If he was in China, Ling Luo would only think that it was a prank by a certain friend. And at this time in the United States, after seeing Lucy's frightened eyes again, he would not think it was a joke.

Ling Luo's first reaction was that Ling Yun was coming. He has only one enemy.

A business van sped up, and Ling Luo and Lucy were pushed into the car by three people, two guns against their heads.

It was only at this moment that Ling Luo finally saw the deadly weapon clearly, as well as the pale face.

It's not Ling Yun, it's also Chinese, with dyed white hair, large earrings, and a nose ring.

A fully enhanced version of the gangster. Because he has a gun in his hand.

At this time, Lucy was calmer than Ling Luo, and said to the white-haired man, "Joe, what do you want to do? I have nothing to do with you!"

The man named Qiao smiled, smiled, raised his head and said, "You said that you would break up? Why don't I break up, I don't agree!"

By the end, Joe had already shouted out, hysterical kind.

Ling Luo finally understood what was going on, not implicating Lucy, but being implicated by her, it was obvious that this was an emotional drama of love and hate.

When I was in the country, there were always cynics who shouted about human rights and freedoms, and there was no right to use guns. If they were put a gun to their heads, they would be honest.

Ling Luo has experienced life and death, but it was an unprepared situation, now the danger is in front of him, and he may die in the next moment, who is not afraid?

Ling Luo's eyes swept around, trying to find some opportunities, but unfortunately he couldn't find them, he only needed to move his fingers to shoot, and he didn't have time to shoot.

Lucy said, "This man has nothing to do with me, you let him go!"

Qiao snorted coldly and looked at Ling Luo coldly, as if he had seen the enemy who killed his father, and the top of the gun was even more serious.

"You let him go!" Lucy cried.

Joe pursed his lips and said, "If you talk nonsense, I'll kill him!"

After walking a few streets and detouring a few roads, I don't know how long, finally stopped in front of a villa.

The two were brought into the villa, and Ling Luo knew that this was originally Lucy's home, and the living room was full of photos of Lucy, from childhood to adulthood and after becoming famous.

There were four people on the other side, and Joe and three of them were tall and tall Mi people, and Joe and one of them had a gun in their hands.

Joe sat on a chair and pointed a gun at Ling Luo and Lucy, who were squatting on the ground holding their heads, while beside him were three bodyguards.

"Is it because of him that you broke up with me?" asked Joe, lighting a cigarette and snapping.

Lucy pleaded, "I really have nothing to do with him, I'm just an ordinary friend!

Qiao showed a hideous face, stood up angrily, and shouted: "Ordinary relationship? It's because I saw you so close in the mall that I found someone to catch you." You stinky **, a pair of dog men and women, in vain I am so good to you!"

Joe's voice was hoarse, but he didn't realize it, as if he was crazy.

Lucy couldn't calm down anymore, and when she saw the state of Qiao's madness at this time, she trembled and was scared.

Joe took a few puffs of his cigarette and walked up, pinching Lucy's face, "I haven't enjoyed such a delicate face and such delicate skin in a long time." Today, I will do it to you in front of him, and let your wishful husband have a good time!"

Joe laughed, then ran down Lucy's face and tugged hard at the neckline, tearing the clothes inside. A beautiful spring light suddenly leaked out, and Joe stared at it like a hungry wolf.

"Don't, don't ......," Lucy pleaded.

Joe didn't care, his hands roaming over Lucy's chest.

"If it's a gentleman, don't let him move a woman!" Ling Luo shouted sharply, speaking righteously.

Qiao stopped his movements, faced Ling Luo, looked at this man who was not afraid of death with playful eyes, and said with a smile: "A little urine!"

In an instant, that smile evaporated, a vicious look stared at Ling Luo, the gun was raised against Ling Luo's head, Qiao gritted his teeth and said, "You're not afraid of death?"

Ling Luo snorted coldly and said, "I'm afraid, I really haven't lived enough in this life, how can I not be afraid of death?" But if I don't stand up at this moment, I'm not even as good as a beast." Grandson, if you have the ability, you put down the gun, and I will train the four of you by myself!"

Joe seemed to hear the big joke, looked up and laughed, then turned to look at the three bodyguards and said something in English.

"He said one person would beat the four of us!"

Then the other three laughed and leaned back.

Ling Luo stared coldly at the man named Qiao, and said word by word, "Do you dare?"

Joe stood up and scratched his head with his gun, frowning as if thinking.

Ling Luo snorted coldly: "It turned out that he was squatting and peeing, I thought that why a hero and a hero, didn't he just rely on a gun?"

Joe, who seemed enraged, threw the gun to the ground and waved as the other three slowly approached.

"Hero, right? Then I'll meet you, and if I don't kill you, I'm really not convinced!"

Lucy cried and shouted, "Ling Luo, you can't beat them. ”

Ling Luo slowly stood up, looked at the four of them, glanced at the position of the gun again, and calculated how to shoot.

Before the three of them could get closer, Ling Luo's left foot slammed on the ground, and his whole body bounced out, and he was in front of Qiao with his elbow raised and smashed directly into Qiao's chin.

Look at Joe again, he flew out a long way and fell unconscious.

Seeing the unexpected situation, the other three people panicked for a moment, and before they could react, Ling Luo had already come to their side, just blocking the way to get the gun.

Ling Luo's heart was at peace, as long as they couldn't reach the gun, there was nothing to fear.

A man swung his fist, and Ling Luo kicked a side, impartially kicking the man's armpit. Another one flew out, and the man seemed to be very resistant to fighting, and he stood up to fight again, but that arm was dislocated, and he couldn't lift it, and he didn't wail until this moment.

Ling Luo rushed forward with an arrow step, and when the two of them approached, he jumped up, and two knees fell from the air and smashed into the chests of the two people.

I only heard a "bang", and the one that smashed was called a porcelain, and two tall and strong men lay down straight.

"Collapse!"

There was another loud bang, the sound of two people slamming against the floor.

From Ling Luo's shot to the time when the four of them fell to the ground, only three minutes passed.

Ling Luo clapped his hands, then lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"That's it!"

I thought that the people of the United States would grow up eating steak and would have a strong ability to resist hits, but they were also vulnerable.

I don't blame them, Ling Luo was really anxious this time, and he made a ruthless move. When I was in China, I had a lot of affection for dealing with those little ruffians, but this time is different, and if you don't hurry up, your life will be lost.

Ling Luo moved the four people into a row, the three Mi people didn't dare to wail, and the man named Qiao was as unconscious as a dead fish.

Ling Luo smiled and stomped on Qiao's chest.

"Don't me, play me dead!"