Chapter 212: Swing With Me (Ask for Recommendation Votes)
Ouyang Batian stood in the distance, staring at this scene blankly, unable to believe his eyes. The little brothers were clearly holding swords just now, but at this moment, how did they become glow sticks?
Although he was very puzzled, seeing the little brothers waving the light sticks so rhythmically, Ouyang Batian's fingers involuntarily trembled, and the rhythm of the shaking was the same as the rhythm of the little brothers waving the light sticks and the rhythm of the music in the hall, and soon, Ouyang Batian's head also clicked rhythmically, and then his arms, legs, and whole body...... In this way, except for Qian Wancang and Du Yitu, everyone in the entire hall danced to the music.
"Do you want to swing along?" Qian Wancang put his hand on Du Yitu's shoulder and asked casually.
Du Yitu hurriedly shook his head: "I can't dance." ”
"It's okay if you can't dance, just shake your body to the rhythm." Qian Wancang shook his neck and demonstrated it in person.
Du Yitu thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand and began to shake with the music. At this moment, the bald man came to the door of the hall with a team of people armed with spears, looking at the scene in the hall, the bald man was dumbfounded, okay, Lao Tzu is tired and tired to move the rescuers, what the hell are you jumping on?
"Bang!" The bald man angrily threw a shot into the sky. This gunshot woke up the people who were immersed in the music.
At this time, the younger brothers also discovered that the sword in their hands had turned into a glow stick, and the boy surrounded by them had turned into a wooden sculpture.
With an exclamation, the junior brothers immediately threw away the glow sticks, stepped back one after another, away from the sculpture of the young man, and then gathered around Ouyang Batian, clenched their fists, and looked at Qian Wancang vigilantly.
Du Yitu hid to the side again, looking at the drama in the center of the hall in horror, for fear that it would affect him.
"Mr. Tian, the brothers are here," the bald man shouted, and then led the spear team to run to the front of Ouyang Batian, turned the head of the spear, and pointed a dozen guns at Qian Wancang.
"Boy, I'll give you another chance, if you're willing to worship under my door, I'll let you go today, if you still have a hard mouth, I'll use these dozen spears to beat you into a hornet's nest!" Ouyang Batian stood at the back of the pikes and threatened.
"You still want to scare me with these few broken guns?" Qian Wancang gave Ouyang Batian a disdainful look.
Ouyang Batian was stunned, okay boy, you still pretend to be forced when you are dying, this is your fault! Gritting his teeth, Ouyang Batian waved his hand violently: "Little ones, surround him, I want to make his whole body evenly covered with bullet holes 360 degrees!" ”
"Yes!" The gunmen responded in unison, and then quickly surrounded Qian Wancang in the middle, and pointed their guns at Qian Wancang's head.
"Don't shoot yet, see what's out there?" Qian Wancang sat on a chair next to him and said leisurely.
The gunmen looked at each other with puzzled expressions on their faces, and then looked at the door of the casino at the same time. A team of armed policemen armed with modern submachine guns rushed through the door, surrounded the gunmen in a very short time, and pointed their guns at their heads.
This team of policemen was more than twice as large as the pikemen, and in addition to surrounding the pikes, ten other policemen surrounded Ouyang Batian and the younger brothers beside him.
"Huh?" Du Yitu hid aside, and suddenly frowned, he found that these dozens of policemen actually looked the same, could it be ...... Multiple births?
He had seen twins, triplets, and quintuplets at most, and this was the first time he had seen these dozens of twins.
In fact, these dozens of policemen were conjured up by Qian Wancang with his mind, in order to suppress the pikes.
For convenience, he created a policeman based on Officer Hao's appearance, and then copied dozens of them, that is, these policemen all looked like Officer Hao, which was misunderstood by Du Yitu as a multiple.
"Put your guns down, you're already surrounded by the police, and if you are obedient, you may be able to spend a few years in prison." Qian Wancang stood up from his chair, gently flicked away the two guns, and walked out from the center of the two concentric circles.
When the gunmen heard Qian Wancang's words, they glanced at each other and immediately slowly put their guns on the ground. Ouyang Batian saw that his own forces were crushed, and immediately changed his face, and said with a smile: "This young grandfather, I have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, I have eyes without beads, I have eyes and no eyes, I didn't recognize you, I just made you frightened, I have 50,000 oceans here, you take it to buy some delicious food for the brothers, I will go to the police station tomorrow, early tomorrow morning with a gift to report, do you think it's okay?" As he spoke, Ouyang Batian took out a dozen silver tickets from his cuffs, each with a face value of five thousand oceans, a total of ten.
"Don't want to bribe me, go to the police station with me today, and honestly confess the crime, maybe you can reduce the sentence by two years." Qian Wancang categorically rejected Ouyang Batian's proposal.
Ouyang Batian's eyes sank, his lips trembled, and there was some fear in his expression, but more resentment.
Suddenly, Ouyang Batian slammed forward, strangled Qian Wancang's neck, and then took out a pistol from his waist, pointed it at Qian Wancang's temple, and shouted: "Your chief has been controlled by me, quickly put the gun down, otherwise I will kill your chief!" The policemen all looked at Qian Wancang, waiting for Qian Wancang's order.
At the same time, they still pointed their submachine guns at Ouyang Batian's younger brothers. The younger brothers looked back and found that the muzzle of the gun was still hanging over their heads, and immediately dispelled the idea of resisting.
"Put down your gun, or I'll shoot!" Ouyang Batian threatened again, and pressed Qian Wancang's head with the muzzle of his gun.
The muzzle of the gun is very smooth, and it is still cool, and it is quite comfortable to press it on the door of the head, Qian Wancang couldn't help but moan: "Oh ~ so comfortable ~ continue not to stop ~ I still want to" Ouyang Batian was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled look on his face, damn!
Lao Tzu can't be a pervert in his arms at this time, right? It's disgusting!
"Boom!" Ouyang Batian snorted violently, cleared his throat, came back to his senses, and then shouted again: "Don't put down the gun obediently!" I shot! ”
"Shoot, I beg you." Qian Wancang pleaded with a serious face, and there was no fear on his face.
He knew that this was in an illusory world, and even if his head was blown off by a bullet, as long as his consciousness was still there, he could restore his head.
Moreover, he has the speed of light at this time, and the speed of a bullet compared to his speed, just like an ant compared to a supersonic missile, cannot hit him at all!
Ouyang Batian listened, the hand holding the gun trembled, he didn't dare to shoot at all, because as long as he shot, these policemen would definitely shoot with him.
He tied Qian Wancang hostage at this time, mainly so that he could escape the scene, and then find ways to reconcile with the police station, such as bribing high-ranking officials with money and money, and using personal connections to mediate between them.
But what he didn't expect was that this teenager was held to the head with a gun, but he was not afraid at all, and begged him to shoot quickly?
?? Big brother, do you think the gun is filled with a lollipop? When the gun goes off, the head will blow off, okay!
If you really want to die, can you not drag me to the funeral? I am a person with a lot of money, and before the money is spent, people die, which is the biggest tragedy in life!
Ouyang Batian was in a hurry, and a string of aggrieved tears flowed from his eyes.