Pili sneered: "You really think highly of me, thank you."
The ninja said: "What does Hall Master Lei mean?"
Lei Pili said slowly: "The Thirteen Gods coming to Yunnan must be for the Dragon Gang. I will definitely welcome you warmly. There is no problem if you want me to join."
The female ninja looked satisfied.
Lei Pili continued: "Do you have anything to do?"
"Well, no."
Lei Pili stood up and said: "I have never tried Japanese women."
The female ninja smiled softly and then took off her upper body clothes. Her face was very coquettish. Meng Xiaoan would definitely be surprised if she saw it. It was a bitch like Fujiwara Makoto.
Fujiwara Zhen walked in front of Thunderbolt.
Lei Pili hugged Fujiwara Makoto, then buried his head between her breasts and took a deep sniff.
How fragrant, how like snow.
Fujiwara Zhen held Lei Pili's head with both hands and pressed the two things on her chest.
Lei Pili said: "You seem to be more anxious than me."
Fujiwara smiled wildly: "That's the truth."
Lei Pili lifted one of Fujiwara's long legs with one hand and touched it through the stockings. It was very slippery.
"These legs can kill many men."
"Yes, would you like to,"
Lei Pili immediately pressed her down on the table, his eyes filled with desire.
Go into battle with a gun.
He wants to beat this bitch hard. He thinks that the woman below is Xue, but no, Xue is already dead.
