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If you can't throw it away, you won't throw it away.

He glared at Feng Zilong fiercely again, and scolded himself: "Damn, I can't kill you, I won't kill you yet, see what you can do to me." Just as he was about to put the gun away, he heard the gun horn sound.

Later, he saw a plume of green smoke coming out of the muzzle of the gun.

The smoke smelled of gunpowder and was extremely pungent.

Just when he saw the green smoke curling, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, only for a while, then he felt nothing, but when he lowered his head to look, he saw a wisp of bright red blood gurgling out.

Fuck, who shot me?

None of the people around had a gun in their hands.

Only he had a gun in his hand.

Could it be that I shot myself?

On the muzzle of the gun, there was a very faint wisp of green smoke.

The green smoke dispersed in the space and turned into nothing.

And the pain is more slamming than it is.

Pain.

The pain gets worse.

The square of the pain.

Pain to the third power.

Pain to the Nth power.

The pain turned into a knife, and it danced around his body in a haphazard manner.

The pain escalated again.

It hurts like a needle awl.

It hurts terribly.

It hurts so much.

It hurts to death.

It hurt so much that he finally curled up into a shrimp.

The face also turned white, like a woman who had applied a thick layer of X cream, and she couldn't see her true color at all.

Who drove him?

When he finally asked the answer, Kamba leaned down and put his mouth into his ear and said, "It's like you shot yourself." ”

"Why should I shoot myself?"

Wu Laosan's roar sounded like a half-dead wolf howl at this time, which was harsh and ugly.

"Because you're crazy!" Feng Zilong said lightly.

Wu Laosan covered the bleeding wound with his hands, raised his face, and howled like a wounded wolf: "No, you are crazy, I am not crazy, it was you who shot me with a gun!" ”

With that, he threw the gun away.

That damn gun, he tried his best just now, but he couldn't successfully throw it away, and after it inexplicably injured himself, he threw it away.

Fuck this guy is unlucky, he really drinks water and his teeth are choked!

Feng Zilong shook his head and closed his eyes again. For a madman like Wu Laosan, he didn't have the leisure to deal with him.

Zhang Sangou and Kanba sat on the sofa and drank coffee when they were fine.

Feng Ziqing was still drinking coffee calmly.

Blue Qiu Yi still stared at his goddess quietly without blinking.

It's as if Feng Ziqing is a fairy in the sky, and she can't get enough of it.

Wu Laosan sat on the ground tremblingly.

Blood soaked his clothes, ran to the ground, and soaked a large patch.

Although that shot was not enough to kill, he did not lie down for ten days and a half months, and did not get out of bed. It's really fucking unlucky, the shot he fired at Feng Zilong, but the bullet seemed to turn around, and the horn pierced his left rib.

If that shot had gone a few inches higher, the heart would have exploded.

If his heart bursts, then he will have to go to Hades with honor.

"Feng, do you think you want to call a doctor to bandage Wu Laosan?"

Zhang Sangou really couldn't stand it, if Wu Laosan was allowed to bleed like this, it wouldn't be long before he would bleed to death. Although Wu Laosan is not very popular, he is the one he hired after all.

If he dies, although it doesn't have much to do with him Zhang Sangou, everyone is a friend after all, no matter how well he is treated, but in the end, it is for the team Zhang Sangou!

"Tie up as much as you love!"

Feng Zilong glanced at Wu Laosan, and suddenly felt that he was actually strange and pitiful. A stupid pig-type killer like him catches a lot of money in the rivers and lakes. He really couldn't figure out how the cute Zhang Sangou got such a person to kill him.

Hiring a powerful killer also makes him think about it, after all, the more powerful the killer, the more he proves his strength. Of course, Feng Zilong is not a person who likes publicity, the reason why he thinks this way is because he really has some thoughts about Zhang Sangou - although Zhang Sangou has completely surrendered to him, he still thinks that how can a person like Zhang Sangou who has no eyes mix up some Mingtang in Southeast Asia?

It stands to reason that people like Zhang Sangou should have been suppressed a long time ago, but not only did he make a lot of noise, but he also made a lot of money. This person is more fucking infuriating than human!

But he didn't say these thoughts, no matter how bad Zhang Sangou was, he could be regarded as Feng Zilong's person, as long as it was his person, he would cover it.