"Mr. Song, from now on, whenever you call Ye Fan, I will stop shooting."
Xue Tulong revealed his iron-bloodedness and cruelty: "I am a person who pays attention to courtesy first and then fighting."
Song Hongyan shouted coldly: "Xue Tulong, you are playing with fire!"
Duanmu Feng and Duanmu Yun took a step forward to protect Song Hongyan.
"Bang!"
Xue Tulong didn't waste any time and shot Duanmuyun in the left leg.
Duanmuyun's body swayed, his expression was painful, and his left leg was bleeding, but he endured it and could not move.
"Bang!"
Xue Tulong sneered and fired another shot: "Look, are your legs stronger or my bullets?"
The bullet passed through and hit Duanmu Yun's right foot, causing blood to spurt out of him, but he gritted his teeth and held back.
"Bang bang——"
Xue Tulong added two more shots, hitting Duanmu Yun's leg joints, causing him to fall to the ground unable to hold on.
"Asshole, shoot me."
Duan Mufeng shouted angrily: "Shoot at me."
"Bang bang bang——"
Xue Tulong didn't even raise his eyes, but fired seven shots at Duanmu Feng's right leg.
Duanmu Feng suddenly fell to the ground, his legs covered in blood.
Li Changjun roared: "Xue Tulong, you are dead..."
"Bang--"
Xue Tulong smiled ferociously and fired three shots, knocking down several of Li's cronies.
However, this was not enough, Xue Tulong tilted his head.
More than a dozen uniformed men rushed forward.
They turned the muzzle of their guns, swung the handles of their guns, and hit Brother Duanmu and others on the heads viciously.
"Pah——"
A stream of blood spattered everywhere, and the Duanmu brothers who tried to struggle fell back to the hard ground with a bang.
Then a dozen men in uniforms started fighting them.
More than a dozen feet took turns to kick hard and violently, making people afraid to look directly at him.
Xue Tulong didn't like to see hard bones.
So he not only wanted to break the Duanmu brothers' legs, but also wanted to break their arrogance.
"Bang bang bang!"
Li Changjun's men were furious when they saw this, and wanted to come forward to rescue him, but their heads were suppressed by guns.
Seeing this scene, Duan Murong showed excitement and felt physically and mentally happy.
"stop!"
Song Hongyan shouted and moved forward to step forward.
"Mr. Song, why don't you call?"
Xue Tulong replaced the magazine again: "Do you think I have run out of bullets?"
"Give me one of these warheads!"
At this moment, a quiet and cold voice came from the side.
Then, Wu Juecheng, whose abdomen was wrapped in gauze, was helped by a nurse and walked over.
Although Wu Juecheng was shot in the hotel, the bullet only grazed both sides of his waist and his life was not in danger.
She was one of the most critical parties, so after the police knew that she was okay, they sent her to the police station.
So I happened to run into the big drama of Xue Tulong.
Song Hongyan quickly shouted: "Juecheng, don't come over."
Seeing Wu Juecheng, Duan Murong retreated subconsciously, her face turned slightly pale, but she quickly stood up and shouted:
"Tu Long, she is my imitator, the one Song Hongyan uses to disgust and slander me."
She stared at Wu Juecheng:
"Ugly monster, this is Xue Zhanshuai. Hurry up and explain your crime and the plot you and Song Hongyan have against me."
She threatened Wu Juecheng: "Otherwise you will be as unlucky as Song Hongyan."
Xue Tulong also looked at Wu Juecheng, and he couldn't help but be startled when he saw the other person's face. The same appearance also surprised him.
But he quickly narrowed his eyes again: "Are you Wu Juecheng?"
"Xue Tulong, although you and I are not close friends, we have interacted with each other several times."
Wu Juecheng's voice was cold: "Don't you know whether I am real or fake?"
"Of course I know."
"Bang!"
Xue Tulong shot Wu Juecheng in the shoulder and knocked her over violently: "That means you are fake!"
Wu Juecheng groaned and fell three meters away.
The whole audience was shocked,
Duan Murong shouted with joy: "That's right, that's right, she is the fake, the person who pretended to be me."
"Jue Cheng, Jue Cheng!"
Song Hongyan wanted to run over but was stopped. She could only shout out from a distance of more than ten meters: "You are stupid."
"One is Wu Juecheng who doesn't look at him seriously, and the other is Wu Juecheng who licked him and gave him 100 billion."
"Even if you are pure gold, Xue Tulong will not recognize you."
She turned to look at Xue Tulong and sneered: "He has been completely bound to Duan Murong."
