The short scarred man showed a cruel smile on his face, spit out a puff of smoke, and sighed in a tone of emotion: "A beautiful girl like you, I really can't bear to kill you, or we will each take a step back." ”

"You let my people cut the people in the car, and I don't kill you, how?"

Eleven didn't answer, Xu Ping got out of the car, put his hands in his pockets, looked at the short man with the scar, and said, "Short man, you are not small, do you know who is sitting in the car?" Who gave your dog guts to bring people to cut Mr. Jiang? ”

"What Mr. Jiang? Boy, you're Xu Ping, right? I've seen your picture, I'm bringing someone here today, I want your life, if you don't want to hurt other people, pick up the knife on the ground and kill yourself. ”

The short and scarred man stared at Xu Ping with a playful face.

He is like an old hunter, and Xu Ping is his prey, he is not in a hurry to hunt his prey, before hunting the prey, he likes to see the expression of despair and fear on the face of the prey.

He doesn't worry about being bitten back by his prey, he has a strong self-confidence, no one can get a life back from his men, whoever he wants to kill, he has to die.

"So you're coming at me?" Xu Ping did not show an angry or frightened expression as the short and scarred man expected, but instead looked excited: "You are in a big trouble!" ”

"What's wrong with me?" The stout scar man frowned, Xu Ping's performance was not quite what he thought, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"Let me tell you, the person sitting in the car is Jiang Chuxue, the president of the Jiang Group, one of the three wealthy families in Lincheng, the Jiang family, the old man Jiang is her own grandfather, and this car is also hers!" Xu Ping pointed to the Bentley and said.

"So what?" The short and sturdy scarred man sneered, his face showing disdain: "What you said was before, don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know, Jiang Chuxue has been kicked out of the Jiang family!" ”

"Even if she is kicked out of the Jiang family, no matter how she says, she is also the granddaughter of Old Man Jiang, do you dare to touch her?" Xu Ping squinted and asked.

"Don't dare." The short and sturdy scar man shook his head and sighed: "You're right, she is also the granddaughter of Old Man Jiang, so I won't move her, I will only move you!" ”

When the short and sturdy scar man said the last sentence, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face, and he said sarcastically: "You talk so much nonsense, do you want to delay the time and wait for the patrol?" ”

"Yikes! You're so smart, you guessed that? Xu Ping smiled embarrassedly.

"You don't have to wait, since I'm here, I've already taken care of everything, and no one else will come on this street until you die." The stocky scarred man sneered.

"Am I not going to die?" Xu Ping looked surprised, and asked instead, "Before you start, can you tell me who asked you to deal with me?" Let me die for a moment. ”

"Who have you offended yourself, don't you have a score in your heart?" The stocky scarred man continued to sneer.

"Wu family?" Xu Ping asked tentatively, in fact, he already had the answer in his heart.

"Okay, Xu Ping, let's stop the nonsense, are you going to end it yourself, or do you want my people to do it?" The stocky man with the scar looked impatient and waved his hand.

A group of men with machetes continued to surround the Bentley, and at a cursory glance there were about forty people.

Xu Ping sighed lightly, and was about to speak, his face suddenly changed, and his hand reached out to Eleven, ready to pull Eleven to squat down.

Eleven moved faster than him, and as soon as his hand was extended, he threw him down and rolled backwards into the car.

"Pounce!"

With a soft sound, there was an extra bullet hole in the ground, the bullet completely submerged into the concrete floor, and the smoke of gunpowder slowly drifted out of the bullet hole.

If Xu Ping and Eleven were still standing in place, this bullet would have penetrated Eleven's head and hit Xu Ping's heart.

"At ten o'clock, the roof of the seven-story building!" Xu Ping squinted his eyes and shouted into the car: "Mr. Jiang, lie down, don't get up!" ”

Jiang Chuxue didn't know what was going on, but she subconsciously did what Xu Ping said.

Eleven immediately looked at Xu Pingbao's position, half-squatting behind the body, hesitating.

"I'll come here, you go take down the sniper, I'm going to live!" Xu Ping lowered his voice, said quickly, and then rolled on the spot, leaned out from behind him, and quickly came to the driver's door.

