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1138. Trip to Macau 120

Fang Haoming raised his head and saw two guns. The muzzles were black, as if they were burning with blood. [ ]

Reflexively, Fang Haoming wanted to hide.

"If you hide again, I will shoot."

The speed of the sound was slower, and Fang Haoming had already moved.

Of course, Mengdie's gun was also fired.

The gun did not hit Fang Haoming, but it made a hole in front of his eyes.

Hearing the sound of gunshots, Fang Haoming jumped up in fright and screamed. Mengdie said: "Even if you move even a little bit further, the next bullet will hit you!"

"What do you want?" Fang Haoming said encouragingly.

Mengdie smiled and said, "Shouldn't I ask you this question?"

"I...I..." Fang Haoming had already lost two of his three souls. He couldn't say "I" for a long time, so he turned to the twenty men and said harshly: "What do you do for food? Don't you know how to shoot?

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The twenty people were also quite aggrieved. The scene just happened so suddenly. When they were about to shoot, the two of them started talking again and naturally let go. However, Fang Haoming was their boss and the prince.

Lord, they can only endure it.

Fang Haoming ate a turtle again and felt very unhappy. A ruthless look flashed in his eyes and he shouted: "Protect me, shoot me, don't kill that woman."

Fang Haoming's bodyguard was naturally not a vegetarian, so he stepped in front of Fang Haoming in one swift step.

And at the moment when Fang Haoming gave the order, Mengdie and the other two men all moved, and several gunshots were fired in an instant, during which several golden playing cards flew by.

Then, there were screams and surprises...

Fang Haoming stood behind the bodyguard, feeling confident that the girl opposite him could do nothing to him. But when he took a look, what he saw was that the hands of twenty people were empty.

All those guns fell to the ground.

Fang Haoming could not believe what he was seeing. How could their marksmanship be so fast? So accurate?

Needless to say, Mengdie and Shen Fei learned from Sun Hongyu that they are better than others; as for Wuying Shou, using playing cards may not be able to achieve this effect, but he used his own specially made gold playing cards, and the effect was

They cannot be compared.

Mengdie pointed the gun at Fang Haoming's half-exposed head and smiled contemptuously: "I still have one last bullet in my gun. You can bet whether I can blow your head off."


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