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Chapter five hundred and seventy seventh death movement

From the killer's point of view, an existence like Chen Qiye does not require him to do anything personally. He is just a poor prey. He can get rid of it with just one of his subordinates!

It can be said that this transaction was completed effortlessly.

At this moment, Zhou Chuan walked out from behind the car and looked at Chen Qiye with eyes filled with hatred.

"Mr. Chen, you didn't expect it, did you?" Zhou Chuan sneered, "You didn't expect that I would hate you so much, and I would try my best to get revenge, right?"

When Zhou Chuan was kicked out by Huang Jiancheng, he had already given up any thoughts and only thought about Qingzhou City. He had made a lot of money before, but the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became!

You can't swallow this breath!

That's why we have what we have in front of us.

Chen Qiye glanced at Zhou Chuan, but did not speak, nor did he bother to speak.

Zhou Chuan's face became increasingly ugly. Unexpectedly, Chen Qiye was on the verge of death and was still putting on airs for himself. This made him very angry!

"Why are you still standing there? Kill him!"

This is a parking lot, and it's almost twelve o'clock, which is when the surrounding entertainment venues are busy. There is no one here, so you don't have to worry about being discovered by anyone.

"Okay, Boss Zhou, then you just have to wait and see!" the killer said with a smile.

After saying that, he pointed at the previous killer and ordered: "Let's do it and kill it quickly. This kind of prey is not worth wasting all our time!"

"Yes, boss!"

The designated killer threw the gun in his hand to his companion and said with contempt: "There is no need to shoot against this guy."

The leader of the killer did not stop him, not to give his subordinates a chance to show off. Although there was no one here, it was uncertain. In order to avoid some trouble, there was no need to shoot if possible.

Besides, in his opinion, shooting to kill Chen Qiye was obviously a waste of bullets!

The killer who threw down his gun looked at Chen Qiye with a ferocious smile, walked up to him, and said slowly: "Boy, if you take the initiative, maybe I will give you a favor, otherwise...hehe, I will let you

You know, life is worse than death!"

"Just?" Chen Qiye said calmly, "Is that so?"

After the words fell, the smile on the killer's face, which had been smiling ferociously before, seemed to freeze, and he stood there, motionless, like a sculpture.

"Damn it, why are you standing still? Let's do something to the labor and management!" The leader, the boss, didn't notice anything unusual among his subordinates at all, and the same was true for the others.

"Go on, kill this guy!"

"Haha, he's just a trash, it's not easy to kill him!"

"Kill him quickly so we can go out and have a good time."

Several other people urged.

But the grinning killer remained motionless.

Suddenly, the whole air became quiet. They were all desperadoes who lived on a knife's edge and were very sensitive to some things, such as death.

This companion of mine seems to be... dead?

"Bang!"

The next second, the grinning killer fell directly to the ground, lifeless!

When he discovered that his companion had no heartbeat, a killer was so frightened that he rolled and crawled away from the corpse and ran back to the group of companions.

"Boss, boss, he's dead!" the probing killer said with a trembling voice.

Dead?

Hearing this, all the killers were dumbfounded, because they did not see how Chen Qiye took action, nor did they notice anything strange!

They were there during the whole process, but they didn't know how their companions died. This was very strange!

"impossible!"

One of the killers didn't believe it. He came to the corpse and examined it, and his whole face changed. The others who didn't believe it, even the boss of the killers, saw everything on the other's face.

The companion is indeed dead!

He died without knowing it!

And the person they wanted to kill was still standing here without even moving. This scene made them suddenly feel a little hairy, it was really weird!

Zhou Chuan was even more horrified because he could not see any fear or panic on Chen Qiye's face, as if these people were not trying to kill him.

At this time, is he still pretending to be calm?

The killer boss looked at Chen Qiye and shouted: "Boy, this, you did this?"

"Could it be you who did it?" Chen Qiye asked.

"You!" The killer boss was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Chen Qiye said slowly: "It's your people who asked me to take the initiative. What, is it wrong?"

The killer boss looked at Chen Qiye, and slowly put away his attitude of underestimating the enemy. His eyes became more wary, and he gradually distanced himself from Chen Qiye.

Seeing this, the others also stepped back.

"Damn, you're a smart boy. You pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. Okay, very good!" The killer boss looked at Chen Qiye, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Chen Qiye smiled and said: "You guys, trash, do you deserve to be called a tiger? Don't insult tigers, okay?"

"Then, I want to see if you can still be so eloquent later!"

The killer boss took out the pistol from his waist, turned off the safety, looked at Chen Qiye, and smiled like a bloodthirsty beast, wanting to tear him to pieces!

Others also took out their pistols and pointed them at Chen Qiye's head.

Chen Qiye looked at the five or six pistols in front of him, his smile still calm. He looked at Zhou Chuan aside and asked calmly: "Manager Zhou, tell me, who is faster, me or their pistols?"

If ordinary people heard such words, they would have cursed them a long time ago. Isn’t this nonsense?

Who can be faster than a gun?

But when Zhou Chuan looked at Chen Qiye, he suddenly became uncertain. The other person's smile didn't seem to be fake at all, and besides, he always felt a little afraid of Chen Qiye in his heart.

The appearance of the killer from before was still vivid in his mind.

"Why, doesn't Manager Zhou have an answer?"

With a "swish" sound, Zhou Chuan's cold sweat suddenly started to flow down, and a fear began to spread rapidly in his heart.

"Damn it, boy, stop pretending to be a ghost here!"

Seeing Chen Qiye's appearance and what he said, the killer boss felt inexplicably irritated and wanted to kill him now!

"Shoot me!"

After the killer boss finished speaking, he raised the gun in his hand, pointed it at Chen Qiye and pulled the trigger.

So does everyone else!

Hearing the gunshot, Zhou Chuan's heart finally fell to the ground at this moment.

Chen Qiye is dead!

Thinking that he would become like this because of the other party, Zhou Chuan felt that even if Chen Qiye died, he still could not resolve his hatred.

"Give me the extra gun and let me do it!" Zhou Chuan said.

When he got the gun and prepared to shoot Chen Qiye's body several times, Zhou Chuan was stunned!

The expected situation did not occur. Chen Qiye was not dead. He was still standing where he was, with not even the slightest trace of injury on his body.

The other party just stood there, standing in front of several people.

Zhou Chuan was so scared that his legs were shaking!

I couldn't say a word at all!

Several killers were even more devastated because when they fired, they saw scenes that made them desperate and extremely frightening.

When the invisible bullets hit Chen Qiye's body with such speed, the opponent's hand was like a shadowless hand, catching all the bullets between his fingers.

"Ding-ding-dong..."

It's like a piece of music, but it's the music of death.

This is the sound of Chen Qiye letting go and the bullet falling on the ground. (To be continued)


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