[Fight! ] 】

When Qin Sanbao was about to fall to the ground, a burst of scorching heat came from his left arm and chest. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

[It's over, is it really too reluctant? 】

"Bang! Dada! The bullet that flew towards Qin Sanbao's chest ruthlessly cut through all the clothes that were blocked, and happened to hit the dark green magata, which Qin Sanbao regarded as a treasure, and the bullet was actually blocked!

Qin Sanbao felt a tearing pain in his left arm, but he had no time to take care of it, his arms supported his body that was leaning backwards, and his wrists were strong, and Qin Sanbao spun like a drill and rushed towards the entrance of the aisle. Seeing this, the man who should have seen Yu Han was so frightened that he almost lost his soul, he had seen Qin Sanbao's skills, and he knew that he was not an opponent, and just wanted to hold Yu Han as a hostage threat, but found that Yu Han had fallen to the ground, and there was a circular hole in his forehead, in which blood kept gushing out.

Qin Sanbao's eyesight was far more than the average number of times, and he naturally knew about Yu Han's situation, the vital signs of the task character gradually disappeared, and the only thing he had to do was to escape safely.

"Don't, don't come here, I'm being taken advantage of, you listen to my explanation......"

"Bang!" Qin Sanbao punched the man's side neck, and the crisp sound of bones breaking sounded.

"Bang bang bang!" Scarface kept shooting at Qin Sanbao, but the bullets somehow flew more and more deflected, and Scarface watched Qin Sanbao escape from the aisle and burrow into the abandoned paving market.

"Bang! Click! ”

"Fuck, I borrowed such a broken thing for 20,000 yuan, and I didn't even have a bullet!" When Scarface discovers that the old pistol no longer shoots bullets, he smashes the old pistol to the ground and stomps on it with his foot. The last three little brothers standing next to Scarface looked at each other, trying to hold Scarface.

Scarface slapped away a little brother's hand and said with a bitter face: "Damn, I brought twenty people, plus me twenty-one, what's the situation now!" was done by that kid alone to become this virtuous, and let him run away! ”

"What else to see, go get the money and medicine back." Scarface saw that the little brother next to him was staring ahead in a daze, and scolded.

"Do you still want money, do you still want to get medicine?" Qin Sanbao limped slowly and walked slowly.

"You, you, why are you back?" Scarface bent down in a panic to pick up the old-fashioned pistol on the ground, slipped under his feet, and actually fell down, and then got up in embarrassment, holding the pistol with both hands and aiming it at Qin Sanbao, his body trembling.

"Wow, when was the air bullet invented? Don't panic, come on, shoot at this! Qin Sanbao pointed to his left chest, still approaching unhurriedly.

"You three, go up, get up, get on it! He can't beat you with a wound all over his body. Scarface pushed the three younger brothers beside him, but he immediately turned around and ran away.

Qin Sanbao gritted his teeth and endured the sharp pain from the wounds everywhere, his body flashed, leaving a puff of smoke and dust on the spot. The little brother who was forcibly pushed forward didn't have time to react at all, and before he even pulled out the knife behind him, Qin Sanbao had already appeared beside them.

Qin Sanbao's eyes were full of murderous aura, he broke the neck of one junior brother with one punch, reflexively elbowed the other junior brother's Heavenly Spirit Gai into it, and finally flew up with a kick to end the life of the only remaining little brother. The whole set of movements was crisp and neat, without the slightest hesitation, Qin Sanbao was like a beast with red eyes, one by one, rushing straight towards Scarface.

"Wow, my mom!" Scarface saw Qin Sanbao standing in front of him, crying like a ghost.

"Hehe, I'm not your mother, I'm your father!" Qin Sanbao grabbed Scarface's collar and lifted it up.

"Oh yes, yes, what you taught is that you are my father." Scarface replied flatteringly, his crotch wet.

"Phew, I don't have a garbage son like you!" Qin Sanbao spat on Scarface's chest.

"Yes, I'm rubbish, I'm rubbish, you have a lot of it, just throw away my trash!"

"Damn, it's so annoying to carry you!" Qin Sanbao put Scarface down, followed by two kicks, forcing Scarface to kneel. After all, the scarred face was about twenty centimeters taller than Qin Sanbao, and Qin Sanbao had to look up when he mentioned him, which made Qin Sanbao quite unhappy.

