Now Yi Qingwei has already thought of a strategy in his heart, although Yang Feifei's subordinates are powerful, but now his subordinates are not around, now there are only the two of them in the car, according to his outstretched hand, he is sure, if he does it in advance, he will definitely be able to catch Yang Feifei off guard, but he still has some concerns, looking at Yang Feifei is not a fool, but why would Yang Feifei be alone with him? If Yang Feifei is not a fool, then he is very confident in himself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If you choose one of the fools and self-confidence, then Yi Qingwei still chooses the latter, because Yang Feifei's performance and way of doing things are not fools at all, but like a madman, a madman who doesn't know the height of the sky.

"Don't think about it, I pulled you to the field, just to discuss the matter of the coal mine for you, if the discussion is good, I will send you back, if the discussion is not good, I will dig a pit and bury you." Yang Feifei said while driving.

When Yi Qingwei heard this, his face turned cold, the hand in his pocket grabbed the pistol, took out the outside of the pocket directly, pointed directly at Yang Feifei's head, and said coldly: "I tell you, don't want to hit my coal mine." ”

Yang Feifei, who was held up by the gun, did not have any nervousness, grinned slightly, he didn't look at Yi Qingwei, just stared ahead and said: "I hate it when people point a gun at me the most, I'll give you three seconds to take the gun off my head." ”

When Yi Qingwei heard Yang Feifei's words, he frowned, did not speak, and at the same time did not put down the pistol in his hand.

"One. Yang Feifei looked straight ahead and spit out a word lightly.

Yi Qingwei, who was sitting in the co-pilot, did not speak, and at the same time did not put down the pistol in his hand.

"II. Yang Feifei's tone became much more gloomy.

At this time, Yi Qingwei's brows furrowed even tighter, and at the same time, a trace of uneasiness appeared in his mind, although he pointed a gun at the other party and could kill the other party at any time, but now Yi Qingwei actually had a feeling that the other party could kill him at any time.

Maybe it's because he has been in the business circle for many years, his feeling is very accurate, and the next moment, what happened will not be forgotten in his life, and the next scene, Tai Nima is scary.

Yang Feifei didn't count the third number, he just pulled a trace of arc at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his foot and slammed on the brake, and the high-speed Daben made a squeaky sound, and began to rub on the ground, leaving a black mark on the road.

Because the brake was too sudden, Yi Qingwei's body went straight forward, and the pistol also left Yang Feifei's forehead, but Yi Qingwei still quickly pulled the trigger, and with a bang, the bullet shot out in the muzzle, but this shot did not hit Yang Feifei's head, but hit the car glass on the side.

"Click-"

The hard car glass instantly turned into particles, falling on Yang Feifei's body with a bang, and some of them fell outside the car.

When Yi Qingwei wanted to shoot a second time, Yang Feifei reached out and grabbed Yi Qingwei's wrist and pinched it hard, and suddenly Yi Qingwei felt pain in his wrist, pulled the trigger and fired a shot, but the bullet hit the roof of the car and did not hit Yang Feifei.

"Click, click, click......"

Just when Yang Feifei's right hand just touched the pistol, then a strange sound came from the pistol, and when the sound stopped, the pistol, which was originally good, had turned into a pile of parts, lying silently on the ground.

Dismantle the gun with one hand, and the gestures are skillful to the extreme.

Seeing this situation, Yi Qingwei was stunned on the spot, staring at Yang Feifei in front of him with an incredible expression, and did not speak for a long time. Now he was completely frightened by Yang Feifei's posture of dismantling the gun just now, like Yang Feifei's skillful posture just now, he couldn't do it without playing for more than ten years, seeing that Yang Feifei's age was only in his twenties, could it be that at what age, he started playing with guns?

However, there is another situation, that is, Yang Feifei has been dealing with firearms, and he can still reach this level in a few years. But what kind of background does someone have to have been dealing with firearms all the time?

Yang Feifei pinched Yi Qingwei's wrist with his left hand, and a pistol suddenly appeared in his right hand, directly hitting Yi Qingwei's thigh, bang, blood splattered directly on Yi Qingwei's thigh, staining the white pistol with red drips, and the blood also hit Yang Feifei's palm.

"Ahh

Bang -

Just when Yi Qingwei just roared, Yang Feifei shot again, a bullet entered Yi Qingwei's thigh again, or the same position, this bullet directly knocked the previous bullet out of the body, and suddenly, the bullet penetrated Yi Qingwei's thigh, and suddenly the flesh and blood were blurred, and the blood continued to seep out of the wound, staining the gray car pad red.

Because the bullet penetrated the entire thigh, the pain was not tolerable to ordinary people at all, but Yi Qingwei was also a big brother back then, and he could still bear the pain like this, but his mouth kept making a slugging sound.

Yang Feifei stretched out his hand and grabbed Yi Qingwei's hair, and said with a gloomy face: "I said, I hate it when people point guns at me the most, and you actually treat my words as farts, right?"

"You, what the hell do you want to do?" Yi Qingwei didn't dare to continue to be stubborn, he knew that if he angered Yang Feifei, Yang Feifei would really dare to kill him in the field, he was now successful in his career, and he didn't want to die so early.

"Get out of the car. Yang Feifei looked around, and he found that there was land everywhere, and there was only a scarce traffic on the road, so it was very convenient to do something here.

Yi Qingwei thought about it, opened the car door, held the car door with one hand, and slowly got out of the car.

After he got out of the car, Yang Feifei took back the pistol, and after getting out of the car, he lit a cigarette, took a puff, and felt the summer breeze, the breeze blew on his body, soft and very comfortable.

Yang Feifei looked back at Yi Qingwei who was holding a cigarette, he smiled slightly, took a step forward, came to Yi Qingwei, took out a cigarette case, and asked, "Do you smoke?"

Yi Qingwei, who had quit smoking for a long time, thought about it, took out a cigarette in Yang Feifei's cigarette case, just put it in his mouth, Yang Feifei turned on the lighter and handed it to him, when Yi Qingwei saw the flame, he was slightly stunned, but two seconds later, he still lay on the flame with a cigarette in his mouth and lit the cigarette.

Looking at Yang Feifei's gentle smile now, it is really difficult to combine this warm man with the young man who was ruthless just now.

"Let's discuss the matter of the coal mine, I want to buy the shares of the entire coal mine, how many shares do you have now, make a price, I want it." After lighting a cigarette for Yi Qingwei, Yang Feifei said lightly.