Chapter Ninety-Two: Death
Out of Tong Baobao's house, Qin Yang became a driver this time, not because he was kind, but because of the speed of these two beauties, he couldn't stand it.
When the car arrived at the mall, it was estimated that the daylily was cold.
When famous people buy clothes, most of them will go to Fu'an Street Commercial Building, where there is a large financial circle, all kinds of brand-name stores, and there are a lot of street vendors on the side of the road.
When I go there, I often put my chest against my back.
It is precisely because this street is extremely congested that some bosses in Mingyang City do not look at their driver's licenses when they recruit drivers, and they just drive to Fu'an Street for a walk.
But if you are only falsely accused twice, it is an excellent achievement, and if you are only falsely accused once, then the driving skills are already at the pinnacle.
Of course, Qin Yang's driving skills belong to the level of "fairy writing, easy to come", he actually drove a car and drove straight into the commercial building, without being slandered once.
After parking the car, the three of them entered the commercial building.
"Sister Feifei, what kind of dress do you say Yangyang is suitable for?"
"I think he's good for black hip-hop clothes, fat pants, a long T-shirt, and a thick necklace around his neck. Zheng Feifei said happily.
Tong Baobao shook his head: "I think Yang Yang looks like this, he is very ruffian, he should go to the tattoo parlor to get a tattoo, and then wear a pair of oldschool-style pants and a black vest, the picture is too beautiful for me to look at." ”
Qin Yang hung his head weakly, and he suddenly found a question - whether it was a wrong decision to call these two people to come over and help him buy clothes.
He cleared his throat: "Hey, I'm a teacher! ”
"Is the teacher just old-fashioned? Look at Professor Du, Oba is so handsome. Zheng Feifei clasped her hands together, and her eyes were full of little stars.
"You actually like Korean sticks?" Qin Yang said, unable to understand.
Tong Baobao also said: "That's it, like Professor Du? ”
"Well, I am very happy that my baby is standing on the same side as me every time. Qin Yang nodded.
The baby squirmed and said: "Actually, people like Quan Zhilong." ”
Burst!
Qin Yang felt that he and Tong Baobao were not in the same camp anymore.
What is good about Korean stars.
Qin Yang heard that some time ago, the Koreans were also preparing to remake "Water Margin".
For example, when Li Kui saw Song Jiang: "Brother, let's turn it over!"
Korean remakes must be translated as: "Let's be even! ”
Thinking about it, Qin Yang had goosebumps.
The three of them talked and laughed and entered the second floor of the mall.
After all, they still took Qin Yang to visit more mature business brands, such as Armani and Vasas, which are well-known business men's clothing series.
Finally, Qin Yang fell in love with a green shirt in an Armani shop, which was quite good.
The staff in this store are all international students, the men are tall and handsome, and the women are very hot.
A white girl walked up to Qin Yang, who was looking at the green shirt, and said, "Sir, this green shirt is very suitable for you." ”
"Thanks. Qin Yang compared it on his body, and when he was about to try it, the white girl said again: "Shirt of this color, sir, you wear a green hat again, to ensure that you are chic." ”
"Green hat?" Qin Yang looked at the shop and found that there were almost no people here, he put down his shirt and said with a wicked smile: "Sister, your business here is relatively poor, right?"
"Not good. "The white girl is very honest.
"Well, I don't think you're good! Learn the customs of the Chinese people before you sell things. ”
Qin Yang put down his shirt and left.
Zheng Feifei and Tong Baobao followed behind, laughing uncontrollably.
The white girl was stunned: "Did I say something wrong just now?"
The three of them went shopping for business men's clothing for a while, and finally Qin Yang took a fancy to a few shirts in a Dickney that was full of traffic.
"Go try! Go try!"
Zheng Feifei and Tong Baobao both encouraged.
"Okay, I'll try. Qin Yang took his clothes and walked into the locker room.
A man came out of the locker room.
When the man and Qin Yang passed by, suddenly, a hard thing pressed against Qin Yang's waist and eyes.
Qin Yang keenly sensed that this was a standard pistol, but his expression did not change: "Sir, what do you mean?"
"Qin Yang, our boss wants to see you. ”
"Who is your boss?" Qin Yang said to the man with a smile.
Outsiders seem to think that Qin Yang and men are good friends.
"Akamon!"
"Huh, your boss just died last night, and a new person came out today?" Qin Yang smiled.
"Let's go. The man tilted his head.
"Yes!"
Qin Yang left the store very obediently, and he said to Zheng Feifei and Tong Baobao: "I'll go out to smoke a cigarette, you go shopping first." ”
"Go, go. ”
The two women couldn't walk when they saw something beautiful, even though it was men's and women's clothing.
Qin Yang swaggered in front, while the man behind him was always a foot away from Qin Yang, and the pistol was against his waist.
