"Brother Seven, after cleaning up this fat fish today, you can go to the Rich Nightclub at night, right?"

I don't know which miscellaneous hair made a noise, and suddenly echoed the sound.

"Yes, Brother Seven, this fish is so fat, it has copied the bank vault. Listening to the news, how many tens of millions were robbed?"

"More than 31 million, I have listened carefully to the news! If we can pry this money out, we will not have to worry about it for the rest of our lives. ”

"Yes!" "That's right!".

The people under Brother Qi's hands were stimulated to the point of boiling, and for the sake of tens of millions, let them kill without frowning.

Seventh Brother naturally knows how to control it. He sneered, "Pry out the money, the brothers eat and drink spicy, and the beautiful women are on casually, and the expenses are all mine." But the ugly words are also said in front, my seventh brother has always had clear rewards and punishments, if anyone will do it later, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people. ”

"Brother Seven, don't worry, if the little ones frown tonight, they will be eunuchs without eggs. Beat and punish!" The ponies immediately show their loyalty to Brother Seven.

The seventh brother nodded, and led a group of thugs to stride into the chemical warehouse.

Zhou Xing counted silently, and from the sound, there were about ten people. I have six bullets, plus Tan's legs, as long as the other party doesn't have a gun, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Snow-white flashlights hit all corners of the warehouse, illuminating the warehouse.

Judging from the footsteps, there are about a dozen of Seventh Brother's group, which is a bit tricky. Zhou Xing took out the revolver from the comedy space, pressed six bullets, and put it in his pocket.

"Brother Qi, what kind of bird Zhou won't be scared to pee, don't you dare to come?" asked a horse boy.

The other horses burst into laughter. Brother Qi slapped the horse boy on the head, "You talk a lot!"

If he is really caught by this little brother crow, who will he ask for more than 30 million?

"Who said I didn't dare to come?" Zhou Xing stood up generously from the dark corner.

More than a dozen flashlights hit him, Zhou Xing raised his hand to block in front of him, squinted slightly, and saw nearly twenty thugs standing five or six meters away.

Each of them held a curved machete in his hand, which was about twenty centimeters long and had a thick back and a narrow blade. The handle of the knife was wrapped in a white cloth, and the blade was glowing with silver, and everyone looked like they were veterans of street slashing.

Twenty knife-wielding thugs! Zhou Xing's heart shook slightly, this fucking big game!

The pistol killed six in the sky, and the other party had to stand still and shoot himself. Even if Tan Leg is ten with one, that is, sixteen, what should I do with the remaining few? Fortunately, the other party has no guns, but he can take them by surprise.

"Mr. Zhou, let's meet again!" Brother Qi pushed away the little brother who was blocking in front of him and arched his hand at Zhou Xing. He glanced left and right and smiled, "You're alone?"

"To deal with your rabble, I am enough alone!" Although he felt that he couldn't beat it, his momentum couldn't be weak. Zhou Xing's taunt choked Seventh Brother's face darkened.

"Mr. Zhou, I respect you as a man, and you dare to rob the bank treasury. If you can spit out the money you robbed, give me Lao Qihuahua, and Lao Tzu will let you live. ”

The seventh brother picked his fingernails with a machete, and his expression was very frivolous. said that he admired Zhou Xing, but in fact, he didn't take him seriously.

"Why should you spit out the money that Lao Tzu grabbed with his ability? It's that you drove into Lao Tzu and robbed Lao Tzu's money bag, this account must be calculated with you!"

"Oh, what do you want to do? Kneel down and kowtow, beg me to let you go?" Seeing that Zhou Xing was alone, the seventh brother smiled presumptuumly.

The group of younger brothers behind him also laughed wildly, leaning forward and backward one by one, as if they had heard the funniest joke.

Zhou Xing sneered, "Do you know that the villain died from talking too much? Come, meet my brother!"

He reached out and took out a pistol from his pocket, pressed his index finger on the trigger, and aimed at Seventh Brother not far in front of him.

Several flashlights hit Zhou Xing's hand, and someone exclaimed, "He has..." The pronunciation of the gun word was not over, Zhou Xing's fingers pulled the trigger continuously, and three or four revenge bullets were fired at the seventh brother.

At a distance of five or six meters, the other party is a big living person, and Zhou Xing can hit it with his eyes closed. Still, just in case, he fired most of the bullets.

The crisp sound of gunfire and the sound of bullets entering the flesh shocked a group of horses.

Who would have thought that the little sheep still had a gun in his hand. Guns are weapons that are strictly controlled by the state, and ordinary people simply do not have access to them. In this mountain city, gun control is more strict, and I haven't seen that even the boss who sells toy guns on the street has been arrested?

Brother Qi prepared several sets of dry frame plans, but he didn't expect Zhou Xing to have a gun in his hand. After the ponies are confused, someone comes to their senses and turns off the flashlight in their hands.

Isn't it that the birthday boy hanged himself for a long time! The others also came to their senses and turned off their flashlights one after another.

In the panic, someone turned on the flashlight again and shone it on Seventh Brother's body. I saw that the seventh brother was shot in the center of his eyebrows and abdomen, his eyes were full of shock and chagrin, and bright red blood flowed all over his clothes.

"Seventh brother, seventh brother!" the loyal thugs shouted in unison, recovering from their shock.

Someone pressed the wound on Seventh Brother's abdomen and tried to save his life. It's a pity that Seventh Brother has a sound in his throat, and his pupils have dilated sharply, and he looks powerless.

"Brother Seven... Ahh The little thug who was lying in front of Seventh Brother to press his wound screamed inexplicably, picked up the machete in his hand and rushed towards Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing raised his hand and fired two more shots, and the thugs who rushed to the ground fell to the ground, and the machete in his hand also fell to the ground, making a piercing sound of gold and stone impact.

This hand shocked the vast majority of the gangsters, and some of them still wanted to avenge the seventh brother, but the lessons of the past were lying on the ground and life and death were unknown, where did they dare to stand out?

Several thugs were already scared to wet their pants under the threat of death. A few thugs quietly moved their bodies, preparing to flee the place of death.

"Brothers, he only has six bullets at most, even if he kills six of us, the rest of us will avenge Brother Seven!" a thug in the darkness shouted.

A few thugs were ready to make a move. Zhou Xing didn't expect that there was such a guy who was not afraid of death in the gangsters, but he admired his righteousness a little.

"Who told you I only have one gun?" Zhou Xing asked slowly.

Uh! A few eager thugs suddenly froze. They look at me, I look at you, and no one dares to step forward.

"Who else?" Zhou Xing shouted arrogantly as Feng Xiaogang learned. "One step forward without fear of death!"

Hearing this, the thugs collectively took a step back, saving themselves from lying down their guns inexplicably.

"Very well, it seems that you are all very knowledgeable. Today is a grudge between me and your boss, and it has nothing to do with you. As long as you hand over the stray hair that hit me before, you're good to go. ”

Zhou Xing held a flashlight in one hand and a gun in the other, and pointed at the frightened gangsters with staggered pairs.

"Do you really let us go?" asked one of the thugs, suspicious.

"You can only choose to believe me. Zhou Xing raised his gun.

Faced with the strong pressure of the pistol, the thugs who opened their mouths made up their minds. He pointed to a guy with a poke of green hair on his head and said, "He's the one who hit you, Green Hair!"