Chapter Forty-Eight: Pizarro and the Sniper!
Now it was not only Wang Wei, but everyone in the hall woke up...... Someone outside is shooting at this building!
"Everybody, squat down! It's a sniper rifle! The middle-aged man with a dignified face looked solemn, and helped his wife to take the lead in half-squatting.
In addition, there are two young female patients, who are dressed up in fancy ways, which is probably not a good way. Where had they seen such a battle, and they ran out of the house in a daze.
"Bang!" Another gunshot rang out, and another pit was blown out of the wall!
Before the two young female patients could run out of the house, they were paralyzed by the deafening sound of gunfire......
Powerful Shooting ...... As the middle-aged man said, this is definitely not something that a pistol can do! It's a sniper rifle!
Is there a sniper out there?
Wang Wei was also shocked in his heart...... Sniper? Wang Wei has only seen it in movies, and in real life, this is the first time he has encountered it!
Of course, with Wang Wei's current skills, he is absolutely sure that he can rush out within two seconds, but ...... He didn't dare!
No one dares to act within the range of a sniper!
At the moment, Wang Wei was also slowly crouching.
Before Wang Wei could think more, he only heard the sound of footsteps outside, and then a series of bird songs came in from a distance......
“esteesunpaísmal!”
What Chinese language is this? Although Wang Wei didn't understand, he was sure of one thing...... This language is definitely not English!
The middle-aged man with a rather dignified face suddenly lowered his voice and said to Wang Wei, "Young man, don't be nervous! I will do my best to protect your lives! The other person just said in Spanish...... 'This is a terrible country!' ’”
Spanish?
Wipe! Could it be a foreign terrorist?
Cold sweat was already breaking out on Wang Wei's forehead. Looking at the middle-aged man again, although he was also nervous, his eyes showed a fearless look, his body was as steady as a rock, and he didn't see the slightest panic and tremble, but he held his wife's left hand tightly with his right hand.
After a while, a middle-aged man with a height of about 1.8 meters, yellow and black skin, and a slight resemblance to a native of Z, but with sunken eyes, hooked nose, and curly hair, walked in.
Well, he's a foreigner, but he's very different from Europeans!
I saw him wearing a pair of beach shorts, a floral shirt, and all the buttons were open, revealing his furry chest. He was holding half a bottle of wine in his hand, walking staggeringly, his face rendered with a heavy drunkenness, and his eyes were foggy.
Apparently, he was already drunk!
"Boom! Boom! The foreigner walked into the hall, shook it a few times, and poured a few more sips of wine.
As the gringo enters the hall, the strong smell of vodka begins to fill the hall!
"Hiccup~" The gringo burped and suddenly said in fluent Mandarin, "Dr. Lang...... Dr. Lang...... Come out and meet me! You son of a bitch bastard! ”
The gringo drank and yelled.
Wang Wei couldn't help but scold Lang for slashing this idiot in his heart! Obviously, this gringo is slashing at Lang! Feelings, between the gringos and Lang Da Chop, there is a grudge!
People are coming to seek revenge!
Well, maybe Lang slashed and made the gringo cuckold...... Wang Wei speculated.
At this time, Lang came out of the back room tremblingly, and looked at the gringo timidly, "Mr. Pizarro...... You ......"
"Bang!" Before Lang could finish speaking, the gringo "Pizarro" rudely threw the half bottle of vodka in his hand towards Lang Daqiao. However, because he was already drunk, he completely lost his accuracy in throwing the bottle, and the bottle slammed into the wall, shattering to pieces.
A piece of glass shards splashed out, directly cutting a long hole in Lang Da's old face, and blood gushed wildly!
Lang slashed so frightened that he collapsed directly to the ground......
Then, Pizarro pulled out a bottle of vodka from his trouser pocket and drank it......
The door curtain was lifted again, and Fan Xiaoru and Miao Ruoyun also shrank and walked out.
Look at Fan Xiaoru, it's just that the buttons of her blouse have been unbuttoned twice, and it seems that her body has not been defiled by Lang Da's dirty eyes.
Wang Wei passed a glance and motioned Miao Ruoyun and Fan Xiaoru to crouch beside him.