Walking to the corridor where there was almost no one, Qin Yang snapped his fingers and asked without any scruples: "Hey, what's your name?" ”
The man did not shy away from Qin Yang's questioning, and introduced himself: "My name is outlaw." ”
Qin Yang glanced back at the man, short and fat, with a somewhat bald head, and the bald place was bright, as if it had been wiped by oil.
This person is normal, no one will think that he is a killer, his advantages are somewhat similar to "hidden", and they all belong to people with a super weak sense of existence.
"Oh, you know, I came here with you, not because I was afraid of you, but because I ...... I really want to smoke a cigarette. Qin Yang took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath.
The dead smiled, and the muzzle of the gun was pushed hard: "Don't play tricks, my gun is fast, as long as you move casually, the bullet will burst your kidney." ”
"What if I say that your gun can't go off?" Qin Yang clasped his hands to his chest, the cigarette in his hand was slim, he looked at the outlaw and said with a leisurely face.
Outlaw shook his head: "I've never had a gun that didn't go off. ”
"Then you fight!"
"I hope you don't push me. ”
"I'm just pushing you. ”
The outlaw looked fierce: "I don't want to kill you now, I just want you to see my boss." ”
Qin Yang bit the root of his cigarette, and suddenly shouted viciously: "You fucking shoot!"
The powerful shout made the outlaw stunned slightly, and he even wondered if Qin Yang was a fool.
Syllable!
Qin Yang slapped the outlaw in the face, and suddenly a red handprint appeared on his face: "You fucking shoot." ”
"Don't push me. ”
"Lao Tzu is forcing you. Qin Yang picked up Pu Fan's big hand again and waved it at the fleshy face of the outlaw.
Seeing that Qin Yang's slap had already been fanned, he gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger, it's a big deal to kill this bastard, just go back to the boss to make amends.
Click, click.
His gun rang twice, and no bullets were fired.
"How so?"
Syllable!
Just as he was stunned as to why the pistol was empty, Qin Yang's slap slapped him on his fat face again.
"You...... You!"
The outlaw was slightly aggrieved, this was the first time he had kidnapped someone, but he was beaten by the person he was going to kidnap so arrogantly.
Qin Yang stretched out his hand and grabbed the outlaw's hair, grabbed his head, and collided with the wall indiscriminately: "Bring the phone to Lao Tzu." ”
Bang bang bang!
The outlaw's forehead was dripping with blood.
"No, I don't. ”
"You kid has a hard mouth?" Qin Yang held a sleeve in his hand, turned his life around, and pressed it against his heart: "I only count three." ”
Looking at the sleeve, he realized why his gun didn't go off.
Inside the pistol, there is a part, the barrel, that fills the bullet into the barrel, and then the firing pin is pressed against the bottom of the bullet, and the bullet explodes.
This device is now in Qin Yang's hands, how can the outlaw be able to shoot a shot?
"Three!"
"Two!"
Qin Yang pulled the screw of the barrel, which is the "firing pin" as the saying goes, as long as he vigorously pushed the screw rod in, a bullet would explode the heart of the dead.
"Give!"
Looking at Qin Yang's eyes as cold as a knife, he was really scared, and handed the phone to Qin Yang.
Qin Yang opened the address book, there was only one number in it, and he dialed the phone without thinking about it.
"Got it done?" a calm male voice came from the phone.
"I'm Qin Yang, and I know you're the boss of Chimen now. Qin Yang grinned and said, "I just want to tell you, don't mess with me, and I'm too lazy to mess with you, but if you want to treat me as your first victim after you come to power, I'll let you be in my hands...... Sacrifice. ”
"You!"
"That's it, you can believe it or not, but when you want to try, you'd better bet your life on me. Qin Yang didn't say a word and hung up the phone.
He really knows too well about the boss of the Red Gate.
When this guy is in power, he is going to explain the death of the former boss in the gang, so he will naturally come to arrest Qin Yang.
Qin Yang put the phone in the pocket of his outlaw jacket and said, "Okay, you get out of here!"
"Huh?"
"Let you go, don't you want to get out?" Qin Yang flicked the cigarette butt in the trash can, and at the same time put the pistol sleeve in the pocket of the dead, and turned to leave.
Death is a feeling of being ravaged and insulted.
In the gang, he is the killer of fame, but this time, the other party does not take him seriously at all.
His face turned red, and the ghost sent the sleeve to Qin Yang's vest.
"I'm going to kill you. ”
The outlaw slapped the screw of the pistol sleeve fiercely.
The silver-shining screw slammed into the sleeve, pressing the bottom of the bullet in the barrel and detonating the gunpowder inside the bullet.
A flash of fire, when the bullet was about to be discharged, Qin Yang suddenly turned around, shook his hand, and a yellow bullet shot out of his hand.