When the bald man heard this, he was shocked.

I don't say you can enter this office, there are a lot of people outside at any time, why don't you hear movement?

The man in black in front of him may be a real master as the black-faced man said.

He took a deep breath, slowly wrapped his right hand behind him, touched the things on his belt, settled down, and glanced at the few big men in the room.

There were originally four big men in the house, and they quickly surrounded Mo Ziqing and the others.

The four people brought by the black-faced man were a little cringe, but after weighing it, they gritted their teeth and followed.

Mo Ziqing turned a blind eye, turned his head to Luo Hengbo and said gently: "Girl, just look at it." ”

"Hmm!" Luo Hengbo smiled sweetly, and the men in the room stared at him.

"Good...... It's ......," the bald man said incoherently excitedly, "it's all on!" Above! Men killed! Women want to live! ”

Dare to bully the door, if you don't come to the door, if you don't come to a powerful place, is this a charity hall?

Even if you beat this person to death, it's not a big deal, it's just to find someone to top a tank, these days, as long as you pay money, what's not fair?

But before his conjecture was over, his eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.

Because the man in black just raised his hand, and all eight of them fell!

This......

His legs trembled, and with all the strength of his body, his right hand slowly moved a little.

"You're going to pull out that thing from your waist, right?" Mo Ziqing stretched out his hand, and a jet-black thing automatically flew out of the bald man's waist and landed on his hand.

The bald man really couldn't move now, as if he had been immobilized, and only a pair of bulging eyes were left staring, showing that he was still conscious.

Luo Hengbo exclaimed: "Damn! Pistol! ”

It's a real pistol! Luo Hengbo has heard his father talk about it before, I don't know what May Fourth or **** style this is, anyway, it's a real guy!

"This guy is dead! He actually hid a pistol and planned to kill us! ”

"Oh?" Mo Ziqing's expression remained unchanged, and he probed the things in his hand.

This thing called a pistol can't see anything on the surface, but it's a bit complicated inside, and it looks a little powerful.

After studying, the fingers were clenched, and the whole pistol made a grinding sound like teeth, turning into a strange shape, and then there was a clanging sound, and some bullet parts were scattered all over the ground.

Mo Ziqing threw the scrap iron in his hand casually and said with a smile, "It's a little interesting, but the power is not good." ”

Then he looked at the bald man, "Tell me, why did you seize Fumanlou." ”

Faced with this calm smile, the bald man gave birth to boundless fear.

He never thought that a person's smile could make him feel fear.

Now he knew, but he couldn't speak, only the sound of teeth fighting.

"Ahhh

Mo Ziqing sighed lightly, he still has to use the old way.

A few steps forward, his eyes stared, like a flash of light, staring at the bald man and said, "Okay, now I ask you, what is your name?" ”

"My name is Zhang Huqiang."

"Well, why did you seize Fumanlou?"

"The location of Fumanlou is good, and you can make a lot of money."

Luo Hengbo, who followed on the side, said angrily: "Do you want it?" Not afraid that we will call the police? ”

"Don't be afraid to call the police, we have someone. Besides, the man of the proprietress of Fumanlou went abroad and couldn't come back, and the mother and daughter couldn't afford to make big waves. ”

"Can't come back? How do you know? Luo Hengbo was taken aback.