“NO~NO~NO。” Soros grinned, revealing a row of small white teeth that were hundreds of times whiter than his skin and shook his head with a smile, and there was an extra pistol with a silencer in his hand as if by magic, and the muzzle of the black hole was pointed at Yan Murong and said. "Mr. Yan, I know that you have a kind of kung fu called a hidden weapon in Huaxia, and your secret weapon kung fu is also very powerful-I think, should you throw away the things in your hand first and then we talk?"

"Will you throw the weapon in your hand away?" Yan Murong asked rhetorically.

"No, it won't." Soros shook his head.

"That's it." Yan Murong laughed. "I'm not going to throw the weapon in my hand away."

"I think it's better for you to throw it away." Another voice suddenly came into Yan Murong's ears, and then, a blonde-haired Ambrole appeared beside Soros, also holding a pistol with a silencer in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Dong Wuyan behind Yan Murong.

"I can't help but marvel at God's forbearance." Ambrole looked at Yan Murong and the two and said with a sigh. "It's a shame that I didn't kill you like this."

"Hehe, this is Huaxia, it is the jurisdiction of the Jade Emperor, if God escapes, it will cause diplomatic disputes." Yan Murong grinned and said with a smile, without any awareness of being pointed at a gun.

He was waiting, waiting for Li Chuang Luo Chun or that mysterious master to come to his rescue. But after waiting for a long time, I didn't even wait for a ghost. Even the little snake didn't know where to run.

"Are you waiting for someone to protect you?" Soros said. "Don't wait, they won't be able to come for a while—you might as well put down your weapons now."

"Won't you let it go?" Yan Murong asked discussively.

"Yes." Ambrole said, then pulled the trigger slightly with his finger. "If you don't let it go, I'll punch her through the head - tsk, such a beautiful woman, more beautiful than my two little wild cats, it's a pity to be killed."

"Okay, I'll put it down." Yan Murong sighed helplessly, and threw the silver needle in his hand into the sea behind him.

If it was only him, Yan Murong would still be sure to fight, even if both of them were masters, he would be sure to escape smoothly. But now that Dong Wuyan is here, he can't run if he wants to.

"Good." Soros nodded with satisfaction, pointed a gun at Yan Murong with one hand, reached behind his waist with the other, took out two handcuffs and threw them in front of Yan Murong, and said. "Now, handcuff yourself and we can talk."

Yan Murong didn't speak, and she didn't have a choice, so she had to bend down and pick up the handcuffs from the ground.

Originally, Yan Murong looked at the two men in front of him with the corner of his eye while bending over, calculating how to fight back in his head, but the reality once again made him very depressed - the vigilance of these two guys was too high, and the moment he bent over, the blond man took a few steps back, but the gun in his hand was still pointed at Dong Wuyan, not giving him a chance at all.

With his speed, even if he played to the extreme, he could only level the black man, and the blond man would definitely shoot him before he could reach him.

"Click!"

With two soft sounds, Yan Murong and Dong Wuyan had an extra pair of small silver bracelets on their wrists.

"Okay, Mr. Yan, I announce that you have been kidnapped by us." Ambrole burst out laughing. "Come over now."

So, under the pressure of the pistol, Yan Murong and Dong Wuyan could only be pressed by the two of them into a van parked not far from the sea.

After getting into the car, Soros pushed the two to the middle position, while he sat in the back position, and then took out two black hoods and put them on their heads.

"Don't play any tricks, I know you Huaxia people are the most cunning."

"We'll be cooperative." Yan Murong said lightly. "May I ask a question?"

"I'm in a good mood, just ask." Soros laughed.

"Who are you?" Yan Murong thought about it and asked. "Who told you to kill me?"

"We are killers." Soros said. "I'm sorry, you can only ask one question, as for who asked us to kill you, I can tell you, it's the leader."

Chieftain? Yan Murong's heart froze, and his head was spinning rapidly. But after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't remember when I met this person called "Chief".

Although his head was covered, Yan Murong could also hear the sound outside, and the car listened to it after driving for more than ten minutes, and there were bursts of sea sounds around him, and there was soft sand under his feet. Yan Murong was sure that this place must not be far from the bridge just now.

After being brought into a house with a gun to his head and tied to a stool with a rope, the hood on Yan Murong's head was removed.

It is a simple wooden house, and the walls, floors, and ceilings are made of wide wooden planks. It's like a simple room built by fishermen by the sea.

There are two rooms, the outer room has only a wooden table, and the inner room has a wooden bed with nothing and two wooden chairs. Yan Murong was tied to one of the chairs, while Dong Wuyan was tied to him.

Through the dim light, Yan Murong could see clearly the faces of two foreign men, one was a blonde Caucasian and the other was black. The looks of the two people are very ordinary, but they can be well recognized in Huaxia.

"You two, you tied me here at night, won't it just be to meet me?" Yan Murong moved his body, and found that he was actually tied strongly, and the rope with the thickness of his thumb went around his body one after another, so that he couldn't move anywhere except his fingers.

"It doesn't seem like you're too scared." Ambrole laughed. "Aren't you curious about who we are? Hehe, I can tell you that not long ago, you and your friends killed four of my companions, you shouldn't have forgotten so quickly, right? ”

"Is that Herrera?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously, and at the same time, his head was also thinking quickly.

Depending on the situation, these two people should also be killers, and they are here to take revenge, but - who the hell wants to do it to themselves.

Chieftain? Where did this come from?

"That's right, it looks like you remember." Ambrole laughed. "But don't worry, we're not here for revenge."

"Just do whatever you want, I hate it when people talk about it." Yan Murong said angrily.

"Yo, it's hard—but I like it." Ambrole said. "Let's make a deal - you give me the prescription in your hand, and I'll let you and your woman go."