Chapter 10: The Chill Is Terrible

"Chill, be careful!" Wang Jiayao saw that her brother Wang Tianlong pulled the trigger of the submachine gun in his hand, and just wanted to remind Hanxin, but found that it was too late.

"Da! Da! Da ......"

The muzzle of the submachine gun held tightly in Wang Tianlong's hand instantly burst out a dense and slender tongue of fire, and the bullets that quickly flew out of the trajectory suddenly formed countless fine pits in the place where Han Xin landed just now, splashing bursts of dust and smoke.

"It's over......"

The hazy dust and smoke made Wang Jiayao's vision a little blurred, and she couldn't recognize the cold situation, so she couldn't help but panic for a while. However, it is not difficult to judge from the rapid and dense gunfire just now that the chill must be more than auspicious. Her heart suddenly sank, and she felt an inexplicable sense of heartache.

"Haha...... See you're not dead yet? Play tricks with Lao Tzu, I'll let you see Hades in minutes, hum! ”

Wang Tianlong let out a burst of wild laughter in the mouth of the submachine gun, looking at the hazy dust and smoke raised by the submachine gun after a burst of wild sweeping, Wang Tianlong expected that his cold heart would not be able to avoid the wild sweep of this dense bullet, full of excitement, and even a little excited.

"German MP38/40, firing 9mm Pyrabel pistol rounds, theoretical speed of 500 rounds per minute. The gun is good, hmph, but unfortunately, this submachine gun is fed with a 32-round magazine, and you have already fired 31 rounds, and you only have the last one left......"

"You...... How can you ......" Wang Tianlong was suddenly shocked. The wanton laughter on his face suddenly turned into a stiff wooden one, and he was a little stunned, he didn't expect that he was obviously aiming at the cold heart just now, but how could this stinky boy still live well?

Wang Tianlong was surprised not only by this, but by the fact that he was able to describe the submachine gun in his hand in such detail, and heard that he had fired 31 bullets. Droplets of sweat the size of beanbeads oozed from his forehead, and the palm of his hand holding the submachine gun gradually became wet. Did you meet a ruthless person? His heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Chilling!" Wang Jiayao saw that Hanxin was still alive and well, and the clouds of sorrow and sorrow that had been piled up between her eyebrows just now disappeared without a trace, and she rushed towards Hanxin like crazy, with bursts of joy on her face.

Stinky boy, life is really hard enough! Originally, I didn't want to kill you, but who made the woman I liked so interested in you? Hmph, don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless......

In the shadows, a guy had a hideous face, and the corners of his mouth were grinning, revealing a burst of insidiousness.

"Bang!"

Suddenly a gunshot rang out.

"Get out of the way!"

Before Wang Jiayao got close to Hanxin, she felt that her body was suddenly pushed aside by a powerful force and fell heavily to the ground.

"Chilling!"

Wang Jiayao didn't care about the tingling pain of falling to the ground, and quickly got up and prepared to rush towards the cold heart.

"Men's affairs, women's affairs, don't interfere."

"Chill, you ......"

"I'm fine, maybe I haven't made the bullet that killed me yet. It's just that I was too careless just now, I didn't expect that there was such a sinister villain who likes to put a dark gun standing next to me, hum......" The corner of Hanxin's mouth showed a hint of a sinister smile, and a terrifying cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at Zhao Liejun from time to time, his face full of disdain.

"Hmph, don't be too complacent, don't forget, I still have a bullet in my gun, and I still don't believe that I won't be able to kill you!" Wang Tianlong glanced at Han Xin with some disdain, held the submachine gun tightly in the palm of his hand, stirred his eyebrows a few times proudly, aimed the muzzle of the submachine gun at the center of Han Xin's eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a wicked smile.

"Are you scared? Kneel down and kowtow to me, admit your mistake, and call my eldest brother to listen by the way, maybe I will be happy to listen to your kid as a fart...... Haha......"

After Wang Tianlong finished speaking, his face was full of arrogance and arrogance, and he laughed wantonly, as if he was waiting for Hanxin to kneel down and call him eldest brother.

"I'm sorry, only others have ever knelt down and kowtowed to me and called me big brother, so I can't do what you ask!"

The chilling tone was still cold, and Wang Jiayao's heart was unconsciously rippling.

She was really afraid that her brother and Hanxin would make such a fuss like this sooner or later, and Jin Dongcheng's dead Wang Jiayao had always been haunted by it, feeling that the incident was not as said in the news report on TV, this cold heart was not simple!

"Don't talk nonsense to him, kill him! The two of us shot together, and I still don't believe this kid can fly with wings! Zhao Liejun wanted to take advantage of the chaos to give a cold shot, but he didn't expect to be easily dodged by this guy, and he was secretly ruthless in his heart, and he must deal with it quickly.

"Will you kill me? Come on, then. I've taken all 32 of your bullets, so do I need to pick up two of you? "There was a smug frivolity on his face, as if nothing had happened.

What the! 3…… 32 bullets...... All...... Are they all caught?

Wang Tianlong and Zhao Liejun couldn't help but be stunned, their eyes were facing each other, and a burst of weakness was reflected in their pupils.