Chapter 471: Slap in the Face (2)

In the bar, Panzi and the man in civilian clothes looked at each other, and it was not the first time they had met for the two of them.

Pan Zi also didn't expect that he would see this person again in this place, Pan Zi had met this person in the exercise when the Dragon Clan and other regular troops were engaged in actual combat confrontation before.

The strength is very strong, but in the end he was beaten by him.

"If it weren't for the wrong occasion today, I'd have hammered your head to pieces. The man in civilian clothes looked at An Stable and said happily.

Panzi is not angry, a subordinate is just a defeated general, what is there to be angry about.

"Trash, I used to be able to hammer you crying dad and call mother, and now it's the same. Pan Zi sneered.

The man in civilian clothes nodded his head lightly and cast his eyes on An Wen behind Pan Zi.

Sitting firmly on the sofa and shaking his red wine glass, he looked leisurely and complacent, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Hands-onβ€”"

The men in civilian clothes waved their hands, and a group of men in camouflage uniforms immediately gathered around them.

It doesn't matter who this person is, he doesn't care what he does, and the man in civilian clothes knows that as long as he can take him tonight, he may be able to have an extra diamond on his shoulder.

Pan Zi took a step back and put his hands in his pockets, and in his bulging pockets were two Rollok, the kind of guns that were powerful and tested the gunner's shooting skills.

He is not a person who is good at hand-to-hand combat, the reason why Gunpowder took a fancy to him at the beginning was because his reaction speed was too fast, after becoming Gunpowder's apprentice, Gunpowder passed on all his experience in firearms to Panzi, which made him have a significant improvement in just one year.

Pan Zi knew that if he did it, he would definitely not be able to beat so many people, but if it was faster than anyone's gun, then it would be ......

The man in civilian clothes sneered, glanced at Panzi's pocket, and said, "Whose gun is more than that?"

At the moment when he finished saying this, the man in civilian clothes lifted his coat back, and at the same time, dozens of men behind him lifted their coats back at the same time, and each of them had a black killing weapon stuck obliquely in their waists.

The muzzle of the gun was pitch-black, reflecting a faint dim light in the faint light.

The man in civilian clothes sneered, stared at Pan Zi and said, "Get out." ”

Pan Zi didn't get up, but said coldly: "It's more than a gun, right?"

"So what?" the man in civilian clothes laughed, looked at Pan Zi and said, "Don't think I don't know anything, you are now an outcast of the Dragon Clan, even if you leave the Dragon Clan on the surface, but according to the rules, no one in the Dragon Clan can help you." ”

Pan Zi touched his chin, looked at the man in civilian clothes like a fool, and said, "Is that so? Then don't beg for mercy for a while." ”

"Lie to me? I really don't understand people like you, who are already dying, but they still have a hard mouth. The man in civilian clothes sneered and said, "I repeat, hurry up and get out of the way for me, or I'll clean up with you-"

Panzi didn't speak again, and what responded to the man in civilian clothes was the rumbling of diesel engines outside the bar.

At the same time, the floor of the entire bar began to tremble, and the goblet in Wang Xinyue's hand almost slipped and fell to the ground, her hand was steady, but the scarlet liquid in the cup was constantly beating.

"Boom, boomβ€”"

There was a lot of movement outside, as if only a roller could make it.

Wang Hongwei realized something, glanced at the man in civilian clothes, signaled him not to act rashly for the time being, and then walked towards the outside of the bar.

When the door to the bar opened, everyone was taken aback.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Hongwei alone, so when he opened the door, everyone looked outside, but when the door of the bar opened, there was a long cannon barrel as thick as a bowl at the door of the bar.

A huge Type 99 tank was parked at the entrance of the bar, the barrel of a few meters long was pointed at the people in the room, the searchlight on the tank illuminated the entire interior of the bar, Wang Hongwei just opened the door and the beam hit him, so he subconsciously raised his arm to block his eyes, and when his eyes adapted to the surrounding light, he was completely stupid.

I don't know when, the entire long street outside the bar has been blocked, six Type 99 tanks lined up, parked outside the bar, the barrels are all aimed at the inside of the bar, and around the tanks, there are heavily armed special forces.

Wang Hongwei was completely dumbfounded, he looked back at the man in civilian clothes, and after the two made eye contact, the disappointment on Wang Hongwei's face was even more difficult to hide.

This...... What the hell is going on?

Is this man dying?!How could these unconventional troops be in this place because of him?!

Impossible!

Rao is Wang Hongwei, who has been in the Iron Horse Binghe for most of his life, couldn't help but be completely shocked at this moment, he would never have thought that that guy would have such terrifying energy.

Forget about these people, the key is this big guy, what kind of identity does he have to be able to do this kind of thing?!

It wasn't just Wang Hongwei who was dumbfounded, the face of the man in civilian clothes was red, like a frosted purple eggplant.

Wang Xinyue stopped shaking the cup in her hand anymore, and looked at the huge steel monsters outside in a daze.

The women and young people of the Wang family were even more shocked, and their mouths were so open that they could stuff goose eggs into them, and no one had any intention to make fun of the poor sour man who they thought was a dirt bun before.

As for the old man of the Wang family and the other two sons, they all fell into silence, looking at Wang Hongwei outside one by one, and the words of the clamor that had been brewing in their hearts before could no longer be spoken.

An Wen's face was calm and soft, neither happy nor sad, it was a kind of calm and composure that was almost perverted.

"I have heard of Miss Xinyue's name for a long time, and the most commendable of them is that she has never regretted what she said. An shook the scarlet liquid in the cup and said, "I remember everything you said just now, what, about a wave?"

Wang Xinyue said before that if An Wen is still safe this time, he will give An Wen a casual day, An Wen is not a person who likes to bet, but people are so obviously hinting at themselves, and he is embarrassed to refuse others.

Wang Xinyue's expression was a lot colder, she closed her eyes in frustration and didn't speak again.