Chapter 1052 How many evil things did your grandfather do?
"Of course I'm afraid."
Qin Shiming smiled, "But I have to know why I died, right? Moreover, it seems that you don't kill me immediately, or you don't want to kill me at all, right?"
If you just want to kill yourself, Feng Biao doesn't need such trouble.
If the dump truck crashes without slowing down, or the bald man pulls the trigger directly, why bother to get yourself here in such a big circle?
"It seems that you are not only capable, but also very smart."
Feng Biao's eyes narrowed into a slit, clattering at the Cuban cigar, "But I don't like people who are too smart."
"I don't like you very much, although you are a hero, but you have committed too many sins."
Qin Shiming competed against each other, but his tone seemed very plain.
"You investigate me?"
Feng Biao's pupils shrank, and there was murderous intent in his eyes that was condensing.
It was like a substantial long sword that stabbed Qin Shiming directly.
"No, I should say I'm looking for you too, but it's a pity that Lei Hu has no use for birds, and you found me first."
As soon as he spoke, Qin Shiming sat opposite Feng Biao, slowly took out his own Hongta Mountain and lit a single point. After Huazi finished pumping, the Hongta Mountain tasted more familiar and exciting.
Disadvantages, no face.
But does Qin Shiming care about face?
"It seems you are the boss of Lei Hu." Feng Biao felt more and more interesting, "I have always been very curious about the two brothers Lei Hu and Lei Bao, who are like silly men. Why did the underground world of Jianghai regain the short span in just a few months?
The Thunder Club is the only one. It turns out that it is because of you."
"Yes, it's because of me."
Qin Shiming nodded and admitted generously, "All men who are standing and peeing. Come on, talk, what's the matter with me?"
"Then what's the matter with me?"
Feng Biao asked retortly.
"I wanted to kill you at first."
Qin Shiming’s biggest disadvantage is that he is too straightforward and too ignorant.
"Boy, believe it or not, I will shoot you in the head. Do you know who you are talking to?" The bald man was furious and pulled out his gun and pushed the bullet directly into the load.
"Don't believe it!"
Qin Shiming glanced at the bald man indifferently, "Because, I can dodge your bullets, but you can't dodge me."
"I'll shoot you to death now..."
The bald head was furious.
"Get out!"
Feng Biao was very calm, letting the bald man retreat behind him, and said with a smile: "Then what do you want to do now? Don't you want to kill me?"
"No!"
Qin Shiming shook his head, "This time I want to kill you slowly because you are a hard bone. If you don't torture it hard, you won't tell the truth."
"Hahaha!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Biao laughed out loud, "Okay, good boy. The person who can be regarded as the boss of the Leihu and Leibao brothers is indeed not an ordinary person. Your tone is even greater than my athlete's foot."
"Of course, I've prepared another way for you."
Qin Shiming didn't care about Feng Biao's laughter and murmured: "In comparison, you are indeed much better than Lei Hu than Lei Hu, after all, you are a college student in the 1970s. Although you haven't graduated, you have a good brain."
"So, I specially left you a way, do you want to hear it?"
"you say."
Feng Biao is more interested.
"Lei Hu is one of my dogs, the kind that guards the house. How about you, why not be a wolf dog, a dog that is specifically responsible for biting people?"
Qin Shiming thought about it carefully and felt that his metaphor was very good and his image was appropriate.
"Brother Biao, you asked me to shoot him. This bastard didn't take you seriously at all, fuck!"
The bald man said loudly, staring at Qin Shiming with a look, and more than ten guns around him were loaded, aiming at Qin Shiming in unison.
With Feng Biao's order, Qin Shiming would be beaten into a sieve in an instant.
However, after Feng Biao looked at Qin Shiming for a full ten seconds, he suddenly withdrew his gaze. He could not see through the young man in front of him, and a burst of panic surged in his heart.
Feng Biao is fifty-two this year, and he has never felt this way!
"I'll give you time to think about it. After a cigarette, I won't get the answer I want. I will slowly kill you." As he said that, Qin Shiming took out a cigarette and continued it.
"Dog bastard, today..."
The bald man was furious and raised the gun in his hand.
"call out!"
However, before pulling the trigger, the lighter in Qin Shiming's hand flew out, faster than a bullet, and it rolled up the sound of breaking through the air. After a "bang", the lighter was embedded in the eyebrows of the bald man.
"Dong!"
The bald man's eyes widened, his vitality gradually faded.
He may not have expected that he would die on an ordinary lighter.
hiss!
Even in the living room of the huge villa, there were more than ten people, so quiet that they could hear everyone's heartbeats, and the sound of Qin Shiming smoking and exhaling.
Feng Biao was no longer calm and he couldn't sit still.
The cigar in his hand fell to the ground and stared at Qin Shiming in fear.
"You, are you the Grand Master?"
"Are you an ancient martial arts master?"
"Who are you?"
Feng Biao's voice trembled a little. He finally knew where the trace of fear came from. If he was a master, Feng Biao would not be afraid. He had enough money to "create" a master at any time.
But if he is a great master, Feng Biao cannot "create" even if he has money.
And can that kind of thing be needed just by wanting it?
"Your questions are too many and complicated, and I'm not very easy to answer."
Qin Shiming frowned and thought, "So that, I am the man you can't afford to offend, at least you can't afford to offend at the moment."
“…”
Feng Biao's mouth twitched. This was the first time that he had been so looked down upon after becoming famous. However, Feng Biao did not dare to act rashly at this moment. Even when he noticed that the cigarettes in Qin Shiming's hand were getting shorter and shorter, he was afraid.
Can Feng Biao be a dog for others?
He can't do it!
Then I can only bet!
"I admit you are strong, but do you still have a lighter?"
Feng Biao took out a troll from the backhand, also known as a shotgun, from the back of the sofa. This kind of gun does not require accuracy and is best at close combat. It has a full killing power and can be shot out with hundreds of steel balls.
"No."
Qin Shiming shook his head, he knew Feng Biao’s decision.
"But I advise you to think about it again. After all, life is only once, and chance is only once." Qin Shiming still crossed his legs and slowly shook the ashes.
"Kill him!"
Feng Biao's pupils burst into fierce light, and he took the lead in pulling the trigger!
"Bang!"
The trolls came in a fierce manner and shot overturned the sofa where Qin Shiming was sitting, and cotton wool flew everywhere.
However, no one of Feng Biao's subordinates fired, and Feng Biao subconsciously raised his hands and surrendered.
Because there was a cold black short knife on his neck.
"Seven steps away, the gun is fast. Don't you understand this principle?"
The smoke in Qin Shiming's hand has not yet been extinguished.
"But you are at most five steps away from me, you..."
Feng Biao was unwilling to give up, how could he be so fast?
Is the bed so fast?
Damn it!
"You are wrong. In fact, the gun is fast within seven steps."
"Then why can you avoid it?"
Feng Biao was confused.
“Because I’m faster!”
"Because you... are too naughty..."
“…”
Feng Biao's mouthful of old blood was blocked in his chest, and he was so angry that he was not angry to death.