Chapter Ninety-Four: The Pickets

Even if there are snipers in the distance who will accidentally injure these people, even if Beiming Kuiye possesses the body and kills one by one, these people still can't resist the temptation of 3 million. Now half of this road is blocked, and people are surrounding Beiming one by one.

When Bei Ming changed his gun for the fifth time, he found that this person had a few grenades hanging from his waist, and without the slightest hesitation, he pulled a few leads and pushed the person into the crowd, and he quickly opened a road, holding a dagger in his hand and waving it around, and hurried away from the person as soon as possible.

After waiting for about four or five seconds, "Boom Boom Boom~" A series of explosions sounded in the crowd, this explosion burst out of a wave of air, and there were some stumps and broken arms around five or six meters, Bei Ming pushed away the person who was pressing on him, took the dagger in his hand, and then ran in a serpentine shape, and quickly rushed to the opposite alley.

"Bah" Another sniper shot, Bei Ming saw it, this sniper was hiding on the third floor across the road! Unabashedly, he fired a few more shots at Bei Ming, but Bei Ming's position was too sassy, and those bullets didn't even rub Bei Ming's clothes.

The sniper upstairs shot at Beiming in a rage, and a motorcyclist rushed out of the alley opposite, riding a big party race, and rushing towards Beiming with sunglasses.

What's even more annoying is that when this motorcycle was still five or six meters away from Beiming, the front wheel of the car was lifted, and then he actually freed up one hand to shoot at Beiming!

Seeing this rider so arrogant, Beiming was immediately unhappy, damn, the master hasn't lost the matter of loading the cup! Moved left and right and dodged two bullets, held the dagger with his right hand backhand, jumped when he was still two meters away from the motorcycle, and turned around in the air for a week and a half, while the motorcycle passed by, the dagger in Beiming's right hand was accurately inserted into the back of the rider's neck!

Then Bei Ming quickly pulled out the dagger, and used it as a flying knife to skim at the sniper on the third floor opposite, and at the same time there was a "bang" of a sniper gun, and the sniper still didn't grasp the last opportunity to kill Bei Ming, but just hit Bei Ming's shoulder. And he himself was pierced into the head by the dagger thrown by Beiming.

Beiming, the sniper, and the motorcyclist fell to the ground at the same time, the only difference is that the two of them lost their breath, Beiming is not a big problem for him because of the special system.

The whole process is between the lightning and flint, Bei Ming was carried by the impact of the sniper rifle and flew back more than two meters, and he didn't care about the wound, listening to the earth-shattering shouting and scolding behind Bei Ming knew that these guys had eased up, so he quickly ran to the motorcycle, pulled out two grenades from the rider's waist, pulled the lead and threw it at the crowd behind him, and then took the gun in the driver's hand with one hand, and helped the big climb up with the other hand, jumped up while firing the gun, and then threw the gun, a beautiful tail flick and then ran with the accelerator!

"Boom~~" The exhaust pipe of the big climb made a loud roar, and rushed forward like a bullet out of the chamber.

In this way, he twisted the accelerator to the end and rushed along this road for five or six seconds, and Beiming couldn't open his eyes when the huge resistance blew, and a sudden brake left a tire mark of about five or six meters on the ground.

After stopping, Bei Ming, who couldn't help it, closed his eyes vigorously, and then shook his head, and suddenly accelerated so much that his brain was a little hypoxic, and his eyes were full of Venus,.... Seeing someone walking on the street wearing sunglasses on the side of the road, Beiming instantly had the urge to go down and grab sunglasses.... really treats Bai Lan as a live-action version for him to love to play.

But this idea also turned in his mind, or to find a place to buy sunglasses is the right thing, thinking that when he was about to leave, a car stopped diagonally in front of Beiming.

Four people got out of the car, like black super special police, all black from head to toe, plus a black sunglasses. After getting out of the car, one person stretched out his palm to Bei Ming, signaling him not to act rashly, another pulled off his coat to let Bei Ming see their documents, and the other took out a notebook very seriously, and said to Bei Ming very quickly: "Hello, we are Bailan pickets, you have just participated in several fights and brawls, resulting in 21 deaths, More than 30 people were injured, and the road was blown up to about 5 square meters, so in summary, you need to compensate for the cost of destroying the corpse: 105,000 gold coins, and the road repair cost: 250,000 gold coins. ”

Bei Ming, who said it, was a little confused, and asked blankly: "I'm not good enough at math, you tell me what the unit price is?"

I didn't think about it and said immediately: "5,000 gold coins for disposing of the corpse, and 50,000 gold coins for one square meter of road maintenance!"

Bei Ming nodded, thinking that it was no wonder that Bai Lan's place could be maintained, it seemed that there was no law but it actually had its own rules, and the high fines made people dare not kill people at will, otherwise there would be fewer and fewer people here and a fart.

Bei Ming sighed and had to face the reality of the problem, so he said: "What if there is no money?"

"If you don't have the money to join the pickets with your ability, your salary is 100 gold coins a day, and when you run out of deductions, you will be free. Then the man smiled and continued: "There is another option, which is to put you in Jerome prison, where you will serve 10 gold coins a day, and then you can be released when your account is gone." ”

Bei Ming nodded, thinking that it was really weird, but he didn't want to choose any of them, and said to these guys: "First, these people took the initiative to beat me, and I was passive defense, so compensation should go to them! Second, you are really ugly in this suit!"

The other picket couldn't help it, pulled out the pistol on his waist in an instant, and said loudly: "The pickets never need to be taught to do things! According to Bai Lan's rules, if you lose, you will either be hospitalized or cremated, and if you win, you will definitely lose money! Whether you are convinced or not, you have made up your mind for this money!"

Bei Ming smiled and said, "You give me two days, and I will make up all my arrears after two days, okay?"

The four of them shouted in unison with expressionless faces: "Now!"

Bei Ming nodded, come on, these people are just losing money, if the reason can't be explained, then run! As soon as he twisted the accelerator, he lifted the front of the car and rushed forward, rushing in front of a few of them and then the front wheel fell, Beiming pinched the brakes and turned around twice, knocking down all four people, and then bent down and picked up a pair of sunglasses and quickly rushed forward with the accelerator!

The few people screamed and fell to the ground, shooting at Beiming's distant back. "Bang bang..." fired many shots in a row, but they didn't hit Beiming.

Several people stood up, and the person who had been communicating with Bei Ming looked at the direction where Bei Ming was going and whispered: "Notify all departments, each bounty team, and prepare for joint arrest." After finishing speaking, he spat hard, and said to himself with a wicked smile: "Bai Lan hasn't been so lively for a long time. ”