Inside the villa, it was brightly lit at this time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Frank Lucas, who had already slept, and some of the guards who had just changed shifts and were about to go to rest, were awakened by the sound of gunfire coming from outside the villa.

Wow,

Frank Lucas hurried out of the bedroom in a white dressing gown, still clutching a pistol.

As a gangster, Frank Lucas knows that too many people want his life, so he never leaves his weapon with him, even when he is sleeping.

When he came to the living room, Frank Lucas frowned at what he saw. He found that the guards who were supposed to be scattered around the courtyard to keep watch were now gathered here, and they all looked nervously at the outside of the villa.

"What's going on?"

Frank Lucas's gaze swept over the gunmen guarding the door of the villa, and finally rested on a black gunman with a large bald head.

"Boss, there's an enemy coming in from outside the villa, and they're fighting the second squad at the moment!"

The bald black gunman stepped out of the crowd and reported the situation to Frank Lucas in a respectful tone.

The bald black man's name is Lake, and unlike the gunmen around him, Lake is not a gangster under Frank Lucas, but a professional bodyguard hired by Frank Lucas at a high price to protect Frank Lucas.

Frank Lucas knew from the day he became the leader of the gang that although his younger brothers were loyal enough and dared to fight and kill, they were extremely unprofessional in protecting people.

For people like Frank Lucas, he prefers to trust the abilities of professional bodyguards who bow their heads under the lure of money rather than entrust their lives to their half-bottled brothers.

Knowing from Lake that the Second Escort Team had gone to stop the enemy, Frank Lucas couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and relaxed.

In Frank Lucas's opinion, with his own elite second guard team on the horse, then even if the enemy who comes in is strong, it should be able to take it down.

But he didn't know that the enemy who was coming towards him step by step at this moment was an existence that was completely beyond his imagination. The second escort team on which he had high hopes did not make a difference before they all collapsed.

Just as Frank Lucas was sitting on the couch, waiting for the second team to return, a crisp and low voice suddenly came in from the door:

"Yo, you're all together, huh? Let's just solve it together......"

"Who!?"

Frank Lucas was startled and unconsciously stood up from the couch.

However, the gunmen who had been on guard by his side had already locked on the direction of the enemy the moment this voice came in.

Click,

The nervous gunmen immediately raised their weapons and aimed them at the dialect.

"Huh?" Seeing the weapons in the hands of these guards, Fang Yan's face finally became a little more serious.

The range and speed of these submachine guns were not comparable to those of the previous pistols. Therefore, even if the dialect uses witchcraft to disrupt their vision, it is still possible to be hit by the stray bullets of the submachine gun!

"I can't let you attack first this time!"

In an instant, a few thoughts flashed through Fang Yan's heart, and he decided on the next battle method in an instant.

Seeing that the guards with submachine guns were about to pull the trigger -

Smack!

Fang Yan's foot lightly stepped on the floor, and the whole person suddenly swept towards the guards like an arrow off the string.

In just an instant, Fang Yan's body had already crashed into the middle of the guards.

Due to his speed, his figure even pulled a series of phantoms in the air.

"Damn it!"

The bald black man Lake's face was gloomy, and the gun he was holding in his hand couldn't help but let go.

Fang Yan's figure has been mixed with those villa guards at this moment, if he insists on shooting, he doesn't say whether he can kill Fang Yan, but he will definitely hurt those gunmen by mistake.

The most important thing is that the dialect is not far away from Frank Lucas at the moment, and Lake does not dare to take this risk!

Lake was able to hold back from shooting, but the guards who were also armed with guns were not. Because just in an instant, two guards were knocked to the ground by Fang Yan's close quarters, and they lost their combat effectiveness at this moment.

Seeing that the guards were not opponents of dialects in hand-to-hand combat, a certain gunner couldn't help but be ruthless in his heart, not caring that he might accidentally injure his companions, so he directly raised his submachine gun with red eyes and fired at Fang Yan.

Da-da-da, da-da-da,

The area where the dialect was just now was suddenly overturned!

Fortunately, the gunman had not completely lost his mind, and the target of the attack was still on Fang Yan, and only a few stray bullets accidentally landed on his companion by accident, but they did not cause much damage.

It's just that before the gunman could breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, a scene that suddenly appeared in front of him made his and the other gunman's faces turn blue in an instant!

Because, at some point, the dialect bypassed the defense lines of the gunmen and suddenly appeared behind Frank Lucas. At this moment, Fang Yan was gently putting a hand on Frank Lucas's shoulder, smiling at the people in front of him!

There was silence in the room.

Although the dialect did not say anything, everyone who had seen his combat power before had no doubt that his seemingly delicate palm could break Frank Lucas's neck in an instant!

After a while, it was Frank Lucas who was the first to recover.

"Young man," Frank Lucas began, "whoever sent you, I am willing to pay more than twice what you can get in exchange for my life, what do you think?" ”

This new gangster does have an extraordinary mind, and in this situation, he can still suppress the panic and anger in his heart, and speak in a relatively flat tone and dialect.

The corners of Fang Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't reply to Frank Lucas's words directly, but said lightly: "Let your people put down their weapons first, and then squat in the corner with their heads in their hands!" ”

Frank Lucas frowned, instinctively wanting to say something, but the moment he spoke, he understood his current situation, and the words blurted out couldn't help but turn into a sigh.

"Do as this gentleman says!"

(To be continued.) )