Among the two GLKs parked behind the black BMW 5 Series, Jepsen, Joe and others were watching the scene that happened in front of the villa.
Joe hesitated for a moment, and finally asked Jepsen: "Does this matter need to be reported to the queen?"
"Not everything needs to be reported to the queen." Jepson looked at Murong Fei, who was surrounded by several black people across the street, and said: "The queen also has her own affairs, how can she have so much time to pay attention to your report?
?If you want to keep your current job and salary, don't let the queen think you are incompetent."
"Yes, I understand."
Joe nodded in agreement and stopped talking.
Murong Fei's kick shocked several other black men, who held switchblades in their hands and looked at each other, hesitating and not daring to step forward.
"What are you still doing standing around!?"
Wickmantle shouted angrily at the hesitant black men: "With so many of you, you can't beat him!? Come on, kill him!"
Under Wickmantor's pressure, several black men once again waved their switchblade knives and rushed towards Murong Fei. They waved the switchblade and created patches of cold light, but they did not even touch the corners of Murong Fei's clothes.
arrive.
Bear paw! Broken blade! Whip kick!
Every time Murong Fei makes a move, someone will inevitably fall down.
Bang!
A figure flew in front of Wickmanto and hit the front windshield of a Ford SUV. The entire windshield was shattered. The black man looked like a scalded lobster.
, curled up and stuck in the car's front windshield window frame, and also lost consciousness.
Wickmantle was so angry that the fat on his face was almost piled up. He spent so much money to support these people, but at the critical moment, it was of no use. However, it was like being thrown garbage.
, throw them out one by one.
Tang Xiaoxiao was also shocked. She originally thought she was doomed this time, but she didn't expect that at the critical moment, a man suddenly rushed out and beat all the black men under Wickmanto to the ground.
And Tang Xiaoxiao can be very sure that she has never seen Murong Fei before today! Tang Xiaoxiao has lived here for more than ten years. She will not believe that "Lei Feng" will appear here and act bravely when encountering things like the present.
Most people will choose to turn a blind eye to avoid getting themselves into trouble.
"Trash! It's all trash!"
Wickmanto kicked a subordinate lying in front of him, pulled out a pistol from his clothes, pulled the slide, loaded the bullet, pointed at Murong Fei and walked towards him, "How dare you move again?"
, believe it or not, I will shoot you to death!?"
Murong Fei kicked away the black man at his feet and stood motionless on the spot. Wickmantle continued to curse and curse. With a gun in his hand, Wickmantle naturally gained confidence.
What if you can hit me? If you can hit me, does that mean you can't stop one of my bullets?
"This damn fat guy is finished."
Joe looked sadly at Wickmantle, who was holding a pistol and looking arrogant on the opposite street, and shook his head slightly.
Do you think a pistol can restrain someone like Murong Fei? Don't be naive. If it was really that easy, Murong Fei would have died countless times. Even if he had nine lives like a civet cat, it wouldn't be enough for him to die.
Listening to the approaching footsteps behind him, Murong Fei silently calculated the distance between himself and the other party; Murong Fei flashed his figure and made a sudden move. Wickmantuo felt that his eyes were blurred, and he had not yet reacted.
What happened? His hands were empty. The pistol that was originally in his hands was nowhere to be seen.
Murong Fei shook the pistol that he had taken away from him at Wickmanto, pulled out the magazine, pushed the bullets out of the magazine one by one, and then dismembered the gun in front of Wickmanto.
He broke the pistol into parts, threw the disassembled pistol on the ground in front of Wickmantle, and coldly uttered one word to him, "Get out!"
Wickmanto's fat face became panicked. He finally realized that he had encountered a difficult person. He didn't care about his men who were lying on the ground, and stumbled towards the black Mercedes-Benz.
Open the door, get in the car, reverse, turn around, and fly away.
Tang Xiaoxiao, who was still in shock, pulled her daughter to Murong Fei and asked Murong Fei in English: "Thank you, sir, for helping me solve this big trouble. I don't know your name yet?"
"Just call me Murong." Murong Fei replied in Chinese.
"Are you Chinese too?" Tang Xiaoxiao finally showed a smile on her face, and happily expressed her gratitude to Murong Fei again, and also asked her daughter to express her gratitude to Murong Fei.
Tang Xiaoxiao's daughter looked at Murong Fei with wide eyes, and then timidly said "Thank you" to Murong Fei.
"I have something to do." Murong Fei looked at Tang Xiaoxiao's daughter, guilt flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up and said, "I happened to see her when I was passing by, it was just a handy thing."
How ironic! It’s so damn ironic!
He shot Li Haoqiu to death, and killed the husband and father of the mother and daughter in front of him. Just out of guilt, he helped but received sincere thanks from the mother and daughter. Is there anything more ironic than this?
?
Murong Fei felt that the innocent eyes of the little girl in front of him were like two sharp swords piercing him fiercely, making him want to turn around and run away, making him dare not face Tang Xiaoxiao and her daughter directly.
Murong Fei lifted up the suitcase that had fallen on the ground, pulled it in front of Tang Xiaoxiao and his daughter, and asked, "Are you going on a long trip?"
Tang Xiaoxiao looked up at the villa behind him, sadness emerged in his eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice: "My husband has passed away, and it doesn't make sense for me to stay here alone, so I plan to take our daughter back to China.
I have also gotten rid of the intermediary to help me sell the house here. The two of us designed and decorated it together, and even the furniture was hand-picked by us, but..."
Speaking of sadness, Tang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands, trying not to cry in front of her daughter.
"Are you planning to go to the airport?" Murong Fei changed the subject at the right moment.
"I originally called a taxi." Tang Xiaoxiao replied, "But now I guess the taxi won't come."
"In that case, let me take you to the airport."
Murong Fei pointed to the car parked across the street and said, "My car is right there. I just want to pick you up at the airport and take you there on the way."