Jim said proudly: "That's right, I put a lot of effort into it. The money is all money...ww.
"Haha, we can often cooperate in the future. We have money, and you have people." Song Qingshu suddenly felt heroic. His family not only had money, but the key was that they were willing to spend money for him. He was the only child in the family, and he had pampered him since he was a child. As long as he
Basically, if he asks, his family will not refuse. This is why Song Qingshu can spend a lot of money abroad. If he doesn't give him money, he won't be able to spend it if he wants to.
Jim nodded naturally and said, "Okay, as long as you pay, Jim can do anything. Here, I am the real man of order."
The implication is that the police can't do anything to him. Song Qingshu nodded and said: "Okay, you did a good job in this matter. When they arrive, your people will beat that man first. He dares to humiliate me like that..."
"Two legs or two hands, it's up to you, but if you want him to disappear from this world without anyone noticing, you'll have to pay extra." Jim raised his finger and shook it, one hundred thousand.
Euros were enough to buy a life, but considering that these idiots from China were making so much money, Jim added more money. They were not short of money anyway, right?
Sure enough, Song Qingshu rubbed his chin with his hand and said: "Let's see how he behaves. If he still dares to fight with me, I will kill him. The money can be calculated separately, okay? This tone must be spoken!"
Jim's eyes lit up. He would never have trouble with money. When he heard that Song Qingshu didn't even bargain, he nodded directly, so he praised him: "Sure enough, he is a rich Chinese. I just heard before that this time
I’ve really seen it.”
"Haha, Chinese people are indeed rich." Song Qingshu laughed.
"You are a person who does great things, and you can be so cruel to your own compatriots!" Jim said.
A hint of cruelty flashed in Song Qingshu's eyes, he shook his head and corrected: "Jim, what you said is not right. I am very good to my compatriots. I will give a few more yuan to beggars, especially to Hua Da Shao and others.
Okay, but a person like that is not my compatriot, at best he is a bastard... ww.
Hua Da Shao and others responded with laughter. It is impossible to say how deep the relationship between these people is when they get together. However, they are all fair-weather friends because they all have the same interests and hobbies, and they are all rich.
People, the unified rich second generation, the destructive power of these people together is also amazing, and each of them is also very arrogant, with a strong sense of not putting others in their eyes.
"Here we come." Song Qingshu's eyes glowed with heat. He wished he could have that peerless beauty right now. When he thought of this, his body even began to tremble slightly, and he held his hands together, showing his inner excitement.
"Song, go humiliate that man who is worse than a beggar. If he dares to make the slightest move, my people will teach him what life is worse than death." Jim encouraged. He is the kind of white man who looks down on yellow people and black people.
Although he also has black people under his command, their status is not as good as that of local white people.
A group of people stood carelessly, waiting to see Song Qingshu perform a good show. However, the man they thought was about to be worse than a beggar was very comfortable at this time. He was not abused in the car. Of course, they wanted to abuse him.
It is impossible for people to be these people.
Under the expectant, oh no, joking gazes of Song Qingshu and others, the following cars drove in one after another.
Song Qingshu was ready to wait for that compatriot, oh no, it was a man who was worse than a beggar and got out of the car in disgrace. He met the gaze of him as a winner. It was best not to be beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Song Qingshu felt that he should be the first to hit this punch.
go out.
Creak... The car door opened, but no one jumped out, and Song Qingshu could just see the scene inside the car. The proud expression on his face quickly disappeared, and turned into shock. Two seconds later, he raised his finger and pointed at Li Yifei,
Shouted: "You... what did you do to them?"
Li Yifei grinned, and withdrew his other hand from behind the saint. In the other hand, he was holding a black pistol with a long silencer tube on it. The moment the car pulled away,
, the black muzzle was pointed at Song Qingshu...
ww. ?
Song Qingshu also played with guns. He even collected many guns at his home in London. He had no chance to touch these things in China, but here, he could buy them with money without worrying about them being confiscated by the police.
He had fired many times, but... Song Qingshu had never been pointed at a gun once, not even since he was a child. Not many people in the country had guns, and those who had guns did not dare to point them at him.
This is different from what I thought. Song Qingshu yelled in his heart. Unfortunately, he was pointed at a gun by Li Yifei. He subconsciously did not dare to move. Since he was a child, he had seen on TV that people should not move when being pointed at a gun. Song Qingshu subconsciously
He didn't dare to move anymore.
When Jim, who was two steps behind him, saw the gun, he immediately shouted: "Get away!"
