Chapter 331: Sovereign Hotel Shooting

"I'll ask someone to help you find a hospital over there."

"Thank you, Brother Yao." Brother Lame Ma suppressed the excitement in his heart, just pursed his lips and smiled, but Song Zihao next to him laughed from the heart.

"Okay, I hope that next time I see Brother Xiaoma, not Brother Lame, he is not handsome enough, how can he follow me in the future." Wang Yaozu joked and pressed one hand on Brother Xiaoma's shoulder, "Although everything on the side of the Mi Li family looks at money, but the technology is really good enough, don't be polite over there, it's the same for those doctors, let's spend money to be uncle, tell them that if they dare to think carefully, they will shoot him!" ”

"Don't worry, Brother Yao, you won't embarrass us Chinese." Brother Pony patted his chest and said.

"I believe you too, don't say anything else, just look at a few eye-catching people on your body, those guys won't dare to snub you." Wang Yaozu suddenly smiled and said: "The white-skinned girls and black-skinned girls over there are hot, don't be squeezed dry by the girls, and lose our prestige!" ”

"Brother Yao can rest assured." When he mentioned this little pony, his eyes lit up, "I promise to kill them!" ”

"What's up? How did you turn it? Wang Yaozu raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, of course...... Human! Brother Ma laughed and said, "I heard that they are all shaved and clean." ”

"There are also oily black ones!"

"Wow, the taste is so strong!"

"Alright, the plane is coming." The more the two chatted, the more excessive, Song Zihao couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

"Okay, you guys go, Brother Pony, remember to take medicine, don't pull your crotch!"

"Rest assured, there is no ambiguity!" Brother Xiao Ma waved his hand without looking back, and limped towards the security check accompanied by Song Zihao.

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"You've been practicing less often during this time!" Yang Zhengxiang turned his head and said.

Peng Yixing smiled and didn't speak, just looked at the target a little distractedly.

"Bang" "Bang"

Yang Zhengxiang shot a few bullets to test the feel, put down the gun and walked to Peng Yixing's side and said: "Wow, the gun you changed is really powerful, that weird person recommends you like me, like a car, no good technician has adjusted the engine, no matter how much horsepower can be played, but this gun is a little shaky in his hand, is the trigger too light." ”

"It's because you pulled the trigger too hard, and you weren't flexible enough." Peng Yixing said unceremoniously with a serious face.

The corners of Yang Zhengxiang's mouth twitched, and he secretly cursed in his heart that he didn't know how to lift, I am the boss who spends money, and turned his head and shouted at the assistant next to him: "It's too wasteful to shoot targets with this kind of gun, change my own target." ”

The assistant took out a white chicken and hung it on the target, and then hurriedly retreated, Yang Zhengxiang picked up the gun again and aimed and shot.

Standing behind Yang Zhengxiang, Peng Yixing watched the crumbs of the white chicken being beaten fly with blood, and he couldn't make any waves in his heart, and he couldn't help but recall the day when he went to raid Tan Cheng with Wang Yaozu, he killed five people in a row, all of them were headshots!

The scene of blood flying, the feeling of controlling the life and death of the other party, the experience of watching life pass in his own hands, and the smell of gunsmoke mixed with blood, are all intoxicating.

"It doesn't feel the same!" Yang Zhengxiang finished firing a shuttle of bullets, turned his head back, and looked at Peng Yixing with a smile, "It's very enjoyable to watch that piece of flesh and blood splash out." ”

"It's a lot of fun." Peng Yixing tugged at the corners of his mouth lightly, allowing himself to show a smile, after all, he is a 'food and clothing parent'.

He himself loves firearms, and has no other job, all his sources of income are to help people change guns, or teach people to shoot, even if he thinks that the customer is mentally retarded, stupid, and stupid, he will still deal with it.

Yang Zhengxiang: "......"

Do you dare to be a little more perfunctory!

He opened his mouth a few times, and finally swallowed this breath, he also had other plans.

After playing for a while, Yang Zhengxiang pulled Peng Yixing to chat for a while, and suddenly a sentence came out, "I have a job, I don't know if you are interested?" ”

"What a job." Peng Yixing asked expressionlessly.

"A partner, grab my handle and hold on, the problem is that guy is involved in the dark, so I want to ......"

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Two days later, Peng Yixing appeared downstairs in the Sovereign Hotel wearing a jacket and a sunny smile on his face, and got into the elevator, there were six people in the elevator, a mother and son, the mother was whispering to the child who had just lost his temper downstairs, and the child slightly tilted his neck and gritted his teeth and did not speak.

A couple, holding hands and snuggling together looks very intimate, the woman's head is gently leaning on the man's shoulder, but her eyes are locked on Peng Yixing, the man's gaze is obliquely locked on the woman's (·person·), the throat is slightly shrugged, and the hand holding the girlfriend is also tight, so big, good, good...... Like.

For a while, the atmosphere in the elevator was a little strange, the three women all looked at Peng Yixing, Peng Yixing looked at the elevator door in a daze, the man looked at the murder weapon of the woman next to him, and the child sulked on the side.

On the 22nd floor, the elevator door opened, Peng Yixing walked out of the elevator room quickly, and before the elevator door closed, he seemed to hear a low exclamation, "Ah, why didn't you press the elevator." ”

"I thought you pressed it!"

This is the reason why his personality is a little autistic, he is always so noticed, causing I don't know how much trouble, shaking his head, Peng Yixing walked quickly to the stairwell, glanced at the sign on the 22nd floor on the wall, Peng Yixing walked down, and changed into a set of waiter's clothes as he walked.

Walk out of the stairwell on the 19th floor, follow the house number on the wall to find 1908, the address given by Yang Zhengxiang is here, and the target and a few of his subordinates are here.

Walking to the door, Peng Yixing reached out and knocked on the door, and after a while, a voice sounded inside, "Side?" ”

"Room service."

"Wait!" Then the footsteps sounded, and the person stopped at the door and looked out from the cat's eye, and a handsome young waiter stood outside, which immediately dispelled the doubts of the people inside.

No matter how you look like this, you're a good person!

If it is Li Xiangdong who is standing outside now, the only end is to call the police......

Therefore, appearance is justice, and being beautiful makes it much easier to commit crimes.

Peng Yixing silently said in his heart, 'are you ready'.

The moment the door was opened, he was greeted not by the waiter's overalls but by a silver muzzle, "Bang bang!" ”

A muffled gunshot rang out, and the man had two bloody holes in his head, his eyes widened and his eyes were full of disbelief, and his body fell straight to the floor.

The sudden gunfire immediately aroused the vigilance of the people inside, this group of people was indeed well-trained, they were not stunned in the face of unexpected situations, and they did not subconsciously dodge, they were bodyguards not killers, and they quickly got up in the face of the attackers and prepared to protect the target.