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The bodyguards seemed to be trying their best to suppress their expressions, trying to create an expressionless appearance for themselves, but they were always biting their lips, standing straight, but their hands were clenched into fists, as if they were very nervous.

When they came back to their senses, the two bodyguards immediately took out their pistols, and the muzzle of the black hole was pointed straight at Leng Ji.

For firearms, goosebumps rose in an instant in the cold season.

I couldn't help but think of the soldier in City A who fired one shot after another at Lao Wang.

Gritting his teeth, Leng Ji concluded that the fat man would not kill him, and this would not do him any good.

It's just that...... In addition to the option of not taking your own life, there are also many options such as knees and joints.

When the light hits it, you can see that the muzzle of the gun is shaking slightly, and the reflection on the metal is also moving little by little.

The fat man stared at Leng Ji, his stiff body didn't even dare to move, Leng Ji looked back at him calmly, raised the water glass in his hand, and learned that he made a toasting action.

Looking at the cold season, the fat man was even more nervous, his breathing was not very smooth, he was wheezing, and he could see his belly beating up and down every time. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead at some point.

Estimating his chances of winning, he drank all the boiled water that was delivered to his mouth in the cold season to cover his expression.

I regret it...... She regretted it.

Try to make yourself look calm and calm, hide your expression with a cup, and pretend to be fearless, and your heart is extremely uneasy.

From the moment he finished speaking, the cold season regretted it.

I don't know if the fat man still has a back hand, and no matter if he can fight the fat man in the current state of extreme vigilance on both sides, just with her appearance, how not to attract attention when she goes out is a big problem.

Buckle ...... Two times, someone knocked on the door upstairs.

The fat man did not dare to move, nor did he dare to speak, and sat there, the sound of breathing became more and more obvious. After exhaling twice, I involuntarily began to cough.

"Boss?" didn't want to disturb the people inside, and deliberately lowered his voice, even so, the cold season could still clearly hear the person's rough voice.

Really...... This fat man is not only these people in the basement.

I don't know how many people the fat man has outside, but if you want to get out alive, you must not let people outside in.

They are fat people, once they come in, they don't have the confidence to deal with so many people at the same time in the cold season, and they can't solve it at the first time, as soon as their number increases, their retreat is completely blocked.

Fat people don't kill themselves...... But looking at his expression, the ability he revealed exceeded his imagination.

Originally, he planned to spend no money, but now he wants to make a big move, and thinking about it, it is not ruled out that he will control himself through other methods.

Selling information about the cold season, and at the same time holding the most wanted chips in City A, this kind of business is very cost-effective.

"Boss?" the man outside the door knocked again, raising his voice, probably thinking that the fat man hadn't heard.

The cold season stood up. Holding the dagger with his backhand, he pulled his pistol from his bosom with the other.

If memory serves...... And two more bullets.

Thinking about it, Leng Ji raised his head slightly at the fat man, picked his dagger again, and motioned for him to answer the person outside the door.

"Today we act as if nothing happened. Leng Ji said, regardless of whether the fat man was listening or not.

The implication is that in the cold season, you can solve the fat man immediately, but you don't make a move, each of them makes a step, you don't say it, I don't make a move, it can be regarded as giving the fat man a step.

Having said that, both of them know that whether they can really get out of the fat man after killing the fat man in the cold season is another matter.

To put it bluntly, the choice is still in the hands of the fat man, and it is up to him to choose, whether to die or give up all his efforts.

The fat man didn't answer, still coughing and panting, and his bodyguard turned his head slightly in worry.

"Boss?" the people outside apparently heard the sound of the cold season, the small metal sound of the doorknob turning from the small upstairs door.

The cold season was very nervous, holding the dagger in his hand rigidly. If the fat man still doesn't say anything, then when that person comes, he will rush to the front first and try to kill him first.

"I ...... It's okay. After saying three words, the fat man stopped and gasped for a while before answering, "It's just an old ...... The old problem is again, and it is committed. ”

"So, do you want me to get you some medicine?" Without continuing to open the door, the man upstairs finally let go of his hand.

"No, don't ......" spoke, and it became more and more uncomfortable.

The attitude is obvious...... The cold season has already come to the answer.

"Since it's been decided, I won't bother you," he took back his pistol that hadn't even been opened with a safe, and then held the knife in his hand, and the attitude of reconciliation in the cold season was already obvious.

The fat man raised his hand with difficulty and raised it, and the two bodyguards immediately withdrew their pistols and turned to care about the fat man.

With a cautious stare at the two bodyguards in front of him, he straightened back two steps, and after making sure that there was no danger at all, Leng Ji dared to turn around and go upstairs.

Immediately took off his blood-soaked coat, opened the door again, and just passed by the big man outside the door.

It's the same suit again, the same sunglasses.

I don't know how many people he still has in this house in the cold season.

Holding the bloody coat, the pace on his feet couldn't help but quicken, and the thin figure shuttled alone between each beautiful screen.

In the middle of a summer night, the dream-disturbing cicadas chirp alone in a large tree around the corner, tiny mosquitoes fluttering around the street lamps. On the street where no one is around, the occasional drunken man collapses drunk in front of the steps.

I just hope no one notices.

In the rush, the blood stains on his face could not be completely wiped off, and he covered half of his face with his sleeve in the cold season, sniffing the smell of blood that had just been wiped off his face......

In the cold season, he held his forehead while running, and his silky hair brushed his fingers like an itch.

What the hell are you doing......

If you want to play one against four, you are not sure if there is a bodyguard outside the dead fat man, so you will kill one first.

Too impulsive, too impulsive.

Let's not say that I was able to start so smoothly because the bodyguard didn't have a little defense, just from the result, it didn't do anything except give himself a breath. also exposed his true level......

When the next time he finds out the details of the fat man, he will definitely be prepared, the number of bodyguards will definitely increase, and the quality is likely to be greatly improved, and it will not be so easy to assassinate him again.

It's so uncool.

As for the last bit of negotiation, now that he thinks about it, even if he doesn't comply, he can't do what he can do.

Tossed so much...... It seems that he has fallen into a dead end from the beginning.

If I had known, I should have killed the fat man and then planned to escape.

Thinking about it, my feet involuntarily sped up.