Chapter 390: Giants Face to Face

He listened to Ye Xiaobai's question outside the courtyard, his heart tightened, and he said secretly: "Come on, come on, I'll take you to the gate of hell." I heard another person say, "Boss Bei is in the villa!" I couldn't help but be extremely annoyed: "Where is the spy who got in, let me catch him and pick his skin." ”

The palms of his hands are dripping with sweat, his nerves are tense, and because he can't see, he can only calculate the general situation in his mind: this gangster who hangs the dog, releases the corpse of the woman, and throws feces, as long as you walk in, hehe......

Just as I was thinking about it, the 500,000 prize was close at hand, and suddenly a huge force surged from my back. A large hole was made in the door panel behind him, and the wood slag was scattered, and even the fixed screws were twisted, and the back was instantly pressed and unable to breathe.

That was the consequence of Ye Xiaobai's shooting.

The bullet exploded through the door panel and continued to fly forward, shattering the carved glass at the entrance, and plunging straight into the opposite wall, blowing up large patches of cement, lime, sand, and wood chips. The power is perfect, the only drawback is that he didn't let Captain Chen see it with his own eyes, Rao is so, and he was shocked into a cold sweat when he heard the sound and analyzed the general situation.

"Whoever is ambushed inside, get out automatically, don't let the ** heart. ”

A figure suddenly poked out from the balcony on the second floor, and shot at Ye Xiaobai, the fire burst into the shè, and the bullet drilled into the shoulder from top to bottom, and drilled out from the back.

Too careless. He only cares about playing with the wind, and he doesn't watch out for enemies watching in the shadows.

Ye Xiaobai picked up a puddle of blood, fell backwards, and instead sold more gaps in his body to the enemy, and another gunshot rang out, and the bullet pierced his lower abdomen.

The team led by Nan Di arrived at this time, and suppressed the person who put the cold gun back in the aimless chaos on the second floor. The large villa has more than forty rooms. There were more than a dozen windows facing them, each of which was shut, with lights on, and thick curtains drawn. Under the random gunfire, the glass was shattered. The curtains are full of holes, revealing beams of light.

Guilong, the newly appointed head of the Yuanhu Road Hall, hurriedly stepped forward, only to see Ye Xiaobai's face pale and a pool of blood under him. The momentum of the Terminator that had been so hard condensed was long gone. He waved Fang Guilong away, squinted slightly, grabbed the shotgun and raised it with one hand, and pulled the trigger with the last strength to the second window on the second floor in the northwest corner.

At this moment, a man with a gun had just flashed through the window. The glass is scattered and splashed, and the water chestnut reflects the lights of the courtyard, as if it were a dazzling firework. The warhead went into his left temple with precision.

It was as if the balloon filled with gas had been pricked by a needle, and the man's head had been blown up, and the room was full of brains, blood, hair, and bone residue within a radius of three meters. A large amount of blood sprayed onto the window. It spilled out, like a thrilling rain of blood.

Many of the biker thugs who had never seen a real killing scene in the back stepped on the brakes in unison, enjoying this frightening and frightening scene, and looked at each other, all sweating.

"Damn, dare yīn Lao Tzu......" Ye Xiaobai was shocked by the recoil of the shotgun and the wound broke even more. A wave of tiredness welled up in his heart, and he slowly closed his eyes. Fang Guilong hurriedly beckoned others to take him to the hospital.

Nandi rushed into the villa with his men, and after several firefights, the bodyguards were outnumbered and gradually cleaned up. Surrender willingly. The servants have been dismissed and valuables have been transferred.

The master bedroom on the second floor facing south. They found Pei Mingjun's wife, Zhan Yuesheng, curled up alone on the sofa, neatly dressed, staring blankly at the white wall, as if full of concern.

Nandi walked in with a smile and said, "Isn't this the famous model Miss Zhan?

Zhan Yueshang still sat still, as if she hadn't heard. Seeing that she didn't react, Nan Di suddenly became interested, pulled out his pistol and said, "Where is Bei Mingjun? Tell me quickly, otherwise I will ruin your appearance." ”

Zhan Yueshang shook her head blankly.

Nandi spat a big mouthful of spit and said, "It's really disappointing, if it weren't for the rules of the biker party, it would have been your turn." Seeing that the back balcony was still a little bright, and the figure was shaking, he immediately raised the jīng god, signaled to the people behind him, and kicked the door open with a gun.

The back balcony with an area of about 50 square meters is burning a bonfire, the firewood pile is well erected, and there is quite a lot of free space in the middle, which is extremely hot with the bonfire, and with the night breeze blowing, a series of sparks fly from time to time. Even Brother Nan could feel the heating coming from a distance of more than ten meters.

There are two fur cushions next to the campfire, on each of which is Liao Xuebing and Pei Mingjun, who sit cross-legged opposite each other, and scatter red wine, barbecue, ham, sausage, butter, salad dressing and other foods and spices around them.

There were several empty wine bottles lying on the ground, and Lao Liao was wearing a gray security uniform, and he loosened two buttons on the front of his uniform, apparently secretly caught some unlucky security guard and then stripped him of his clothes and mixed in, and they seemed to have been drinking for a long time.

