Intense lights have been shrouding Song Yun's surroundings.

Shielding the light with his hand, Song Yun had already heard a noise behind him, but he didn't dodge.

"Don't move, watch out for the gun going off."

The cold muzzle of the gun was against the back of Song Yun's head, and immediately, five people followed, each with a gun, and surrounded Song Yun in the middle, all with cold expressions.

It's only now that the lights have softened.

After waiting for a while, Wang Biao's voice sounded:

"Fuck your mother, the clay man still has three points of earthiness, do you really think Lao Tzu is a bastard? Lao Tzu hasn't died in Jiangzhou all these years, and the more he lives, the more moisturized he becomes, and he doesn't have two or three brushes on his body, so I'm playing with a fart. ”

With his arms still bandaged, Wang Biao turned out from the rear corner under the protection of more than a dozen people.

"Aren't you crazy? Let's take a look at it. Do you think your surname is Zhao, single-handedly, killing seven in and seven out? Today, Lao Tzu is going to play with you. What else is there to say now? ”

The more Wang Biao spoke, the more proud he became, and his saliva splashed.

"Aren't you able to fight? Tell me about it? You've shot a gun. Boy, kneel down and call Daddy, or Lao Tzu will let you see your brains fly out now. ”

Smiling, Song Yun didn't have any look of fear on his face.

"Okay, then shoot, I actually want to see what it looks like when the brains fly out, and I think it's hard, even if it's a bullet, it can't fly."

"Enough Nima is crazy, is it not enough to pretend?" Wang Biao was furious.

Song Yun continued to smile and asked:

"Do you know what it was before the gun went off?"

"Before the gun went off, it was a gun. Bah, what nonsense are you talking about, donkey hair is stuffed in your ears? Kneel down for Lao Tzu. ”

"Born with hard bones, I can't kneel, why don't you give me a sample?"

"Fuck your uncle, and you're still hard with Lao Tzu." Wang Biao's scolding was in full swing, but even if Song Yun was held to his head by a gun, he still didn't dare to come over, mainly because the psychological shadow left by Song Yun was too big.

Song Yun was too lazy to deal with Wang Biao, and said to a few people around him:

"Have you ever shot a shot? Do you know how human blood is shot out after the shot? It's more than that, it's just a bunch of rubbish. ”

A few people are a little confused, are you TM sick? Lao Tzu is holding a gun in his hand, can you please respect it?

"No matter how the blood shoots out, I just want to blow your head off!" The man with the gun behind him had a cold voice.

"You don't dare." Song Yun seemed to be saying that one plus one equals two, and there was no hesitation at all. "You're just a waste, not a fool, you know very well in your heart, usually you charge some protection money and bully individuals, it may be no problem, but as long as the gunshots sound in the downtown area, you are finished, if you kill someone, you also have to pay for your life, do you dare to shoot and kill?"

"Why don't you dare? Even if you die, you will be buried with you. ”

"Cut!" Song Yun scoffed: "You can think about it, when you get up tomorrow, you can see the sunshine, go to the food stall, drink chaos, eat a xiaolongbao, brag with friends you know, spend money at night, other ways are good, you can find a good girl, talk about life, live, what a beautiful thing." ”

"What about after you shoot? You can't even get out of Jiangzhou, with your previous crimes, plus killing people with guns, you are dead, from now on, there is no such person as you in this world, your so-called friends, at first may still remember a few of you stupid forks who shot at the beginning, but later, they forgot about it, and then, as if they had never appeared, do you know what this is called? This is called the great terror between life and death. ”

The expressions in the eyes of several people became very complicated.

Wang Biao said:

"Don't listen to his nonsense, Lao Tzu will give you money, and ensure that you run out, eat fragrant food, and drink spicy food!"

"His words are also deceiving children, right? The one who hates me the most is him Wang Biao! Why didn't he get his hands dirty? He didn't dare, because he didn't want to die, so he found a few of you scapegoats. It's a pity that you don't have the courage to kill. ”

"Kill him for me, kill this kid for me." Wang Biao's voice increased a little.

"A bunch of waste has the guts to scare people. I'm not targeting anyone, it seems to me that each and every one of you is rubbish. ”

Although several people were holding guns in their hands, they found that the words in Song Yun's mouth were much more powerful than bullets, which made the expressions of several people change again and again.

"I'm looking for Wang Biao, you waste, what's the fun?"

Song Yun was already casually turning around as he spoke.

"Don't move!

"Don't move your hammer."

Song Yun shouted angrily and slapped the man with the gun behind him in the face.

"Waste stuff."

Before and after being pulled away by Song Yun, the man did not have the courage to shoot at all.

"And you guys, with a lollipop in your ass, and you're pretending to be a big-tailed wolf with me here? Get lost! ”

Song Yun slapped one away, and throughout the whole process, Wang Biao kept roaring, but no one dared to shoot, not even refute Song Yun's words.

"Waste, really a bunch of waste."

Wang Biao was so angry that he scolded, but now he has to admit that Song Yun said that before the gun was fired, it was TM's scrap iron, and vice versa.

In the world, except for Song Yun, a madman, it is estimated that no one dares not to look at a few gunmen in their eyes, just scolding like this, slapping one of them, do you say that you are an outlaw, or are you really fearless?

Song Yun looked at Wang Biao and sighed:

"They're rubbish, but they're not stupid. Do you think that in front of me, even if they dare to kill, they will have a chance to shoot? The reason why I'm too lazy to move is that if I'm not like this, you stupid fork, how can you appear? Maybe you've run away a long time ago, right? ”

Wang Biao's face was pale, he only reacted now, Song Yun was motionless and was held to the head by the gun, just waiting for him to appear.

"Draft your mother, don't be crazy about Lao Tzu, do you think this is the end? Tell you, the rabbit is in a hurry and bites, and if you want to move Lao Tzu, I will break the net with you tonight. Kill him for me, whoever kills this kid, Lao Tzu will give him 10 million. ”

In order to deal with Song Yun, Wang Biao was bleeding.

The moment Wang Biao's roar fell, there was a "buzzing" motorcycle in the yard of the abandoned factory.

The lights of the car were on, and in all directions, there were dozens of motorcycle riders, wearing helmets, knee pads, and elbow pads, and what they were holding in their hands was not a stick, but a machete.

"Boy, you give me death!"

Wang Biao's expression was very crazy, it seems that in order to ensure his safety, Wang Biao has prepared more than one follow-up move.

"Buzz, buzz!"

The sound of the motorcycle became sharp, and then a rider drove the motorcycle, rushing towards Song Yun frantically......