In the suburbs of Huai'an District, Jiangnan City, it was 10.50 minutes at night.

At this time, Lan just wants to go back and sit on the sofa, watch the TV series, and then the takeaway can be delivered to her hand on time.

The reality was a .45 shotgun fucking on my head and a dilemma that would shoot at any moment.

"Put down the gun and we'll talk patiently, man. ”

"Do you hear me, this sissy cannon with no hair is telling me to put down the gun, and then plan to use his enoki mushroom to top you, Wen. "Mr. Cowboy thought it was very funny.

At this time, it was really unclear to do it, and Lan Feng planned to ease it down. "Maybe you should listen to my brother, a stalemate won't do you any good, sir..."

"Cowboy baby - Bonister and Wen. ”

"Mr. Smoke, think about it, we have no ill intentions. But the muzzle of the old smoke ghost was still hesitating. "Let the horses come, stupid pig, my little steel cannon is a** burning. Apparently the words prompted him to tighten his grip on the handle again.

"Calm down! Bai Qianfan. ”

"Yes, my hunter can't wait. Wen pulled out his long Nepalese knife.

Shiro pushed back and forth against his waist. "Come on, baby, I'll send you the fire. Wen Cancan smiled and took the opportunity to put on a posture. "Everybody calm down, I'll count to three seconds and come out face to face. The moonlight reflected through the treetops, and all four of them could see each other's faces. "Wow, a bearded man, and a hairy boy. "-" Wen killed a mutant alone in Hengjiang City, and your eyes were full of contemptuous bloodshots. ”

Bai hurriedly rubbed his eyes and shouted, "If you say it directly, you're a crazy magician." ”

"You magicians look like you're on top all the time, but it's a pity that you still die at the hands of mortals, it's funny, isn't it? "A provocation from the old ghost of the smoke, white punches out. "I don't like the color of your beard, and your knife blinds me. With a snap of his fingers, the bearded beard turned white, and Wen's knife turned into a carrot.

"That's right. The cigarette touched his beard, and Wen saw the carrot and shouted angrily: "Is it because you have extraordinary talent that you can play with others at will?"

Lan came out to play a round, "Mr. Smoke, you are also here to find the Primordial Crystal?"

Facing the confident faces of the two. "Of course, we're bounty hunters! No, no, no, don't tell me you are too. ”

"Tell him that we're going to kill an evil witch in Gangnam. Bai Feng said to Qianfan.

"This can't be!" Wen immediately retorted, "The magic of witches is much more powerful than yours, and their noses are so sensitive that you can't get close to them at all." ”

The cowboy put away his gun and stuffed it back into his fanny pack. "Our task is not to waste time here, remember to wipe your butt clean the next time you say a word before you go out, kid!" said an old man and a young man who left the grass and walked towards the road. "You too, Philosophy Baby!"

Leave them alone in the same place, each speaking his own thing. "Do you think they're a gang? The bounty hunters have come together with a common employer for the crystals hidden in the mansion. ”

"I don't know, maybe it's the ** in the bar, or the bartender, she doesn't look at you right..."

The next night.

With scars on their faces and scabs, the two pushed the door in. It's not obvious, but it's very eye-catching, "OK, calm down, we're here for a drink." The two of them quickly sat down at the bar and ordered two glasses of whiskey.

The bartender took two glasses and placed them on the table, crossed one for nothing, and raised a glass in return to them. Turning back, he asked, "They're not moving?" ”

Bai Feng looked back from time to time, "Not for the time being." ”

"You continue to be here, I like to bring a little bit of excitement. The thief took the opportunity to find a woman sitting alone.

"You're at an underground pleasure party?" the woman disagreed, ignoring her. Someone leaned over and said, "Do you have rosemary?"

The beautiful woman picked up a glass of wine and spilled it over, "Get out!"

Failed to flirt with the girl, took out a tissue, wiped off the water stains, and was still unsatisfied. The bald guys playing billiards behind the bar looked at it, and one of them strolled over and pressed Shiro's shoulder. "If you're going to play tricks with me, I'd advise you not to, man. ”

The leader spoke very hoarsely and slowly, and surrounded four big men. The woman left in surprise, she didn't want to cause trouble.

"Then you guessed it wrong, I'm here to drink. You know, when you speak, you have a dick in your mouth. Turning his head to look at a few people, "Who could it be?"

The bald head grabbed the neckline with his big hand, and the white was pulled up. The big arm was suddenly stopped, "I hope you don't touch my brother casually, man." The bald boss broke away and turned to stand to see the person who had come clearly, and neither side spoke.

In the blink of an eye, his backhand was a punch, which was extremely fast and overwhelming.

The scene of the bastard falling in front of him did not happen, but the whole person was violently shaken away, and the cyclone centered on Lan surrounded the red flames, and then gradually dissipated.

In addition to some broken bottles and cans, there are also frightened guests. A group of people from earlier also came around, but the big guy stopped, "Follow me, boy." ”

The back door of the bar opened to an entrance to the basement, and the bald guy motioned for the two to go down.

Energetic music and a crowd swaying to the music. None of this mattered, he followed him through the colorful places, turned a corner, and the passage on the right kept coming in, turning into a separate aisle with all-blue lights.

Stopped in front of a door and pointed. Bai opened the door and looked around, but there was no movement.

There were a few people sitting on the sofa inside, and the bald guy whispered a few words to Xiao **, and then walked out with his little brother.

The turban man clapped his hands twice, and the lights turned on. "What do you want to do, boy. ”

"A message. ”

"Ahh Xiao ** rubbed his fingers, and Bai understood what it meant.

"We are magicians. ”

"Ahh

Lan asked, "How much." ”

"It depends on what you want to ask, my friend. ”

Bai and Lan glanced at each other.