Chapter Seventy-Six: The Muzzle

Duan Rui listened to Fang Nian's words, and nodded a little sadly. Indeed, as he said, if these people continue to stay here, then after 7 o'clock, when the cold circle comes, they will also die. And if you fight it, maybe there is still life, and your own thoughts are indeed some rich people.

"Then what can we do to provoke conflicts between them."

Fang Nian thought about it, and just thought about something, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a burst of angry scolding.

When the two of them came over, they found out that it was the uncle who had just eaten Fang Nian and Duan Rui's fruit cake. He was now sitting on the ground, covered in blood from the whip.

Next to the uncle, there was also a cloth bag scattered inside, which was also wrapped in a cold piece of fruit cake. The person standing in front of him was a soldier in a foreign military uniform, and at this time he was holding a leather whip with barbs and standing in front of the uncle with a cold face and scolding angrily.

"You're fucking old and immortal, where did you get the fruit cake? With the little work you do, it is difficult to support yourself, how can you have surplus food for your son? Did you steal this fruit cake? ”

At this time, the uncle was already beaten and wounded, and his words were a little slurred, which showed how heavy the officer's hand was.

Seeing that the uncle did not come up with a complete sentence, the officer picked up the leather whip and whipped wildly. The barbed leather whip fell on the uncle's body almost every time he saw blood, and the flesh fell again and again, and the scene was once bloody and eye-catching, and almost everyone thought that the uncle's life might be explained here.

Facing everything in front of him, Fang Nian caught Luo Li's figure in the crowd. I saw that his fists were clenched and his body was constantly trembling, and it could be seen that he was trying his best to restrain himself.

The corners of Fang Nian's mouth raised slightly, he knew that the opportunity had come, so he pulled Duan Rui and said in a loud voice.

"When the opportunity comes, you must follow me for a while, and I will do my best to escort you away."

Fang Nian's words Duan Ruiqiao's face flushed slightly, but she still nodded obediently, this was the first time in Duan Rui's life that she was protected.

However, at this moment, Fang Nian suddenly rushed out of the crowd and said to Chief Rao.

"Sir, actually, I gave those two fruit cakes to that uncle."

Hearing this voice, the chief instantly stopped the movement in his hand and turned his eyes to look at Fang Nian. He has been arrogant and domineering in the doomsday train for so many years, and there are many heroes who have done it, which one of them did not end up in a tragic death.

Since he killed 12 so-called righteous and brave people in his neighborhood, no one dared to say such things in front of him for several years, but now there is another one who is not afraid of death, not only is the officer not angry, but licks his chapped lips with some excitement, and looks at Fang Nian playfully.

"Are you giving him a header?"

The people on the train were accustomed to seeing the atrocities of the chief, and seeing him with such an expression, they naturally knew what was going to happen next, but no one came out to remind Fang Nian.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that in the face of the fierce and vicious chief, Fang Nian's eyes were not half a huge color, and he replied lightly.

"I'm not giving him a head, I'm just stating the fact that I really gave him two fruit cakes."

Seeing Fang Nian's appearance, the playfulness in the officer's eyes gradually turned into anger, and said to him.

"I'm giving you a chance to talk again, did you give him these two fruit cakes?"

Fang Nian spread his hands noncommittally.

"Of course, no matter how many times you ask, this is what I gave him."

When the officer heard Fang Nian's words, he immediately became angry, took out his leather whip and waved it at Fang Nian.

"You're looking for death."

The officer's whip swung quickly, and at first glance, he was a person with some martial arts skills, but he just thought that he could hit Fang Nian in this way, which was too true.

I saw that Fang Nian faced the flying leather whip, but his body was slightly on one side, and he dodged it. The whip also landed on the wooden chair next to it, shattering it directly, splashing a piece of sawdust, one of which also pierced the officer's cheek.

The officer missed the blow and was scratched, and his anger immediately surged. He saw Fang Nian's agility, even if he used the whip to whip again, he might not be able to hit, so he simply threw away the leather whip, and then took out a huge Desert Eagle pistol from his waist, pulled the bolt, and loaded it directly on Fang Nian's forehead.

"Come, you're running? So don't run away? I really want to see if you're the fastest or my gun is faster. ”

When everyone saw this, they all knew that Fang Nian was finished, no matter how agile his skills were, he still couldn't dodge this bullet, and they all felt sorry for Fang Nian for a while.

However, at this time, Fang Nian looked at the muzzle of the black hole in front of him, but there was no fear in his eyes. Not scared not because he was confident that he could dodge the bullet, but because he had discovered something.

Today's Fang Nian's sense of hearing can be beyond ordinary care, when the officer loaded the pistol just now, Fang Nian heard it very clearly, it was the sound of the upper chamber. That is, in the desert eagle, there are actually no bullets.

So what's so terrible about him being put to the head with a gun without bullets?

Thinking of this, Fang Nian raised his hand and grabbed the officer's pistol, then put it on his forehead again, and then said lightly.

"Shoot."

Hearing this, the workers next to him were stupid, the armed forces behind the officer were stupid, the officer was stupid, and even Duan Rui was stunned. Is this guy going to die? Wouldn't the way he thought of intensifying the conflict be suicide?

The officer was really frightened by Fang Nian, usually when he met a naughty master, as long as he took out his gun, the other party was 100% intimidated, either kneeling and begging for mercy or disarming and surrendering.

But he didn't expect to run into a hard stubble today, he knew that there were no bullets in his pistol, and even if he shot, he couldn't kill Fang Nian. He was timid for a while, and a large number of beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead.

Seeing this, Fang Nian knew that he had guessed correctly, so he was even more confident and said to the officer.

"We're going to eat meat."

The officer was stunned for a moment, and looked at Fang Nian in disbelief.

"What are you? Eating meat? ”

Fang Nian confirmed again.

"Yes, eat meat."

The officer was amused by Fang Nian's words.

"Are you sure you're not kidding? You want to eat meat? Is it worthy? ”

Fang Nian's eyes suddenly became much sharper.

"Why don't you deserve it, do you deserve it?"

The officer was furious.

"What are you? You actually compare your lowly life with me? Are you really not afraid that I will collapse you? ”

Fang Nian removed the pistol from the officer's hand with his hand and smiled disdainfully.

"Alright, don't pretend. I know you don't have bullets in your gun, and even the soldiers behind you don't have any cherry blossoms, I'm afraid it's your robbery just bluffing, right? ”

Hearing this, the officer's face suddenly became extremely ugly.