Dirk glared at her angrily and cursed, "Dead! What are you laughing at? Fall into the well and find death?! FUCK！ Believe it or not, a shot crashed you? ”

After speaking, he was scared and vigilant and looked at the red-clothed masked man who was following step by step, dragged the woman brutely, and retreated.

Tang Zhuque's heel hit the stone, and he was in some severe pain, and replied honestly, "Hehe, Dirk, do you really think you can escape?" ”

"He is not Ye Tingying at all, and the child in my belly is not his, for no reason, so why should he listen to you?"

"Alas, don't struggle, don't linger any longer, finish yourself off with one shot, in this way, it's better to die happily than at the hands of others!"

She hated Dirk, the blue-eyed man, very much, three times and twice, and wanted to be dirty. Insult her, and want other men to turn. Rape her.

Actually, knowing that the other party was not Ye Tingying, she was also very scared, but at most she died, and she didn't want the other party to let go of Dirk's poison. Owl.

When Dirk heard this, his blue eyes glared at the red-clothed masked man on the other side again, his face full of disbelief, "Slut, if you say it, I'll let you die twice." ”

The man in red suddenly stopped, his eyes blinked, and he praised, "Haha, woman, you really have good eyesight, you're right." ”

"I am similar to him in height and body shape, but he is really not Ye Tingying, his voice is very low, and his singing does not exceed eight degrees."

After a pause, the man's tone became solemn, "Dirk, International SWAT, Interpol both units want those traffickers of yours. Evidence of drugs so that you can be taken by the traffickers. The poisonous group is in one pot, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots. ”

"Just ask, I accepted someone's money, but I was only responsible for bringing you back, how dare my son let you die so easily, there is no morality."

Hearing this, Dirk's legs trembled, his face was full of disbelief, and he shouted again, "MYGOD! Are you the killer red cang?! OH，MYGOD！ Red Firmament, please don't kill me, you have a lot-"

The man in the red mask raised the black pistol and said unhappily, "Tsk, my brain has finally turned, but unfortunately, it didn't turn fast enough." ”

Dirk's legs trembled, and the ghost cried wolf, begging for mercy, "Red Boy, I'll give you money, don't kill me, don't kill me-"

The man in the red mask blinked his eyes again, "What is it called, it's really noisy!" Throw away the pistol, obediently go over, and put on your pants. ”

"Dirk, you're a pretty woman, red. Naked. The body doesn't matter, but I'm a big ding for men. Ding, I don't have the mood to appreciate it. ”

Dirk's legs trembled even more than the Chinese woman in front of him, hesitated, let go of the woman's neck, and raised his hand.

Under the aim control of the opponent's black pistol, Dirk walked step by step to the place where his clothes were scattered, step by step.

There was no pistol in her head to point at her again, Tang Zhuque was really relieved at this moment, she squatted down, covered her slightly painful heels, and gasped.

Dirk crouched down and swooped to pick up his dark blue thong masculine bottom. Pants, slip on, and then, pick up the jeans.

He hunched over, his right hand silently touched the back of the pocket of his jeans, took out a pistol, and gently pushed it through his pants.

Tang never left Dirk, watching him tremble and wear his pants, even more hateful, and suddenly shouted, "He has a gun-"

The horn sounded twice, and before her words fell, two sharp gunshots broke through the silent mountains and forests again, bringing the screams of ghosts and wolves.

Tang Zhuqi subconsciously covered his ears tightly, and looked at Dirk's arm, and there were two more bullet holes, bloody flesh bullet holes.

The jeans and the pistol in Dirk's hand snapped and fell to the ground, covering the wound and moaning in pain.

The man in the red mask walked slowly to Dirk's side, took out another tranquilizer gun like a trick, aimed it, and fired it at Dirk's neck.

Dirk fell to the ground, his hands weakly let go, the wounds on his arms, blood flowing, and the air had a strong smell of blood.

The man in the red mask stepped on the face of Dirk, who had collapsed to the ground, and slowly walked in the direction of the woman with a gun in both hands.

Tang Zhuque almost shouted, subconsciously covered his mouth, shook his head, and begged for mercy, "I can't see you, don't kill me, please, don't kill me." ”

The man in the red mask, hooking his hands, actually laughed, and his voice was a little joking, "Woman, your husband asked me to take you back." ”

Tang Zhuque suddenly stopped his mouth, raised his eyes, his face was full of horror, and looked at it, "Big brother killer, that, Ye Tingying asked you to come over?" ”

The man in the red mask nodded and pointed in Dirk's direction, "Dirk won't be dead for a while, and that anesthetic bullet contains a tracking chip." ”

"In less than half an hour, Interpol agents can track it, and the helicopter will follow here, and they will arrest people very quickly."

"Your name is Tang Zhuque, isn't it? Are you going or not? If you don't leave, Dirk and his men will be charged with all these deaths and injuries. ”

Tang was stunned, and in the next second, he stood up straight and said urgently, "I'll go, we'll leave now." Big brother, but where is this? ”

The man in red didn't say anything, and strode directly towards the dense bushes that had come out of the past, Tang Zhuque ignored the pain in his heel, and quickly trotted all the way and followed.

Behind the dense forest, the two of them skirted the low bushes, and under a pine tree in the distance, a bright red, cool new Harley-Davidson motorcycle was parked.

The seat of the locomotive was very high, and the man in red took off his red clothes and red pants, and took off the red glass mask, revealing his delicate, fair facial features.

Inside the red clothes and red pants, he is very famous, and he is also wearing a simple red shirt and black slacks, with a simple style and a very leisurely style.

Hands and feet are nimble, put red clothes, red pants, gloves, soft. Leather. They were all packed into small compression bags and pumped by hand for four or five minutes.

Soon, the compression bag flattened into a thin size like a text jiàn clip, and the other party pressed the compression bag into the compartment under the seat of the locomotive.

It turns out that the one with a glass luster is afraid. The terrifying mask, which can be folded, is as soft as a handkerchief, and I really don't know what kind of texture it is.

Tang Zhuque looked at the other party's delicate and fair-skinned and delicate facial features, and couldn't believe what he had killed just now. Maniac. The devil turned out to be him.

She couldn't believe that the marksmanship of those five American men was so poor, and they shot wildly for a long time, and they didn't even hurt a single hair.

This man is still very young, about 27 or 28 years old, about the same age as Song Zijie, and his skin is better than that of ordinary women, fair and smooth.

The man scratched his head and smiled, revealing his white teeth, "Woman, in fact, I lied to you, and your husband didn't ask me to pick you up." ”R1152