Chapter 271: Terrifying Psychosis

The remaining thugs immediately shrank into the crowd, biting their lower lip tightly, not daring to say a word, and looking at the alley in fear, as if it was not a person who was about to appear, but a strange head.

The tense atmosphere instantly infected everyone, not only those gangsters, but also not only Zhang Lu and Zhou Dalong.

Zuo Zhesheng and Chu Yunlong, who dragged 2580,000 yuan, hid behind the crowd for the first time, hugged each other tightly, and looked at the darkness with a dry mouth.

An Xi stared at his eyes to a round shape, his arms were wrapped, his body was covered with goosebumps, and he was infinitely frightened in his heart, but there was an inexplicable throbbing born in suffocation.

The sound is getting closer......

The light is getting stronger......

Finally, Fang Xiaowu appeared in front of everyone.

Dragging the spear upside down, the tip of the spear that seemed to be flashing with blood light rubbed a little spark on the masonry floor, and the thin figure pulled out a long darkness under the dim light, slightly hunched back, crazy and manic gasping, blood red in the waist and abdomen, and the whole person exuded a deadly and dangerous aura.

Handsome?!

No, no, no!

That's clearly an evil maniac and a bully!

There is an idiom called preconceived.

First of all, I knew that Fang Xiaowu killed two people in a row, one person and one shot, the invasion was like fire, killing a group of people to scatter and flee, and everyone sketched a demon-like image, which happened to match the current image.

However, in reality, the little fifth brother is just ......

I'm tired like a fool.

This night, he didn't stop, his skills didn't consume energy, he practiced the gun, stabbed himself, and then chased a group of rabbits out of 200 meters......

To be reasonable, normal people can't stand it, right?

If you don't have 15 points of physique, whether you can move or not is two words.

So, at the moment, he is dragging a gun, panting, and bending over, and his painting style is simply normal.

But no one thinks so.

As Fang Xiaowu got closer and closer, the gangsters subconsciously shrank back, and suddenly highlighted Zhang Lu.

At this moment, in this situation, Zhang Lu could not afford to retreat, so he had to bite the bullet, cough dryly, and take a step forward.

"Brother Xiaowu, my brother's surname is Zhang, Zhang Lu. The brothers on the road raised love and called me a big ......"

Bang!

Oh......

Poof!

In the stunned gaze of the audience, the majestic and impassioned Da Zhang Ye, who was not shocked, was shot by Fang Xiaowu, screamed, fell out horizontally, hit the wall, and finally smashed on the ground.

"Noise!"

Fang Xiaowu put the gun on his shoulder, raised his head and moved his neck, and let out a long sigh.

"Hmm...... It's much more comfortable to let it go out this time......"

It's so brutal!

Everyone suddenly looked frightened, and subconsciously moved back half a step.

Zhang Lu struggled to get up, his heart was shocked a lot more than that of his younger brother, he coughed twice and coughed out a mouthful of blood, his left arm and chest were numb with pain, but he didn't dare to blow up his hair because of this.

No one understood the horror of that shot better than he did.

With one hand swinging a gun, fast and shadowless, heavy as a mountain, one blow will pull his 170-pound strong man away, which is unheard of!

The strength is terrifying, who is he?

Otherwise, how can we explain his marksmanship beyond the limits of human beings?

I can't wave!

I'm going to hold steady and wait for the police uncle to save me!

Zhang Lu, who almost scared himself into peeing, barely stood up straight with the support of his younger brother, and hugged his fist nondescriptly, with a solemn expression.

"If not, even if you come again, I will bear it!"

As soon as these words came out, the gangsters were immediately moved to tears and their hearts were excited.

And Zuo Zhesheng and a few of them were stunned, full of fear.

Legend has it that the big Zhang Ye, who is a man of all his word, was whipped on his body with a stick, and he coughed up blood, not only did he not dare to get angry, but he admitted to begging for peace?

Well, empathy, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

Before the police arrived, whoever was tough was the boss, and the stupid B was pretending to be a psychopath on the other side!

Thinking of their own clamor before, Zuo Zhesheng and Chu Yunlong glanced at each other with a tacit understanding, and at the same time shrank their necks, wiping cold sweat with palpitations.

And after Chu Yuwei saw this scene, her eyes suddenly became confused, and she unconsciously recalled the moment in the bathroom, imagination and fantasy flew together, and her thoughts were like urine, and she instantly completed a modern poem of the pear blossom body hazy school.

If

That floating wait,

What ushers in is not nothingness,

It's a slap,

Such a domineering and wild blow,

Straight to the bottom of the core.

That's what should be,

What kind of experience?

Beauty.

Fly.

……

How did Fang Xiaowu know that these people were dirty and immodest in their hearts?

As for Zhang Lu, it's okay to talk about it, how to talk about it, I have the final say!

Slanting at Zhang Lu and sneering, Fang Xiaowu said, "Oh, the damned people haven't died yet, how are you going to bear it?"

Zhang Lupi trembled for a while, and scolded in his heart: Who is this special scholar who educated him? Why is the killing nature greater than Lao Tzu? Silly B Dabin, look at the good things you have done!

scolded and scolded, but his expression became more and more sincere, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Little fifth brother, today's incident, the elder brother really doesn't know. But then again, I have to bear the trouble caused by my subordinates, whether I know it or not. So whatever is requested, you open your mouth, and I will do it!"

When the white faces in the crowd heard this, their hearts quietly put back into their stomachs, and their gratitude to Zhang Lu was surging like a river.

The rest of the people also praised Da Zhangye's righteousness, and it seemed that they wanted to praise him as the most beautiful boss in China.

Fang Xiaowu was not used to this at all, put down the gun, the tip of the gun hung to the ground, held the end of the handle of the gun with one hand, and grinned at Zhang Lu.

"Okay, if you want to carry it, I'll give you a chance to carry it! If you take me and don't die, this matter will end here!"

There was silence......

Zhang Lu was almost scared to pee, he had just seen that kind of gun speed, and he definitely couldn't react, so he used chrysanthemums to catch it?

Isn't this forcing good people to become prostitutes?

Seeing that the soft one was not good, Zhang Lu decided to come to the hard one.

"Little brother, don't do anything!"

"My two brothers, Zhanglu and Zhangqiao, you may not know much about the connections and financial resources in Cloud City, but your classmates should know it in their hearts. ”

Zhang Lu glanced back at Zuo Zhesheng and them, but Zuo Zhesheng sneered disdainfully.

Zhang Lu cheekily continued: "Stay on the line, you will be friends in the future, even if you have anything to do with your brother, you can take a hand if you can do it or not." ”

"If you have to chase after it...... Ask my brothers behind me and see if they say yes!"

There are many people, and they are bold.

The thugs were so excited by the eldest brother that they immediately shouted: "Don't agree!

Looking at the momentum, Fang Xiaowu was not moved at all, smiling lightly, his eyes were cold and clear, and he was forced to go straight to the end.

"Finished?"

Lazily stepped forward, his eyes locked on Zhang Lu, and suddenly shouted: "Then stand up! Pick ......me up."

Sou!

Fang Xiaowu's last half of the sentence had just come out, and Zhang Lu was no longer there.

A harrier turned over to pick up the lazy donkey and rolled to catch the attack of the eight childish girls, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed into the crowd, so tired that he was panting and was scared into a cold sweat.