"Just let me go, brother."

"Who is a brother with you, called Grandpa Qin!" Qin Sanbao punched Scarface in the abdomen, causing Scarface to shake all over his body, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

"Qin ...... Grandpa Qin, I was wrong, I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, so you can let me go. I'll give you whatever you want. Scarface's crotch was soaking wet, and there was a little liquid left on the ground under his crotch.

"Okay, then I want you to ......" Qin Sanbao was stunned for a moment in the middle of his words, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an evil smile. Do you want money or medicine? ”

Scarface was a little stunned when he heard the question, but the next moment he quickly changed back to a crying face: "Grandpa Qin, it's all for you, I don't want anything!" ”

"No, come, pick one, I will do what I say." Qin Sanbao grabbed Scarface's collar and dragged him to the place where the handbag and banknotes were scattered, tilting his head to signal for Scarface to reply.

"I don't want it, I really don't want it, spare me!"

"That's a lot of nonsense, isn't it, grinding with me?" Qin Sanbao went up and punched again, and Scarface's body bent back a lot again.

"That'...... I want money. Scarface swallowed the blood in his mouth and replied with a low gasp.

Qin Sanbao looked at the six bundles of banknotes that were already stained with blood on the ground, and then looked at the handbag on the side: "The banknotes are all dirty, can you change the medicine?" ”

"Okay, I want medicine, Grandpa Qin is right."

Qin Sanbao pulled the zipper of his handbag with one hand, took out one of the bottles of medicine and handed it to Scarface. "Na, the medicine you want, drink it!"

"No, no, no, you'll die if you drink so much at once!" Scarface cried and pleaded.

"Don't drink it, do you?" Qin Sanbao slapped him in the face, and the scarred face instantly felt like the world was spinning. "Take a gamble, maybe I'll let you go after you finish drinking?"

Scarface shook his head dizzily and nodded, took the medicine and twisted the cap of the bottle, closed his eyes and pursed his lips, then raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

"Haahaa......a Qin, Grandpa Qin, I'm done drinking, can I go? Scarface's face turned red, white mist continued to spit out from his mouth, and an indescribably pungent atmosphere gradually dissipated.

"I'm sorry, I don't want me to let you go!" Qin Sanbao clenched his fists, his eyes were like torches, and his punches were like the wind, and a dozen punches quickly struck out towards Scarface's body. "Die, die, die! Scum! Qin Sanbao punched the flesh, the ribs of Scarface's face were all broken, and the internal organs were also dirty into a puddle of rotten meat.

Qin Sanbao exhaled a long breath, dragged his injured leg, and slowly walked out of the aisle.

Qin Sanbao rested on an abandoned paved market, looking at the tragic situation in the aisle, and couldn't help frowning.

[The task is to kill one, but I killed twenty-one, hehe, it is estimated that Yu Han will also be regarded as if I killed it, then twenty-two. 】

This was the first time Qin Sanbao had killed someone, and it was the first time that Qin Sanbao had found that his heart was so violent. He skillfully pulled out the dark green hook jade hidden in his clothes along the red rope around his neck, it was obviously a piece of jade, but it blocked the bullet, and there was not even a scratch. Qin Sanbao smiled lightly and kissed gently. "Mom, you saved my life."

Qin Sanbao flipped out his mobile phone, clicked on the address book, and paused with his thumb over "Bai Feng" for a few seconds. "Forget it, don't embarrass him for this kind of thing." Then swipe up and tap on "Dead Friends".

"Hey, Yan Sheng? I've got something, pick me up, the address is ......"

"Sambo, you picked it at this time! I'm in a hurry to deal with, don't say anything, I have something to text me. "On the other end of the phone, there was the sound of a car braking suddenly, and then the phone was disconnected.

"Huh." Qin Sanbao sneered, in the past two years, he has had less and less contact with Luo Yansheng, and he doesn't look like a dead friend at all, Qin Sanbao sighed and swiped down the phone screen.

"Quick, swift handling of the scene, searching for emanating ability fluctuations...... Sambo! Luo Yansheng's eyes widened and he looked at Qin Sanbao who was lying on the ground scarred.