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"Shoot!"

Lin Rui said lightly, he was standing there, and the prince in his arms was sticking out his tongue and licking his hand. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Dybala's face was flushed with anger, he was the emperor of the soil here, within a radius of hundreds of miles, he was the law, he was the judge.

But today he was actually despised by a sorcerer from Huaguo, and this shame had to be washed away with blood.

Cui Yong saw that the gunmen had raised their guns, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at his group, and he whistled with a smile.

"Whoa!"

The canvas of the last pickup truck was lifted from the inside, revealing a hideous face.

A machine gun, a bazooka.

The long chain of the machine gun glistened with brass glow, and the bazooka was aimed squarely at Dybala.

Lin Rui threw out two rune papers without hesitation, and Cui Yong hurriedly shouted when he saw this: "Check your own rune papers!" ”

This talisman that represents bad luck makes Cui Yong's back cold, worried that he will accidentally hurt his own people.

Fortunately, Lin Rui gave a piece of rune paper earlier to resist this strange attack.

But when everyone was ready, Dybala did not give the order to shoot.

The older people are, the more they want to die, and even more so when they are in high positions. Dybala has been the Emperor of the Earth for many years, but he feels that this kind of life has not passed enough, and it is better to let him live for another five hundred years.

But that Kang Mazi only dares to shout, and you, a little indigenous chief, dare to be demanding?

Looking at the bazooka, Dybala decisively softened, and he smiled and said: "Mr. Cui, this is just a misunderstanding, we both have extensive common interests, why do we have to fight each other!" ”

Cui Yong said with some surprise: "Dybala, I think I have made it clear enough, your attitude makes our Master Lin very dissatisfied, so he is not interested in seeing your youngest son." ”

Dybala seemed to be doting on his youngest son, and his face stiffened and said, "Mr. Cui, don't you want to take down Marbin's big arms order?" ”

Cui Yong smiled: "But I'm even more afraid of offending Master Lin." Do you know what happens if you offend him? ”

Dybala reluctantly responded: "At most, it's not very lucky." ”

"It's best if you have this awareness, I have to stay in Marbin for one night today, I hope you don't mistake yourself."

Lin Rui was already impatient, he got into the car with the prince in his arms, and shouted to Cao Yue: "Let's go!" I feel sick when I stay in this kind of place! ”

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Cui Yong hurriedly responded.

After the convoy left the mansion, Dybala asked his interpreter, "What did the Chinese wizard say in the end?" ”

The interpreter hesitated, but finally chose to answer honestly: "He said that this place makes him feel disgusting!" ”

"What did you say?"

Dybala slapped him angrily, and the interpreter closed his eyes and was ready to bear it, but he waited for a long time, but the slap never came.

What's going on?

The interpreter opened his eyes, only to see that Dybala had fallen to the ground.

"This damn luck!"

Escorted by bodyguards, Dybala stood up, and he scolded: "Go back, go back." Also, go to a few people, keep an eye on these bastards of Zihuaguo, and I want to listen to reports on their activities at any time. ”

The two men helped Dybala down the hall, and as they walked together to climb the steps, they both tripped over each other.

"Ouch!"

The three of them became rolling gourds, and Dybala was the worst, his dentures were all gone, and the blood from his gums stained his mouth red.

"Come and save me!"

Dybala felt his mouth go numb, as well as his legs.

The foreign appearance in front of them stunned Dybala's subordinates, but they immediately came to their senses and rushed up to curry favor with their big boss, but at this moment, I don't know if it was the unlucky guy, maybe his sense of responsibility was too strong, so he inadvertently pulled the trigger.

"Da Da Da!"

A shuttle shot out, Dybala holding his head, his body trembling, and finally a body fell heavily on top of him.

What a nice young man, and at this time he still remembers the safety of his boss.

Dybala swore that when he was out of danger, he would let the lad enjoy the life of a superior man.

"What is this?"

A stream of liquid flowed onto Dybala's face, and he wiped it and took it to his eyes.

"Blood!"

The gunfire stopped, and Dybala pushed the person on his body with difficulty, turned over, and saw a subordinate holding an AK, looking at his 'record' in amazement.

"I didn't mean to, boss, I swear, I just slipped my hand."

The gunman looked at the corpses all over the ground, and he thought that he was about to doom, so he thought about kidnapping Dybala, or at least let him protect him from the tribe.

"Phew!"

Just as the gunner was changing magazines, a shot from behind killed him.

"Boss."

A timid voice came, and a thin boy stood in the courtyard, the muzzle of a pistol still smoking.

Dybala's heart was relieved, and he said to the child, whose name he didn't know, "Call and tell them to come over quickly." ”

The boy cleverly pulled out a cell phone from the pile of corpses, and then dialed another group of people as Dybala had instructed.

After the call, Dybala gave the boy a 'kind' smile, "You're lucky boy, I'll let you live a rich life." ”

That's fate!

When a group of people are unlucky, there will be some people who are doing great luck.

Blessings and misfortunes are closely interdependent, this is also yin and yang!

There is no hotel here, and even if there is, Lin Rui and the others will not go to stay, who knows if they will be surrounded at night.

"I don't want to contribute my own chrysanthemums."

The convoy had already driven outside the town, and Zhao Lao Er was eating bananas while teasing the prince who couldn't wake up.

Lin Rui found some clothes, then made a swaddling cloth and put the prince in it.

"It's really like a puppy, and it will become an Internet celebrity when it goes back." Yan Song felt that his sister alone would fall in love with this little lion, let alone those women.

Cui Yong smiled bitterly: "Master Lin, it's best not to let the prince show up often, otherwise it will cause trouble to the relevant departments." ”

Lin Rui said: "I understand, I try not to let the prince appear in public. ”

Looking at his subordinates who were preparing lunch, Cui Yong said with a solemn face; "Master Lin, what should we do next?"

The current form is more complicated, Lin Rui gave Dybala a profound lesson, and Smith and the others will definitely not let go of Lin Rui, the guy who ruined his business.

Therefore, the current level of alert of the convoy has been increased, just to prevent enemy attacks.

Lin Rui said nonchalantly: "Dybala will definitely be unlucky, and then he will come to invite us, there is no doubt about this!" ”

"And what about Smith? Or rather, that Rama. ”

"Smith, they're definitely going to get revenge, and Rama is a little unwilling, so they're definitely going to do something to us in the next few days."

Lin Rui had already seen the murderous aura aimed at him, so his calm attitude also made everyone relax a little. (To be continued.) )