The moment he showed his head, the bullet came again, grazed his body, and hit the ground.

Xu Ping's right arm was scratched, and the hot pain came, but he just bared his teeth, his movements did not pause, he decisively got into the driver's seat, ignited, accelerated, and did it in one go!

The Bentley flies out like an arrow from a string!

"Pounce, pounce!"

If you connect the bullet holes in a straight line with the gunman's direction, you will find that these three bullets are directed at the fuel tank of the car!

If Xu Ping drove away the car one second slower, maybe he, Jiang Chuxue, and Eleven would end up with a car crash and death.

It's just that the sniper was a step too slow, or not decisive enough, and didn't shoot the fuel tank of the Bentley car at the first time, so Xu Ping drove the car away.

Xu Ping did not drive in a straight line, but turned around, and at the same time, the Bentley car was killing around the road irregularly, making it difficult for snipers to lock.

This caused a lot of trouble for the stout Scar Man's men, who were frightened by the mad Bentley and fled in all directions, for fear that they would be hit.

The short man with the scar watched this scene dumbfounded, and rushed out with a curse, and when he passed by the original Bentley car parked, he saw bullet holes on the ground, his pupils shrank and thought of something, and his face was shocked.

"What the is going on? Why is it that even the gunman is arranged? ”

The stocky Scar Man found that his brain was a little underwhelmed, and he couldn't tell who the gunman was hiding in the shadows was here to kill.

But one thing is certain, that is, he definitely didn't come to kill himself, otherwise his position just now would have been broken by a bullet.

A scream sounded from behind, and the short scar man looked back and saw that Eleven had knocked down several of his younger brothers, broke out, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, not knowing where to go.

But he couldn't control Eleven now, and his goal was not Eleven, so he immediately turned around and shouted to the other little brothers, "Don't run around!" Stop Xu Ping's car for me! ”

As he shouted, the men with knives calmed down a lot and didn't run around, but they didn't dare to approach the Bentley for a while, for fear of being hit and half-paralyzed.

Now this Bentley is a mad cow in the eyes of everyone, crashing around, who dares to step forward?

The two taxis that blocked the road were deformed by Bentley, and if they were to go on top, they would be disabled for life if they didn't die.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Seeing that no one dared to step forward with so many people, the short man with the scar snorted coldly, took three steps and two steps to the front of the Bentley, and stabbed his horse and shouted, looking like he was going to stop the Bentley with his body.

The men with knives wanted to spit on me, and they all thought that the short man with the scar was crazy.

But at this time, they won't remind or persuade the short scar man to get out of the way, otherwise they will be the ones who will be put on top.

In the Bentley car, Jiang Chuxue clutched the co-pilot's seat, her pretty face was already snow-white, and her stomach was tumbling and uncomfortable.

She looked at Xu Ping's eyes with indescribable annoyance, and kept scolding Xu Ping in her mouth, telling Xu Ping to stop.

But Xu Ping didn't care about it, continued to step on the accelerator, and kept hitting the direction, making the car shake around.

Seeing that the Bentley was about to crash into the short scar man in front of him, Jiang Chuxue finally couldn't help it, got up and grabbed Xu Ping's hand and said, "Xu Ping, stop it!" If you hit it like this, you'll kill someone! ”

"Mr. Jiang, sit down!" Xu Ping looked serious, stared at the short scar man in front of him, silently counted the distance between the other party and the Bentley, not only did not stop, but adjusted the direction to aim at him and rushed straight over!

"Xu Ping, you're crazy—" Jiang Chuxue let out an exclamation, already foreseeing the scene of the short and scarred man being knocked out and blood splashed on the car window.

But then, something happened that she couldn't believe it.

I saw that when the front of the car was about to hit the short scar man, Xu Ping and the short scar man moved at the same time.

Xu Ping killed the direction, pulled the handbrake, the accelerator was loose under his feet, lightly stepped on the brake, and the Bentley drifted, and swept past the short scar man with the tail of the car.

The short man with the scar shouted again, his face was bruised, and the whole person jumped into the air, dodging the Bentley's sweep.

The Bentley moved forward by inertia for some distance, and the stout scar man landed on the roof of the car when he fell, and he fell down on his knees, smashing the roof into a dent.