Miao Ruoyun and Fan Xiaoru were frightened, and squatted beside Wang Wei honestly.
At this time, the middle-aged man with a rather dignified face suddenly stood up and said without humility or arrogance, "This foreign friend, I am very surprised and admired that you can speak fluent Chinese. Based on your physical characteristics and your language, I can infer that you should be a guest from Latin America. Well, are you Chilean, Ecuadorian, or Peruvian? ”
"Hiccup~Hiccup~" Pizarro burped twice in a row, glanced at the middle-aged man, and then said irritably, "Squat!" You squat down for me! Fast! ”
The middle-aged man didn't make any extra movements, and according to Pizarro's words, he squatted down again.
"Listen, I'm from Peru, in my country I have a good reputation, I'm a real nobleman!" Pizarro said, "I admire the culture of your country very much, especially the beautiful oriental women, silk, and acupuncture, which fascinate me!" But...... You! Lang, you bastard, you ruined my good opinion of this country! You hurt me! I want revenge! I'm going to get revenge on you bastards! ”
Pizarro was very emotionally unstable! He could go berserk at any moment!
Of course, just a Pizarro, and a drunk Pizarro, Wang Wei only needs a whip to cripple or die. But...... As soon as Pizarro entered the hall, a dangerous message arrived!
Wang Wei has such an intuition...... There are two cobras, which have locked themselves as long as they move around...... The consequences are unimaginable!
This feeling does not come from Pizarro. Pizarro is harmless and childish!
This feeling that makes Wang Wei's heart palpitate comes from outside the house! Well, there are snipers outside the house to protect Pizarro!
Very scary sniper!
Sure enough, Pizarro said fiercely, "Listen, you pigs. I'm going to send you to hell! I have two good snipers from Rio de Janeiro who will harvest your lives like ghosts! ”
Pizarro's pupils flashed with drunkenness and madness!
When you are confronted with a drunkard, don't doubt what he says! Alcohol can numb people's nerves; Alcohol is capable of doing whatever you want, recklessly; Alcohol is the devil and can make people impulsive......
At this time, Pizarro suddenly stretched out his hand to one of the two female patients who had just run to the door of the house in fright......
A second later......
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and a large hole appeared directly in the skull of the female patient who was pointed at by Pizarro, and blood and milky white filth splattered wantonly!
"Ahh Another female patient screamed and fainted.
Miao Ruoyun and Fan Xiaoru were also frightened, their bodies trembled like chaff, and they instinctively hid behind Wang Wei.
Cold sweat broke out on Wang Wei's forehead, he knew that although he was proficient in Tan legs and agile, it was almost impossible to deal with snipers hiding in the dark!
However, as a man, Wang Wei still turned his head and smiled at Miao Ruoyun and Fan Xiaoru, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!" ”
At this time, the middle-aged man with a rather dignified face stood up again, "Please stop!" I am the secretary of the municipal party committee of this city, if you have any grievances about this city, you can tell me directly! Well, then, let everyone else go, and I'll be your hostage! ”
Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee?
Wang Wei was stunned for a moment, no wonder when he first saw this middle-aged man, he felt that he was not an ordinary person......
But Pizarro was not moved at all, "Son of a bitch bastard, squat down for me!" Get down! ”
The middle-aged man hesitated, but he could only squat obediently.
Although the middle-aged man failed to play a role in turning the tide, his courage and courage to stand up twice are indeed admirable.
"Goo-dong...... Boom...... Pizarro took two sips of his wine, his bloodshot eyes scanning the halls.
Wang Wei knows that life and death are just a thought! He slowly raised his hands to show that he was fine, and then slowly stood up and looked at Pizarro!
At the same time, slave software jumped out.
The names and avatars of all people within a one-kilometer radius appear on the virtual display......
[PS: Dear readers, how can you doubt me for writing a cuckold plot? Fan Xiaoru has no problem, she didn't suffer any loss at all! In the small room, Lang Da Chop only asked her to take off not only her clothes and pants, but also her bra. But before she could take it off, gunshots rang out!
Well, in addition, please give me the recommendation ticket, thank you, I'm going to work the night shift today, all night, the next chapter, and I can only update it tomorrow! 】
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