Brother Nan was stunned, what the hell is going on? Are they okay, how could two enemies who don't share the same sky sit together and have a bonfire?

Neither of them spoke, Lao Liao rubbed his hands, grabbed the red wine and took a few sips, and peeled it

A few peanuts are put in his mouth, and the peanut shells are thrown into the campfire, and the peanut shells are burned to ashes.

His face was red from the firelight, and he forked a sausage with a fork and put it on the fire to bake, slowly dripping out the grease and falling onto the burning firewood, emitting a string of oil smoke.

The wind was blowing towards Bei Mingjun, and all the oil smoke hit his face, frowning, squinting, seeing that Lao Liao was roasting so refreshingly, he didn't say anything after all.

We fought to the death downstairs, Ye Xiaobai and several other brothers were seriously injured, when did Brother Bing sneak in? And by the way, he controlled Bei Mingjun? This is really outrageous!

Seeing Lao Liao waving his hand to his side, Brother Nan took his brothers and retreated from the door with doubts.

Before Ye Xiaobai was still gathering people on Suzaku Street, Liao Xuebing had already come to the villa, grabbed a lone security guard by the way, changed his clothes, and then talked about the situation. Thinking that there was nothing to do, he lit a bonfire on the balcony to eat barbecue, blocked the news of him, his bodyguards and others, and waited for Captain Chen to call for instructions, and then replied according to Lao Liao's meaning.

Zhan Yueshang was crying, Bei Mingjun suppressed her anger and gave her a few solid slaps, but she didn't understand the man's affairs, so she was so depressed in the bedroom that she couldn't think about it.

"Bei Mingjun, I'm really surprised that you've come to this point. Lao Liao took a bite of the sausage and chewed it.

Pei Mingjun smiled bitterly: "Your strength surprises me even more, my only move is to miss you, so that I will suffer the consequences and lead to today's end." I can't fight you, so if you want to kill it, do it. ”

"What's the matter? I've been impatient with life? In Ewha Town, I bought a couple of big pig cages to put living people in them, and then used ox carts to pull them around the streets, and I think that although Pei Shixiang couldn't see anything, he must have wanted to see this scene. What do you say?"

Pei Mingjun's face did not change at all, as if his feelings had disappeared in his heart, and he said coldly: "Become a king or lose a king, whatever you want, Lao Tzu has not seen torture, and the one who frowns is not a hero." If you're a big man, give me a good time. ”

Lao Liao grabbed the Desert Eagle and spun it around in his hand, suddenly jumped up, and shouted, "Damn, Lao Tzu is going to beat you." Stepping over the fire, his big leather boots stepped into his face.

Said to fight, really moody, Bei Mingjun was unwilling to be humiliated, and quickly retreated away, but he was still sitting, caught off guard, and almost rolled over. As soon as he retreated, Liao Xuebing's leather boots fell, and he just stepped on his lower yīn.

"Ahh

"Oh, you don't seem to be very happy. Lao Liao sat back on the original cushion, sprinkled some seasoning on the sausage, and slowly roasted it on the bonfire, and the fragrance became even stronger.

Pei Mingjun spat hatefully, got up, and hurried to the balcony. There is a small place sticking out on the second floor, as long as you make sure to jump to that place and then transfer immediately, you can immediately get rid of this devil's entanglement. The risk is very high, you can't see the place clearly in the dark, it is easy to jump wrong, fall directly from the third floor to the ground, and break your tendons and fractures.

Although it was a gamble, Liao Xuebing was in front of him, and his subordinates were blocked in the room, as long as he stayed alive, there was always a chance to make a comeback, and if he died, there would be nothing.

Lao Liao sighed, grabbed the desert eagle in his hand and flicked it in the fire, and a piece of firewood with flames and smoke flew over, just smashing on Bei Mingjun in the rush process. His right foot was right on the railing, and he received a heavy blow, sending sparks and countless blisters on fire.

The body immediately lost its direction, and its feet slid away, and before it had time to leap to the protruding eaves on the second floor that he had calculated in his heart, it had already fallen downward. In the crisis, he grabbed it with his backhand, grabbed the railing tightly, the whole person hung in the air, kicked and kicked with his legs, and looked at his feet, this is the third floor. The first floor was the reception hall, which had to entertain guests from time to time, so the dome designed at that time was very high at six meters, and the rooms on the second floor were also four meters, which was enough to kill a person.

He was extremely stubborn, in a critical situation, knowing that Liao Xuebing would never take the initiative to help, and asking for help would only add humiliation to himself, so he forcibly did not speak, and tried to climb up by himself with both hands - of course, he knew very well in his heart that Liao Xuebing would also execute him after climbing up, but people's psychology is like this, they will not give up until the last moment, and they would rather live a few more minutes than a "live" word!

Bei Mingjun has been pampered for a long time, lacks exercise, gradually gains weight, and his hands are almost useless except for holding a pen to sign and touching the body of a beautiful woman. It was already very difficult to support the weight of his body, let alone climb up against gravity, and when he puffed out his biceps to cheer up his gods, he grabbed the railing with an extra sole on his fingers.

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