Wu Juecheng sat up and stared at Xue Tulong, covering his shoulders: "Xue Tulong, you are hopeless."
She didn't accept Xue Tulong's pursuit before because she thought he was too utilitarian, but now she saw that Xue Tulong was indeed a villain.
"Bang!"
Xue Tulong shot Song Hongyan next to her: "Mr. Song, truth is truth and falsehood is false. Don't make conspiracy theories about me."
Song Hongyan coldly ignored the danger, stared at Xue Tulong and said, "You missed the chance to survive."
"Threaten me?"
Xue Tulong laughed loudly, thrust the gun forward again, put his finger close to the trigger, and gave alms from above:
"I know that Mr. Song has great supernatural powers and there are masters around him."
"So I'm well prepared today. I'm not only coming with Mr. Song's charges, I'm also bringing a reinforcement team."
"In addition to the 100 people around me, there are 300 people surrounding the police station. A little further away, a thousand soldiers are on standby."
He laughed ferociously: "There are guns, there are people, there are guns, and there are charges, how can you fight with me?"
Song Hongyan said coldly: "You are really lawless."
"You're right, I'm really lawless."
Xue Tulong put his finger on the trigger and sneered at Song Hongyan:
"Song Hongyan, you have been arrogant for so long, it's time to lose face."
"Come, kneel down and apologize to my family Jue Cheng."
"Otherwise, I will slowly torture your people, especially the fake ones you forged."
Having said this, he deflected the muzzle of the gun, and with a bang, bullets spurted out from the muzzle.
The bullet hit Wu Juecheng's right leg without mercy.
A spurt of blood.
Wu Juecheng groaned, a trace of pain flashed across his face, but he held back his screams.
There was a deathly silence in the whole place. Looking at the blood on the ground, everyone was in a trance.
I didn't expect Xue Tulong to be so cruel to women.
Xue Tulong did not look at Li Changjun, but still looked at Song Hongyan with a sinister smile:
"Kneel or not?"
Duan Murong also swaggered over, followed by several companions holding mobile phones.
She said proudly to Song Hongyan: "Come on, Mr. Song, kneel down and lick my shoes, and I can plead for you."
She turned up her high heels.
Song Hongyan said coldly: "You are dreaming."
"Hahaha--"
Xue Tulong laughed three times, moved the muzzle of the gun, and heard another "pounce", and Wu Juecheng was shot in the calf again.
Blood splattered.
Wu Juecheng groaned and held back the pain.
The large conference hall was filled with smoke and blood.
"Mr. Song, why don't you kneel down? If you don't kneel down, the faker's legs will be destroyed."
Duan Murong arrogantly said: "You let her secretly learn my dance and she looks so similar. It would be a pity if she loses her legs."
Song Hongyan's voice deepened: "Xue Tulong, Duan Murong, do you really want to die?"
If Song Hongyan had not wanted the best result, Song Hongyan would have taken action and Yuan Qingyi would have taken action.
"If we want to step on a fake, a dandy, or an outsider, we will step on him."
A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Xue Tulong's mouth:
"What do you want, Mr. Song? Do you want to call someone for you? Okay, call Mark Ye over."
He is not the strongest in the new country, and there are people who can surpass him, but he believes that this person is not Song Hongyan or Ye Fan.
"Slaying the Dragon, Mr. Song is a man who has seen the world."
Duan Murong drew back her legs and straightened her back: "If you don't kill someone, she thinks you can only hurt people and scare them like this."
"That makes sense hahaha!"
Xue Tulong walked straight to Wu Juecheng, put the gun against her head and said to Song Hongyan:
"Mr. Song, if you don't kneel down and apologize to my woman, call Ye Fan over and surrender."
He shouted loudly: "I'll kill this ugly monster with one shot."
"boom!"
At this moment, the entrance to the police station changed again.
"Woo——"
The roar of a car came from outside the door, menacingly.
When everyone turned to look over, a black Rolls-Royce crashed over.
It knocked over several jeeps, dispersed the crowd, and then lay in the middle of the open space.
Then, the car door opened.
Ye Fan slowly walked down pushing a black wheelchair.
Lying on the wheelchair was an old man in gray clothes. He looked very thin, but his eyes were extremely clear and sharp at this moment.
His tone also carried a deep threat that could determine the death of thousands of people:
"I, Sun Daoyi, have never killed anyone in my life, but Xue Tulong, if you dare to kill my granddaughter, I will slaughter your three Xue clans!" He sealed his throat with a sword.
