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Chapter 42: Let me help you!

It was a little dark inside the van, with only the dim yellow light allowing people to barely see. After the war, everyone looked exhausted. No one spoke, and no one even took a look at the gains that the fat girl carried back. That was it.

Time flew by slowly. After adjusting the direction several times, the car headed straight for Stanley without Dadong and others knowing.

There was a car parked on the roadside, and Zhuang Ziwei sat quietly in the car without moving. Ye Yingwen sat on the roadside and admired the surrounding scenery, while Wang Yaozu got out of the car early and didn't know what to do.

Phew~ A van flew past the road without attracting the attention of the two of them. There were many such vehicles on this road.

Akai, who was driving, kept paying attention to the road. When he saw the scheduled location, he drove off the road and entered a small road. Not far after driving in, he saw Wang Yaozu standing on the roadside.

The vehicle stopped slowly, and Akai gestured to Wang Yaozu. Wang Yaozu nodded, strode to the back of the truck, reached out and opened the door bolt.

Amidst the creaking of the door opening, Dadong and the others in the van suddenly jumped up and quickly sat upright in a defensive posture. Then they heard a voice coming from outside, "How did you end up like this? Are you seriously injured?"

"

Hearing the voice of Wang Yaozu, Dadong was obviously relieved. His appearance meant that he was indeed safe. "I don't know how the police got the news. They were ambushed. The Eighth Middle School was shot in the thigh. Fatty Gu and I both

fine."

Dadong really didn't doubt Wang Yaozu. After all, they sent Ahu to participate and safely led them out. Besides, is there any benefit to Wang Yaozu from tricking them?

As the compartment door opened wide, the back door of the van also slowly rose, and bright sunlight shone in. Dadong and the other three squinted their eyes uncomfortably, and covered it with their hands. Through the gap between their fingers, a figure stood.

Outside the carriage.

"You two are not hurt?"

Hearing such a doubtful tone with regret, Dadong was slightly startled, and then vaguely saw Wang Yaozu raise his right hand, and the black muzzle of a Remington 870 gun was aimed at this direction.

"That's such a pity. Let me help you!" Following Wang Yaozu's words, he gently pulled the trigger with his index finger, and 'boom', a large number of projectiles suddenly spewed out from the muzzle of Remington's gun.

There were not even any seats in the small and cramped van. The three people from Dadong screamed in terror as they were sprayed in front of them. The distance between the two sides was only about two meters. For Remington, this was different from spraying on the face.

What a difference!

The exploding projectiles hit the flesh of Dadong and the other three people, and immediately embedded themselves deeply. Blood sprayed out like raindrops in an instant, and the people were driven back by the huge impact and hit hard in their postures.

.

"Are you injured now?" Wang Yaozu clicked the gun bolt, the old cartridge case was thrown out, and the new bullet was in place. He clicked his finger again, and 'boom', the sprayed projectiles roared in again, leaving the three people who were not sure whether they were alive or dead.

Blood burst out from his body again.

"Please tell me loudly!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

A "ding" sound sounded, and Wang Yaozu slowly put down the Remington in his hand, shaking his head as if regretfully, "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

He carefully took out his handkerchief and wiped it on the gun several times before throwing it casually in the carriage. At this time, Ahu, who was hiding in front of the van, stretched out his head and looked over.

"Dispose of the body, rinse the carriage, and I'll leave first."

"Okay, Brother Yao." Looking at Wang Yaozu's back gradually walking away, Ahu said with emotion while closing the carriage door: "Brother Yao is really careful, not leaving any head or tail."

"That's right, you are lucky. I don't know what Brother Yao likes about you, but he didn't kill you to silence you." Akai shook his head in confusion.

"Hey, hey, what do you mean?" Ah Hu was stunned for a moment, then he buckled the last circlip and chased after him. He opened the passenger door and got in. He said dissatisfiedly: "That's because I admire Yao.

Brother, be determined to get along with Brother Yao!"

"Ha, then you dare to call Brother Yao boss!" Akai smiled coldly as he started the car.

"Uh... you can't say that."

"Then what do you mean..."



Wang Yaozu walked towards the direction of the car and opened the system panel to see the prompt just now.

"Ding, congratulations on killing Dadong, one of the ten most wanted criminals, and gaining 700 experience points."

"The current experience value is 950/1300."

"The current level is 4 and has attribute points 2."

There are still some functions of the system that he is not very clear about, such as the skill bar. After all, he does not have any skills until now.

By the way, in the past few months, he has not only been hard on women, but also masturbated every day.

It's just a handjob, not a submachine gun or a Remington.

Hong Kong Island is not the Middle East, and the usage rate of pistols is much higher than that of submachine guns and Remingtons.

(Dadong, Huang Xiong:???)

I masturbated one to two hundred rounds a day until my wrist couldn't bear the frequent vibrations.

Tens of thousands of bullets have been fed in such a long time, and the hit rate on the fixed 25-meter target has been very stable, basically staying within 8 rings. Long-term training has formed a certain muscle memory, and I have a clear understanding of my own dispersion.

But there is no skill in pistol shooting. Wang Yaozu thinks that there may be a big gap between fixed target shooting and actual combat shooting.

In the future, he plans to change his shooting training to mobile shooting and rapid draw shooting. After all, in actual combat, no one will let you stand there and aim for three to five seconds...

In addition, the fighting situation is similar, with even less practice. Mainly because there are no professional coaches and opponents, Akai and Ahu gave up after two sparring sessions.

In the words of the two of them, being a sparring partner for Brother Yao is extremely irresponsible towards life.

While thinking about the training direction in the future, Wang Yaozu walked to the side of the car and said, "Ying Wen, get in the car and leave."

Ye Yingwen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, moved her nose and smelled the smoke from Wang Yaozu's gunpowder explosion. She frowned slightly and stopped thinking about these things.

As for Zhuang Ziwei, he is still immersed in the incident of going to prison to meet his brother.



Early morning, Stanley Prison.

"Zhuang Laiqu, come out, someone is visiting the prison!" the prison guard yelled outside the cell. A young man who looked very similar to Zhuang Ziwei was obviously stunned for a moment. He quickly walked out after the prison guard urged him loudly.

.

Will someone visit me?

I don’t know anyone in Hong Kong Island, how could this happen?

Zhuang Laiqu walked into the visiting room with complex emotions of confusion, curiosity, expectation, and fear.

The moment he entered the door, he was stunned. He had not heard other people talk about prison visits for such a long time. They all talked on the phone under visible circumstances. But here, he was actually a spacious independent room.

space.

The most important thing is that there is a woman in the house, a very beautiful woman, the kind of elegant goddess...god that he has only seen on TV.

Yes, she is a goddess.

But the goddess in his eyes is Wang Yaozu's...



lover!


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