At the same time, he also took a step forward, pushed Song Qingshu away with force, and then subconsciously pulled out the pistol from his waist, preparing to fight back. Unfortunately, his speed was too slow. Li Yifei could even fire five or six shots during this period, or he could
He chose the target at random. Instead of hitting Jim in the head, he shot him and destroyed his gun-drawing hand.
"Bang!" The pistol with a silencer made a soft sound, and Jim let out an ouch, his feet softened, and he fell directly to the ground. The arm where he drew the gun was also sprayed with blood.
At the same time, Song Qingshu was pushed to the ground by him. He was so shocked that he heard the sound of gunfire. He subconsciously used his limbs and rolled around to avoid it. A bullet was shot half a meter in front of him.
, the hot bullets flew out, and Song Qingshu's body suddenly froze. He even felt death approaching at that moment, and his body movements stopped abruptly.
The opponent had a gun in his hand, and his marksmanship was very good. Song Qingshu immediately didn't dare to move, he didn't even dare to look back, and shouted: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
Song Qingshu, who was immersed in the situation, was so panicked, and his friends were not much better. They fled in panic and looked for cover. Several women even screamed, and Jim's men immediately drew their guns,
Prepare to fight back.
Anyone who made a move to draw a gun would soon be hit in the hands and feet, and let out a painful howl. Li Yifei laughed, and unhurriedly removed the empty magazine and replaced it with a new one.
At the same time, he said to the people outside in English: "Those who have weapons had better put down their weapons, or go over there and kneel down. I can consider not embarrass you."
Who would have thought that a Chinese man who was worse than a beggar a moment ago would suddenly become a sharpshooter, and he would fire several shots without saying a word, and even hit all of them except Song Qingshu's shot. His accuracy was incomparable.
Encountered a tough situation! Jim, who was covering his arm, immediately thought of this. He also had a gun on him, but he didn't dare to make any move. Although he didn't see the devil-like man, he knew that as long as he dared to move,
, then the opponent's bullet will definitely fall on him in the next second, there is no doubt about it.
"My dear, let's get out of the car." Li Yifei shocked everyone, then turned to the saint and said.
With a smile on her face, the saint nodded gently, stretched out her little hand and handed it to Li Yifei, asking him to lead her out of the car. At this moment, an unconvinced gang member suddenly pulled out a gun from his arms and prepared to
shooting.
He had already completed half of his actions. He even pulled out his gun and pointed it at Li Yifei and the Saint. Unfortunately, before his hand had time to pull the trigger, he was shot by Li Yifei's bullet. With a bang, the bullet fell from his palm.
When he shot it in, it seemed to be able to turn, and he shot it in the thigh again, making two holes in one shot, and the man immediately screamed in pain.
Of course, Li Yifei does not have the skill of the protagonist in the TV series who can use the shaking hand skill to bend the trajectory of the bullet. However, his bullet not only hit the palm of his hand holding the gun, but also hit the pistol, so the direction of the bullet changed.
He was so unlucky that he was hit by another bullet in the leg.
The originally quiet car repair shop suddenly heard the painful howls of many people, but none of this affected the smile on Li Yifei's face. He took the saint's hand and got out of the car, holding a gun in the other hand, as if
demon.
The saint's smile was only for Li Yifei. She would not color it for other people. The cold temperament on her body naturally dissipated. Of course, most people did not dare to look at the two of them at this time for fear of being affected.
.
Holding the gun, Li Yifei glanced around. He didn't speak, and the people opposite didn't dare to speak. Jim raised his head, but when he saw Li Yifei's gun, he immediately lowered his head.
"The environment here is nice!" Li Yifei said in English, and everyone present could understand it. Regardless of other things, but from his tone, Li Yifei seemed like a tourist who came for sightseeing, not a demon holding a pistol.
So as soon as these words came out, many people's bodies trembled. The place was nice, but also very remote. Even people around would not come here, because everyone knew that Jim was a black boss and had many subordinates. He only repaired cars or wanted to
Only people who smuggle cars come here.
Even if there are gunshots, others may not come to check, and the police will not come. If Li Yifei wants to kill someone, then... Jim doesn't dare to think about it anymore. He is afraid that he will die, so after a few seconds,
When Li Yifei walked up to him, Jim even put his face on the ground.
"Are you the boss here?" Li Yifei's leather shoes stepped on Jim's face, and Jim could even smell the fresh smell of shoe polish on the leather shoes. When he was thinking about how to answer the other party, he heard the man say impatiently: "
I'm asking you something."
"I...I am!" Jim said bravely.
"That's good!" Li Yifei smiled, kicked Jim in the face, and said, "Stop lying down and talk to me on your knees like everyone else."