"Wow, my God Face, little four''s half face, blood, eyes... "


    One man was so scared that his whole body was stiff and his face was full of fear. He was so scared that his mother cried out. Stammered, startled, and bit his tongue.


    Because half of the face of the young man who had been shot in the head was now at his feet.


    The half face was slightly stacked. It looked as if it was in a vicious smile and bloody eyes. Half of his eyes were staring at him, which made his hair stand on end, and his hips were tight. He was almost scared to urinate.


    "Get down, get down quickly. What are you doing? Don''t you want to die? "


    Brother Mao Xiong exclaimed.


    He never thought that today he was just coming to collect debts, instead of fighting with other gangs. However, he saw with his own eyes that a brother was born with a baby''s head, and his head was turned into a scum.


    "Brother Mao Xiong, I''m afraid!"


    The young gangster was so scared that he lost his soul. His legs were swinging like chaff. His face turned red, but his whole body was stiff and could not move for half a step.


    seeing this, brother Mao Xiong crawled in with a Fierce bite of his teeth and made a sudden advance. He threw the young gangster down and rolled behind the shooting cabinet.


    Fortunately, this time there was no bullet. Brother Mao found himself in a cold sweat, and his heart was not delicious.


    "Ah..."


    Zhen Zhizhuo''s left arm is bare, only half of his shirt sleeve is dyed red.


    Ye Wu has a bite of his teeth. He pounces on Zhen Zhizhuo skillfully. He uses his internal force to seal Zhen Zhizhuo''s wound and blood. He grabs one of them and crawls to the wall like a gecko.


    "Bear it. If you want to live, don''t howl!"


    Ye Wuque angrily scolded, mobilized his internal power, and exerted his strong martial fist. One blow opened a big hole in the wall, and the smoke and dust rose everywhere, quickly covering the two figures.


    Behind the wall is the corridor. Ye Wuqian throws Zhen Zhizhuo out.


    At the moment, his shoulder muscles suddenly tightened, and his heart pounded again.


    He quickly rolled, but this time it was a little late. The bullet flew close to his skin and tore his clothes and flesh. The skin was torn and the blood oozed, and the eyes were red.


    In a panic, he caught a bullet with his bright eyes, "slowly" flying over. The air was like the most powerful hand, tearing up the diffuse smoke and rolling it up, forming a strange force field.


    Even, he picked up a few blood flowers, blooming in the air process is very clear.


    The bullet, with blood, penetrated through the smoke and dust, and flew out of the big hole opened by Ye Wushi. In an instant, it did not enter the opposite wall. Fortunately, it did not hit Zhen Zhizhuo, who escaped.


    Ye Wumian is shocked. Who has used such a high-end anti equipment sniper rifle, and the target is he, not Zhen Zhizhuo.


    Is it because of Jiang Jingbai? What happened to the Jiang family? Damn, who the hell is going to kill me?


    A few years passed in Ye Wuqian''s heart.


    This time the shooting was so weird, it came so suddenly that he was caught off guard.


    "Hum, ye Wuqian is very lucky. You have escaped the bullet. Jie Jie, next time we meet again, I will kill you with my own hands, ha ha... "


    At the same time, on the top of an eight story building, which is 500 meters away from here, a man with a duck cap uttered a hoarse laugh in his mouth.


    The ugly laughter in the night wind under the wind has become distorted, it sounds more and more infiltration.


    The man lowered the duck tongue cap very low, and the whole person was covered in a gray cloak. He quickly broke down the sniper gun in his hand and stuffed it into a guitar box style box. Then he carried it and quickly fled the scene.


    Because, at the moment, there are already two cars in this direction.


    The man quickly ran to the opposite side of the roof, grabbed the rope that had been placed and jumped from the back of the eight story building. Under the wind of the night, the cloak fluttered and hunted.


    After seeing Zhen Zhizhuo off, ye Wuqian runs over and protects another thug who hasn''t had time to withdraw.


    Now his martial arts cultivation is the second mirror of the day after tomorrow. His spiritual will and physical body are much stronger than ordinary people. His five senses are sensitive, and he can sense the bullets coming at him in advance. In this way, he has enough time to hide with this thug.


    More than ten seconds later, nothing happened.


    Ye Wumian''s face slightly Ji, his eyes turned a few times, quickly left the gangster, toward the window side.


    He had already judged the general direction from the trajectory of the three bullets. At this time, he quickly moved his eyes and looked in the direction he judged, but what he saw was only a leap in the back.


    Even the face and back he saw was not so much the shadow of his cloak flying in the air.


    "Damn it!"


    Ye Wuque was excited and broke off the marble slabs on the windowsill.This scene was seen in the eyes of brother Mao Xiong. The luster in his eyes was dimmed a lot, and he secretly mocked himself and his brothers'' self-sufficiency.


    The young man in front of him is so fierce that he can blow open the concrete wall with one blow and easily break the marble slab. This is not a man at all. Let alone a few of them, even if it is ten times more, it is estimated that it will not be enough for others to fight.


    "The killer is gone, you don''t have to hide..." Ye Wuqi returns to the way of the head, and his eyes pass over the headless corpse of the little gangster before, and a trace of intolerance flashes in his eyes.


    The killer''s target is him, and the death of this punk has something to do with him.


    "Thank you very much. Thank you very much for saving my brothers. It''s because we don''t know what to do with our friends. After all, we are also begging for food, and we have to do something for them. "


    Brother Mao Xiong also took a look at his brother''s headless corpse. Less than a minute ago, he was still alive. He was so young, but he died so unknowingly that he didn''t even leave the whole body.


    Ye Wuque waved his hand, and his eyebrows twisted into flesh pimples: "don''t apologize. I wanted to do something to you. The target of the killer should be me. The death of your brother has a lot to do with me.


    Well, tomorrow you come to Fenghai university to look for me. I''ll prepare a sum of money for you. It''s a little bit of compensation for this brother''s family.


    This is my business card. Take it. Remember to bury him deeply. You''d better invite someone to do a land and water law meeting. Don''t save money. Don''t be greedy. Do you know what I gave you? "


    Brother Mao Xiong looked at the serious Ye Wuqian, unable to speak. Even he instinctively couldn''t believe Ye Wuqian. Ye Wuqian''s practice also made him some incomprehensible.


    In their line of work, they are supposed to pin their heads on their waistbands and dance on the cusp of knives to earn a living. There are so many deaths that brother Mao Xiong is not surprised.


    Today, this is an accident. Even if there is no place to find the murderer, they have to accept their fate.


    Even if this matter has something to do with ye Wuque, no one can blame him. However, ye Wuque proposes to give money to his brother who died miserably, which makes brother Mao Xiong surprised and happy.


    However, he witnessed the terror of Ye Wuque, and he really didn''t dare to ask for it. So he decided to give it a try. He said cautiously, "I thank this friend on behalf of the fourth. However, it''s not the fault of your friend."


    Ye Wuqian waved his hand: "needless to say, I know what you think. I''m serious and don''t have to be suspicious. Just come and get the money tomorrow