Larry snorted, grabbed a handful of diamonds from the bag and threw them at the fat man's face.

"You!" A young man was furious and stepped forward.

"Don't move." The fat man stretched out his hand to stop the young man, picked up a diamond that had fallen on his trousers, took out a magnifying glass from his trouser pocket and looked at it, and said, "Yes, it's true." ”

"Can I let them go!?" Larry shouted.

"Of course, you'll have to bring the stuff first." The fat man said and spread his hands.

"You let her leave first, I'll stay here!"

The fat man hesitated slightly, smiled and said, "Okay." He waved his hand.

The tape on Ral's face was taken off, and he hurriedly shouted, "Brother, don't listen to them!" You go quickly!! ”

A young man raised his palm and slapped Lal in the face and said, "Shut up! ”

"Let her go!!" Larry yelled again.

"Put." The fat man said, saying that a group of people had surrounded Larry, and if it weren't for the gun in Larry's hand, these people would have been on it a long time ago.

Ral looked at Larry crying and said, "Brother, please don't do anything stupid." ”

"Get out, get out!" Larry shouted.

Ral covered his mouth and cried and walked out quickly.

"Can you bring it?" The fat man said.

"Take your mother!" As he spoke, Larry shot the young man in front of him in the chest, and fired several shots in succession, and the fat man was also holding his head for a while.

"I know that your grandson doesn't keep his word." The fat man shouted, picked up the walkie-talkie, and said, "Bring that woman down for me again!" ”

Larry was furious when he heard this, and rushed to the first floor regardless of the scattered crowd around him.

"Let her go." Larry pointed a gun at a pigtailed man who was pulling one of Ral's arms.

"Zhao Yan, keep an eye on her." The voice of a fat man sounded behind him.

"Don't!" Lal shouted.

Zhao Yan suddenly pulled out the gun and drove it towards Larry's shoulder, Larry heard the sound, his tense body also tightened with the sound of the gun, and the gun in his hand almost simultaneously followed Zhao Yan's gun, and the shaking made the bullet that was originally aimed at Zhao Yan's chest hit Zhao Yan's arm.

The bullet grazed Larry's shoulder and hit a young man behind him who was holding a steel pipe and wanted to attack him, and Zhao Yan pushed Lar away and took a few steps back.

"Let's go." Zhao Yan made a mouth shape, and Larry understood, and rushed out by taking Lar's hand.

"What about people, what about people!?" The fat man walked up, and when he heard the gunshot, he and the young people around him subconsciously crawled on the ground, and only when there was no sound did everyone rush forward.

"Ran away." Zhao Yan covered his bloody arm and said, and then added: "Don't chase it yet!" ”

The fat man was stunned, turned to the young people and shouted: "Chase, look what Lao Tzu is doing, there are flowers on his face!" ”

The young men bowed their heads and said "yes" and hurried towards the door.

"Zhao Yan, are you okay?" The fat man gasped angrily, then took a breath and looked at Zhao Yan who was sitting on the ground and asked.

Zhao Yan looked up at the fat man, beads of sweat in his hair dripping on the bridge of his nose, but he squeezed out a smile and said, "Come on a cigarette." ”

"you!" The fat man cursed angrily, but still walked towards Zhao Yan, and at the same time took out a box of cigarettes from his arms, opened his mouth and took one in his mouth, and shook out another one for Zhao Yan to drip in front of his mouth.

The dim mall lit up with a ray of fire, and then fell into darkness again.

"Ahem!" Hearing a cough, the fat man was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and quickly turned his head to look. And Zhao Yan, who was sitting in front of him, trembled, and turned his head to look at his trembling head. It was the young man he had been shot in the shoulder before, and he got up and coughed vigorously.

"Grass! Scare Lao Tzu, what are you doing here? ”

The young man raised his head to look at the fat man, then turned his head to look at Zhao Yan, his face changed instantly, and he shook his hand again and again: "I don't know, I don't know anything!" ”

When Zhao Yan heard the words, his eyes flashed with a fierce color, and the fat man in front of him looked at Zhao Yan in confusion, and then looked at the young man and said, "Xiao Qi, what kind of wind are you smoking!?" While speaking, he didn't know that Zhao Yan behind him had already begun to touch the handle of the gun on his waist with one hand.

Xiao Qi looked stunned, looking at Zhao Yan, who was hiding in the dark like a wolf behind the fat man, taking out his pistol unabashedly, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, I accidentally fell on the ground and fainted just now, and I had a nightmare." As he spoke, he moved two steps towards the entrance of the mall, trying to keep the fat man in front of him between the two of them.

"Damn, what a fuss, there's another time I'll see Lao Tzu suck you to death." After the fat man finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhao Yan, Zhao Yan's expression changed, and his thumb pretended to stroke the body of the gun in his hand.

"Let's go, things are messed up, I don't know if the boss will be angry."

Zhao Yan smiled, put the pistol back on his waist, got up and said, "Let's go." ”

Xiao Qi looked at the two who got up with a panicked face, and silently followed behind the two.

The fat man walked out of the mall first, leaving only the two of them in the dark mall, Zhao Yan suddenly stopped and looked back at Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi's heart "chuckled", stopped and slowly retreated.

Zhao Yan's cold eyes stared at him for a long time, until the fat man's voice sounded outside, "Zhao Yan, hurry up, what's the ink!" ”

Zhao Yan snorted, turned his head and continued walking.

Zhao Yan and the fat man walked into a room side by side, and as soon as they pushed the door open, they saw that strong lights suddenly lit up in front of them, and they couldn't open their eyes.

An old man with gray hair sat in a wheelchair, and beside him stood a crowd of young people dressed in various clothes, one of them holding a flashlight and looking at the fat man who walked in with Zhao Yan with a playful face.

"What's going on?"

"I'm sorry.. Top dog. The fat man said tremblingly.

The white-haired old man sighed, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, we don't have many people, Xiao Zhou, if they are caught, we will be in trouble..." Call them back. ”

"Yes." The fat man exhaled and said as if in amnesty.

The white-haired old man snorted, turned his head to look behind him, and asked, "How is Chen Hong's side?" ”

A man with a red cockscomb head hurriedly bent down and said: "Chen Hong said, don't say that he has to ask his superiors for permission, a person's certificate is not a death certificate at all, as long as he doesn't admit it, he can't find anything else." ”

The white-haired old man closed his eyes and nodded, "That's good.."

"Boss, boss!!"

"Who's yelling outside!" The white-haired old man frowned, and Zhao Yan's brows also furrowed.