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Chapter 542

"You said I kidnapped your people? Who did I kidnap? Also, who are you? If you can't give me an answer that satisfies me today, then I'm very sorry. I'm afraid you won't be able to leave here alive."

Shark regained some confidence and remembered Wang Fan's words just now, so he couldn't help but frown and asked.

Because he really didn't remember that he had kidnapped anyone, let alone who he kidnapped.

"Shark, stop pretending. You sent Iron Arhat to trouble Lin Ruoxue at noon, and kidnapped Huang Tingting and Dai Yuying at night. Isn't it to deal with me?"

Wang Fan sneered, "Don't tell me that those things were decided by your subordinates without permission and have nothing to do with you. Don't tell me either, you don't know me."

"Are you Wang Fan?" Shark suddenly woke up after hearing this.

Although it was not his subordinates who made the decision to deal with Lin Ruoxue and kidnap the two Huang Dai girls without authorization, Wang Fan was right in saying one thing.

That means he really doesn't know Wang Fan, and has never even seen Wang Fan's photo.

As a mere security company boss, Shark didn't take him seriously yet. Even if Tie Luohan was taken away by the police, he thought Wang Fan was lucky.

In addition, he was busy deploying things to deal with the Wulang Gang all day long, and only took time to relax for a while at night. He really hadn't seen any photos of Wang Fan.

Shark was stunned at first, and then became furious, "Are you here because of those two women? Are you still being unreasonable? I sent people to kidnap them, but they didn't succeed at all."

The shark was so angry.

For the sake of two women who failed to kidnap, Wang Fan came here single-handedly and killed more than a hundred of his elites. Is this a joke?

He felt very ridiculous.

"There is no need to reason with people like you. It seems that I have not wronged you. In this case, you can rest in peace."

After Wang Fan finished speaking, he ducked towards the shark.

"You dare to take action? You are seeking death!" The shark was shocked, grinned suddenly, and immediately pulled the trigger crazily.

With a bang, the bullet came out of the gun, but he was horrified to find that Wang Fan's shadow had disappeared.

A bullet hole was blasted out of the wall behind Wang Fan.

Before he could fire the second shot, he felt a figure flash in front of him, followed by a pain in his wrist, and his gun was in Wang Fan's hand.

Wang Fan's speed was so fast that only the shark could fire a shot, and no one else could react at all.

After Wang Fan grabbed Shark's gun, he turned the gun around without hesitation and fired more than a dozen shots at the dozens of people.

The sound of gunshots was so loud that it stung people's eardrums.

The dozen or so people only hesitated for two seconds before they were shot in the wrist and their firearms fell to the ground.

They all held their bleeding wrists and groaned in pain, and looked at Wang Fan with even more frightened eyes.

What kind of marksmanship is this? What speed is this?

They were just two seconds slow because they were afraid of shooting and hurting the shark, and they were all killed?

fear.

horrible.

They only felt a little cold all over their bodies.

Wang Fan shot over a dozen people, blew into the muzzle of the gun, and then poked the hot muzzle on the shark's head.

"Looking for death? Now tell me, who is looking for death?" Wang Fan's voice was very plain, but in the ears of the shark, it was more terrifying than the devil's voice.

Wang Fan said, then looked at the dozen or so people, "You'd better not move around, let alone try to pick up the gun, otherwise, the next shot will blow your heads."

After hearing Wang Fan's words, several guys who wanted to pick up their guns suddenly calmed down and did not dare to move.

Cold sweat broke out on Shark's forehead, and he finally became frightened.

He never expected that in a blink of an eye, the situation would be reversed, and he, the hunter, would become the prey.

"Wang Fan, I admit that I underestimated you. I'll give you a price and give you a way to live. Don't scare me. There are only sixteen bullets in this gun. I fired one before, and you fired twelve. In other words,

Today’s guns still have at most three bullets in them.”

Shark forced himself to calm down, "With three bullets, you can only kill three people at most. No matter which three you kill, others will have enough time to pick up the gun in their hands and shoot you."

"The worst thing is, everyone will die together! Anyway, I, Shark, am just a gangster with no relatives and a lot of lives on my body. Death is not a pity."

"But, can you afford to die? If you die, the women around you will have no one to protect you. Although Wulang hasn't made a move on you yet, it doesn't mean he will never do it."

The shark spoke word by word, trying to escape the disaster in this way.

After hearing these words, his twelve die-hard loyalists who had no fighting spirit at first gathered their fighting spirit again.

They looked at Wang Fan and the gun at their feet.

As long as Wang Fan fires the last three bullets, they will pick up the gun as soon as possible and fight to the death to break the situation.

"Oh?" Wang Fan laughed disdainfully after hearing this, "As expected of the boss of the Shark Gang, he has been stabbed in the head with a gun, and he can still act so calm."

"It's a pity that if you want to threaten me in this way, you have found the wrong person. You guys don't have the strength to die with me."

"Goodbye, shark."

Wang Fan said and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

With a bang, the shark's head exploded, and red and white things splashed out.

But his eyes were wide open, still retaining the same expression as before. Apparently, he didn't expect that Wang Fan would kill him so decisively.

Wang Fan killed the shark with one shot, and the twelve young men also took action at the same time.

They all lowered their heads sharply and pounced on the guns at their feet.

There are still two bullets in Wang Fan's gun, which means it can kill at most two people.

No matter who Wang Fan chooses to kill, he can buy time for the other ten people. This is their chance to make a comeback.

At the moment when the twelve people were throwing their guns at the ground, Wang Fan fired again.

With two pounces, he shot two people directly, and then rushed towards the nearest young man like a tiger.

The young man's hand had just touched the gun when Wang Fan's right leg flew out like thunder, kicked him hard in the head and swept him away.

His body hit the three people on the left like a cannonball, causing them to spit out blood and flip over.

At this time, Wang Fan had already picked up the gun on the ground with his toes, grabbed it in his hand, jumped out diagonally, and started firing.

Plop, plop, plop.

There was another series of noises, and six people were shot and fell straight to the ground.

At this time, Wang Fan had no bullets in his gun, and he did not continue shooting. Instead, he grabbed the gun and hit another young man hard.

The young man's head was hit directly by the gun, and he fell to the ground with a bloody head and closed his eyes.

At the same time, Wang Fan jumped up instantly and rushed towards the last remaining young man.

The young man was so frightened that he rushed to the shark's side, grabbed the shark's body and threw it towards Wang Fan. Then he opened the drawer and grabbed a few grenades.

He looked at Wang Fan fiercely and said in a stern voice: "Don't come over, or we will all die together!"

There was madness in his eyes, and no one would doubt that he had the courage to die together.

Wang Fan, who had just kicked the shark carcass away, looked at this scene and immediately stopped and raised his hands, "Brother, don't be impulsive. If you have anything to say, say it properly."

Wang Fan never thought that there were grenades here. Are you kidding me?

Although he was powerful and physically fit, he did not dare to use his mortal body to withstand an exploding grenade.

That's pure courting of death.


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