Chapter five hundred and forty-ninth do not take the black car
These black gunmen originally wanted to kill the gambling king who was working for Chaku Moben, but they didn't expect that the other party actually threw out three sexy melons, five million in cash, and another fifty million, five million
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I remember Lao Ma said that if there was a profit of 300%, people would be willing to risk the gallows. Now the six black gunmen were obviously becoming more active. Xu Qing took this opportunity to put the suitcase away
Flat on the hand, the mouth of the box was slowly opened to the gunmen, and the stacks of dollar bills inside made the gunmen's eyes light up.
"I can guarantee that if you send me back now, I will pay you 500 million US dollars immediately, and the money in the box will be used as a deposit." Xu Qing wanted to continue playing the game of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and kept talking.
The camel team delivered the suitcase in their hands to the black driver.
Sample, you have to put down the gun to pick up the suitcase. Let me see where you put it. Xu Qing kept pushing the suitcase forward with a smile on his face. The black driver quickly put the pistol in the suitcase. He wanted to pick up the suitcase with his free hand, but he was caught off guard.
Suddenly the box was closed and his pistol was packed away.
Ah! The black driver was stunned and didn't react. He stared and opened his mouth and stayed on the spot. He never expected that the other party would do something like this, and used the most embarrassing method to disarm him.
The other black gunmen were also stunned for two seconds. When they all came to their senses and were about to raise their guns, they suddenly felt a numbness in their chests. Xu Qing took advantage of their stunned moment and shot them all like lightning.
, only the black driver whose gun was confiscated was left, leaving a tongue to ask more clearly later.
The black driver finally understood that he had been tricked, and angrily yelled at the other five men in Zulu. Xu Qing could understand that this guy was asking other gunmen to kill him immediately! Poor guy, his eyesight is not good.
It worked, and I was in a daze again, so I didn't see the scene where I shot the xùe instantly.
"Now I want you to answer two questions. If the answer satisfies me, I will let you live. Otherwise, hum." Xu Qing decided not to confess in a way that makes life worse than death, but to be as civilized as possible.
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"Fuck!" the black driver suddenly yelled angrily, and kicked Xu Qing in front of his face. Not to mention that this guy had obviously been strictly trained, and his kicks were as fast as a cunning rabbit kicking an eagle, and the wind was blowing.
Xu Qing smiled indifferently, threw the suitcase in his hand upwards, raised his left palm and struck the opponent's ankle diagonally, and stretched out his arms to easily hold the falling suitcase.
"Oops!" The black driver felt as if his ankle had been struck by a sharp knife. A sharp pain was quickly transmitted to his brain. He screamed and fell forward. He never imagined that a caboela practitioner who had practiced kabojera for many years would be so unbearable.
One blow, you must know that this was personally taught by the instructors that General Zumo paid a lot of money to bring from Brazil. In the past, he could easily defeat three or five strong men, but today it seemed that it was all ineffective.
Xu Qing turned the suitcase over and opened it, took out the confiscated pistol from inside, turned on the safety and put the muzzle of the gun against the sweaty forehead of the black driver.
"Let me ask you one last time, do you choose to answer the question or choose to have someone collect the body for you?" The tone was very similar to when the black driver pointed a gun at him just now. The only difference was that the roles were reversed.
The black driver's thick mouth trembled twice and said: "Damn it, just ask, I can tell you everything I know." There are very few people who can remain calm when someone has a gun pointed at their forehead. Everyone cherishes life.
"Why did Zu Mo ask you to kill me?" Xu Qing opened his mouth and asked the first question. He now wanted to understand why the guy named Zu Mo asked someone to kill him. He didn't think this matter was serious.
Because 'unhappy', this reason is too far-fetched.
The black driver's facial features were distorted by pain. He had suffered a huge loss just now, and now all he could feel was pain.
"It's very simple. If you die, Chakumo won't be able to win this gambling competition. He will also lose the support of several countries, so General Zumo will have a chance to defeat him."
Xu Qing frowned slightly, feeling that this answer must be true. General Zumo is probably the political enemy of General Hei. These two guys must be at the stage of wrestling with each other.
"Where is the Zu Mo you mentioned now?" Xu Qing asked another question that he really wanted to know. If this guy named Zu Mo was not far away, he would definitely have to pay the price for his stupidity.
The black driver struggled to sit up, his eyes full of pain and resentment. After two seconds, he said bitterly: "General Zumo is already here, he is here..."
"Not good!" The two strong winds that suddenly hit from behind his head startled Xu Qing's extremely sharp nerves, and his body reacted instantly, sliding his feet two meters to the left.
Poof! Poof
A bunch of bullets flew in from outside the garage. One of them accurately sealed the black driver's mouth. The bullet was shot from his mouth and directly penetrated the skull. Not only that, but also the five people who were shot.
The gunmen who were shot were also shot and knocked down one after another. They were like five living targets and lost their lives in a daze.
Xu Qing's eyes flashed, and he rushed towards the garage door. Unexpectedly, two round objects rolled towards him, and they occasionally bounced in small arcs on the cement floor. They were high-explosive grenades! He didn't have time to think carefully about where he was going.
Then he retreated violently, turned around and jumped behind the Crown Car. At this time, the grenade exploded with two deafening bangs, and the heat was mixed with countless shrapnel and scattered in all directions...
It is true that the protective aura of an Earth realm warrior can block some shrapnel, but Xu Qing is not conceited enough to step on a grenade and let it explode. Unless he breaks through to the Heaven realm, like the old man of the Jun family, he may be able to withstand the power of the grenade explosion.
, Human beings are bodies of flesh and blood after all, not unconscious machines. Although ancient warriors are strong, they are not gods after all.
The sound of the explosion shook the Crown car's glass to pieces, and maybe shrapnel was also responsible for it. Xu Qing, who used the body of the car as a cover, felt that the whole car moved back a few inches, and used his clairvoyant eyes to see through the diffuse air.
Chen Yan looked at the exit of the garage and found that Hún Dan, who had fired cold guns and threw grenades, had long since disappeared.
Damn, you are so cruel to your men, that unscrupulous General Zu Mo is definitely not a good bird, get out of the way first, don't let the murderer run away, I, the one who was killed, will be in trouble... Xu was nòng with a disgraced face.
Qing cursed secretly in his heart and jumped out of the garage with his intact suitcase. This time he would never take a taxi driven by a black man again!