"It's really a person to say this, it's interesting, Zhao Cripple, your brother can die under his gun, isn't the fifth brother also dead."

Zhao's eyelids jumped wildly, but he didn't have a seizure because of Uncle Feng's presence.

Lao Qi's words mean that even Peng Hu was slaughtered like a pig, not to mention Zhao Bin's jumping clown. The truth is right, but Zhao Cripple sounded particularly harsh, and the taste of that words was mixed with a little ridicule.

"I want to see if this person named Zhang Han really has three heads and six arms, and in less than a week, Hainan is about to be turned up by him."

As he spoke, Lao Qi made a shooting gesture to the air in front of him.

Uncle Feng didn't speak, and Lao Qi could see that Uncle Feng was not very happy.

"Uncle Feng, don't worry, I will never let this person see the sun tomorrow."

Liang took the photo from Lao Qi's hand and looked at it, shook his head slightly, and a woman's unique intuition told her that this person was not as simple as it seemed.

"Don't be careless, or chances are you won't see the sun tomorrow."

Lao Qi suddenly came to the nature, and Liang was questioning his ability, and he was questioning it seriously.

"Are you serious? Do you want to make a bet? ”

"How to bet?"

"Huh." Lao Qi's eyes were aimed at the cold and seductive body, the protruding bust wrapped in the cheongsam was really torturous, and at the slit under the cheongsam, a long leg loomed, slender and tight, more than a meter long, it was really a rare superlative.

Lao Qi swallowed his saliva, and Liang stroked his hair behind his ears with his slender fingers, unbelievable that these seemingly weak hands were actually holding knives.

Lao Qi reined in his mind and said, "If he can't see the sun tomorrow, you will be mine tomorrow night, how about it, dare to bet?" ”

The seventh is a professional killer, when he joined the Black Feather Gang, he killed the fourth child of the Black Feather Gang because of the bounty, in order to fill this gap, Uncle Feng asked him to join, this system is very rare, but it is also very efficient, and each member will immediately have a better person to fill the vacancy when he dies.

In his career as a killer, he has never missed a shot, and he is at least sixth on the Asian gold medal killer list, which is why he dares to make this bet with Liang, even if he is not completely sure, even if he will not lose something, it is also a shame for him.

"Since it's a gamble, what about your chips?"

"Do I still use chips? If you can't kill him, you'll either be embarrassed or killed by him, isn't that a bargaining chip? Lao Qi said with a little confidence.

"It's your business." Ryoshi looked at his own shadow on the blade and continued.

"If you lose, I'll go spend the night with him."

I don't know how Liang thought of this kind of bad taste condition, and Lao Qi didn't dare to think much about the result of losing.

can't kill Zhang Han, the only consequence is that Zhang Han wants his own life, loses his own people, and sleeps with the woman he wants to sleep with.

Gritting his teeth, Lao Qi felt that he should trust his own ability.

"Okay! But I guess you'll have to come to my bed tomorrow night. ”

A faint smile crossed the corner of Liang's mouth, and he didn't speak, and the other two people in the room couldn't sit still.

Zhao lame said.

"Old Seven, it's not that I don't trust you, I have to add a few more people to be on the safe side."

At this time, the room was quiet, and everyone knew that the final decision was still with Uncle Feng.

Feng Henian's breath is erratic, gloomy and easy to give people the illusion that he is dead.

"You go back first, I know about it."

Ma Huaide stood up, bowed respectfully and withdrew, he didn't want to stay in this dangerous place for a long time, but Uncle Feng didn't dare to leave without saying a word.

Lao Qi sensed that something was wrong with Uncle Feng and hurriedly asked.

"Uncle Feng, you don't want that person, do you?"