"These people look fierce and vicious, but in fact, they are useless, and they can't bear the meow when they touch it. ”

An An's figure flashed, and she reappeared in Locke's sight, holding a large handful of long guns and short guns in her arms, all of which were snatched from the casino thugs under Locke.

"You...... You ......" Locke's face was furious, sometimes fearful, sometimes hideous.

When he came back to his senses, he stood up sharply and picked up the slight rush on the table.

"He's going to shoot! Get down!"

"Lie down! Lie down!"

"Shoot back, or we'll all die here!"

“……”

“……”

Wu Jin and Wei Ting's bodyguards were shocked, screamed in confusion, and reflexively fell to the ground, shooting back at the same time, regardless of whether they hit or not.

Zhang Wei threw Wei Ting down with lightning speed, and then lay on the ground, dragging Wei Ting desperately to crawl out of the room.

Such a close exchange of fire, and the other party is a submachine gun, it can be said that it is extremely dangerous, nine deaths and one life, whether they can survive or not, it really depends on luck.

The rapid sound of gunfire rang out, reverberating and deafening in the small space, a dense stream of bullets flying across the room, and the acrid smoke of gunpowder filled the room.

The chaotic shootout didn't last long, and Locken used all the bullets in the submachine gun in one go, and the barrel was a little hot, and then stopped.

He gasped for breath, feeling that after this round of strafing, there should be no one alive in the office except him.

However, what shocked him was that in addition to him, there were two other people standing in place, as if they hadn't even moved their places!

Locke's face was twisted with fear, his heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, he was almost out of breath, and cold sweat the size of soybeans continued to pour out and drip from his forehead, wetting his collar.

He's got a whole cartridge of bullets!

Under normal circumstances, the other party should have been beaten into a sieve, but now, these two people are unharmed!

He almost wondered if he had a toy gun in his hand!

Wei Ting knew that Han Ye had great skills and magical powers, so she didn't seem too surprised.

Zhang Wei and the other four were pleasantly surprised.

In the chaotic shootout just now, they all thought that they were going to lose a few lives here, but they didn't know if they were losing their own lives or other people's lives.

What they didn't think about was that they were all alive and survived the crisis safely, why were they unhappy?

In addition to being happy, they were also secretly in awe of the power that Han Ye and An An had.

They had more or less heard some rumors about Han Ye and An An, and knew that these two people were deeply valued by their boss Wei Ting and their strength was extraordinary.

It's just that the rumors are unknown, and they don't know what kind of skills Han Ye and An An have.

But today they were kind of eye-opening.

The girl named An An cleaned up more than a dozen casino thugs with guns in a blink of an eye, and Han Ye even took a whole magazine of submachine gun bullets empty-handed!

This is a scene that has only been seen in movies, and it actually happened in front of their eyes, and it is really a bit magical, which makes them feel a little unreal.

As for Wu Jin, he was even more shocked, but secretly glad in his heart.

Just last night, he also joked about An An, saying that he wanted to learn from An An, but he was taught a lesson by An An.

At that time, I thought that this strange girl simply didn't give herself face at all.

Now it seems that An An was merciful to his subordinates last night, and if he really wants to be serious with himself, even if he has nine lives, it is not enough to toss.

"You ...... How can you be okay?" Locke asked with some difficulty as he stared at Han Ye and An An.

Han Ye opened his hands, his hands were full of bullets, he threw them casually, and then said, "This kind of thing, for us, has no effect. ”

He said it again and again, strolling over to Locke, taking the submachine gun out of Locke's hand, and rubbing it twice.

Locke watched as this deadly weapon, in Han Ye's hands, turned into a ball of scrap metal.

"Where is Old Song?" Han Ye threw away the scrap metal and asked.

His tone was gentle, and it fell on Rocken's ears, but it was like the voice of death, and his whole body trembled.

"I ...... I do not know. He stammered in reply.

Han Ye looked at him as if he was looking at a dead man: "It's all at this point, aren't you still telling the truth?"

"I really don't know. Locken was anxious, and hurriedly defended himself,

"Those people may have been monitoring Lao Song or what, anyway, not long after Lao Song called you, they took the initiative to come to the door and said that they were willing to pay money to help Lao Song pay off his debts, and even willing to pay a large sum of money, as long as I handed Lao Song over to them.

I thought you might give more, so I deducted Old Song Duo for a while, but the price they gave was too attractive, so I handed it over to them.

These people did not leave any information. I didn't want to make a deal with people from unknown sources, but the people were very generous with their money, and I didn't dig into it for the sake of money. ”

"In this way, you don't seem to be of much value. Han Ye concluded.

Locken was already in a cold sweat, but now when he heard Han Ye say this, it was even more sweaty.

Because, worthless people usually mean that they are useless.

(End of chapter)