Quint stared at Ye Junlang, his whole body was trembling and shaking, his throat was crawling, he wanted to say something but couldn't.
He had also been in a mercenary group in the dark world, and his hands were stained with blood. He also had a certain degree of strength, but he had never seen a guy with such terrifying skills——
In terms of adaptability, body skills, speed, attacks, etc., he was a top-notch being. The ten bodyguards holding weapons around him were all killed in less than half a minute.
Is this considered a human being?
No, this is definitely not a person, but a devil, a terrifying devil!
Ye Junlang walked towards Quint, playing with the pistol in his hand with both hands. He saw that under his dazzling skills, the gun was completely dismembered and turned into parts that clattered to the ground.
suddenly--
Whoosh!
Ye Junlang kicked off his feet and rushed in front of Quint in a flash. At that time, Quint's right hand was quietly reaching into his trouser pocket, but before he had time to make this action, Ye Junlang came in an instant and single-handedly
He picked up his body with his hands and smashed it towards the coffee table in front of the sofa.
boom!
Quint was thrown to pieces, and at the same time, a pocket-sized exquisite pistol slipped out of his trouser pocket.
It turned out that after Quint saw Ye Junlang dismantling the pistols in his hands one by one, he thought that Ye Junlang did not have a gun in his hand, so he wanted to quietly take out the pocket pistol hidden in his trouser pocket.
Unfortunately, his actions could not be hidden from Ye Junlang.
Before he even took out his pocket pistol, his whole body was smashed on the coffee table.
Ye Junlang's face was cold and gloomy, as if he was telling others that he was angry.
He walked to the sofa and sat down, stretched out his hand and pulled the tie on his shirt, then turned to look at Anita who was stunned, and said: "Anita, stop standing there. Go and give it.
I'll pour you a glass of wine."
Anita woke up from a dream. She came back to her senses and said subconsciously: "Yes, yes..."
Anita seemed to be stumbling as she walked, obviously frightened by this scene... Looking at the bodies lying on the ground, the blood was gurgling, and the smell of blood was permeating the air.
No matter how courageous Anita was, she was still a woman, so she was naturally frightened.
There was a wine cabinet in the room. Anita took out a bottle of dry red from the wine cabinet, poured a glass of red wine, and walked over and handed it to Ye Junlang.
Ye Junlang took the glass and took a sip. He glanced at Anita and said, "Sit quietly next to me. As long as you obey, you will be fine."
Anita nodded and sat motionless on the sofa.
At this time, Quint had come to his senses, and there were still waves of pain all over his body. His eyes looked at Ye Junlang, and his pupils could not help but reveal a trembling and fearful look.
.
"I said you're used to eating unlucky things, so why did you blame me? You don't want to do a good deal, but you have to use such methods to force me. You son of a bitch are just impatient with life, right?
?" Ye Junlang stared at Quint and said in a cold tone.
Quint gasped for air, and his tone was still fierce as he said: "You, you don't dare to kill me. Even if you kill me, you won't be able to get out of here."
boom!
Ye Junlang suddenly raised his foot and stepped hard on Quint's chest and abdomen. There was a crack, like a harsh sound like the sternum being broken, which made Quint howl in agony.
"You are too self-righteous. Not to mention your building, even the heavily guarded black building of the Mafia Sigler family, I can get in and out without any damage! And here, with Sigler,
What does the black building of the Le family compare to?" Ye Junlang sneered, and then he said in a serious tone, "Since you want to die, then I will help you! I want to buy weapons from you, it is nothing more than a desire.
Get it immediately. If you don’t want to trade, then after I kill you, I will trade through the black market, which will just be a few days late!”
With that said, Ye Junlang picked up the pocket pistol that fell from Quint's trouser pocket from the ground, pulled the safety, and put his index finger on the trigger. The murderous intent in his body instantly condensed.
Although it is a pocket version of a pistol, it is equally powerful. If a vital part is hit, death is certain.
Ye Junlang aimed his gun at Quint's forehead.
He has always been deeply abhorred by those who take advantage of others, and will kill them when they deserve it, without mercy.
In an instant, a terrifying and murderous aura that seemed to be real filled the air from Ye Junlang's body. Just releasing a wisp was enough to make people feel terrified.
"No, don't kill me! I will give you weapons and I am willing to trade with you... Mr. Ye, it was my fault. I, I shouldn't be arrogant or self-righteous. Please, don't kill me. Do you want to
You can have as many weapons as you want, I can provide you with whatever you need..."
Quint suddenly begged loudly for mercy, because he, who had been on the battlefield, could feel that the murderous aura that filled the air from Ye Junlang just now was the real murderous aura!
As long as he hesitates for a moment, Ye Junlang will definitely pull the trigger!
Of course Quint doesn't want to die. As a gangster in Marrakesh, he wants power, money, and women. He is still so young and has plenty of time left to enjoy this rich life. How could he give it up?
Go to hell?
Ye Junlang raised the corner of his mouth and showed a meaningful smile. He stared at Quint and said, "Are you willing to trade? But I can't offer 30 million US dollars!"
Quint gritted his teeth and said: "In order to show my sincerity, I gave these weapons to Mr. Ye without a penny from Mr. Ye!"
Ye Junlang squinted his eyes and said nothing, but the murderous intent that spread out became even more fierce.
Quint's heart sank. Under the threat of death, he broke into a cold sweat and said hurriedly: "Also, in addition to giving this batch of weapons to Mr. Ye, I will also give Mr. Ye's accounts
Put in thirty million dollars!”
After Quint said these words, the murderous intent in Ye Junlang calmed down a little.
"Seeing that you are so sincere, I will reluctantly make a deal with you."
Ye Junlang put away his gun and said.
Quint secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had just come back from the hell. At the same time, he felt extremely regretful and understood deeply what it means to not die without being pretentious.
If he hadn't been too trusting before, thinking that Ye Junlang couldn't escape from his grasp here, leaving him at his mercy, and trying to trick Ye Junlang, he wouldn't have ended up like this!
This was a good time. He lost his wife and lost his troops. Not only did he give away his weapons for free, he also had to pay thirty million US dollars, and all ten bodyguards around him were killed.
Such a loss is really heavy.
However, in Quint's view, this can save his life, so it is worth it.