"I'm just going to do something."

Zhang San didn't say what he was going to do, Sophia turned her head to look at him and then turned around again.

It was getting dark.

The taxi pulled off the road into the city and stopped in front of a large hotel.

A man and a woman both got out of the car, and the discerning parking attendant next to him immediately stepped forward and took the car keys from Sophia's hand.

"Hello."

The beautiful woman at the front desk of the hotel smiled and looked up at Zhang San who came and Sophia who followed him.

"One room."

"Yes sir."

Hearing that he had only opened one room, Sophia thought to herself that this man was really frugal.

In the elevator, Zhang San suddenly asked her: "Aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to hey you?" ”

Sophia clenched her right hand raised her fist at him and said, "Don't look at your size, I'm not afraid of you." ”

"Really?"

"Of course! I go to the gym and practice sanda a lot! ”

Looking at her slightly muscular appearance, Zhang San smiled and nodded in agreement:

"Ah yes, as long as you lock me up with a deadly scissor kick, I'll just fall to the ground and surrender."

"It was better to do so!"

Bite.

The two walked into the room talking all the way, and it took a long time for Zhang San to come out of it.

After leaving the hotel, he followed the navigation on his mobile phone to the front of a large nightclub on the street.

"Sorry, it's full."

The two black security guards at the door stopped him, although Zhang San looked quite burly, but the other party was not a vegetable pole.

One of the strong men, who was nearly two meters tall, saw that he took out the money and was about to bribe him, so he directly knocked the money to the ground.

"Excuse me sir, it's full."

The strong man showed him the pistol hidden under his clothes, and spoke in a serious tone.

"Ugh..."

Sighing, Zhang San left the few banknotes that fell on the ground and turned to leave.

After about two minutes, an oversized keyboard appeared in front of the nightclub with a strange submachine gun in his black ball-like hand.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

After several gunshots, the two security guards at the door fell to the ground before they could even draw their guns, and their heads were like bursting watermelons.

It's a little crippled, but it's not perfect.

The gunfire outside the nightclub made several people playing inside nervous, and the bodyguards around them all pulled out their guns and aimed them at the door.

However, under the watchful eyes of a group of people, it was not the enemy who came in from outside the door, but a few flashbangs thrown in by the enemy!

Bang bang bang!

The continuous explosion of flashbangs caused a group of bodyguards to temporarily lose their sight, and the screeching sound in their ears also made them lose access to information.

However, these people did not panic, and the powerful firepower in their hands was vented at the same time in the direction they had been aiming at before.

Click! Click!

The door of the nightclub was honeycombed by the bullets they fired, but the enemy was nowhere to be seen.

As they swapped magazines one by one, an incredible thing appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Keyboard?!"

Special-----------!

The rapid gunfire rang out, and in just an instant, a group of people died, leaving only two middle-aged men hiding behind a table with a pistol.

"If you don't want to die, cooperate with it."

Zhang San, disguised as a keyboard, kicked away the obstructive table with a kick in his hand, and then used the muzzle of a gun to slam the two of them into a single room.

"We'll give you whatever you want! As long as you can let us go!! ”

In the face of this monster-like thing, they were already frightened.

Who knows if this keyboard with four legs and legs is alien!!

Also, why haven't those damn cops come yet!

"I heard from a friend that you have a relationship with that penguin?"

"Yes!" "It's not!"

Hehe...

He pointed his gun at the middle-aged man who said no, and this person didn't seem to be very cooperative.

"I'm sorry!! I didn't hear it clearly behind my ears! Yes! We did work with him! ”

The men who are eye-to-eye with the muzzle of the gun are almost scared to pee, they used to be happy when they pointed the muzzle at others, but I didn't expect to change sides today...

"I've heard from a friend that you have some good stuff in your warehouse right now, right?"

The two looked up slightly at the translucent black keyboard, and saw that they couldn't find each other's faces, so they lowered their heads again and said, "Yes..."

Keyboard and make friends!?

Fucking keyboard friends can't be mice, right?!

Damn it!

What about the cops!

Damn it!

In their hearts, they scolded the policemen who liked to find fault in the city the most, but did not come to find fault at this time.

"Take me to see it."

Hearing this, the two of them finally knew what this keyboard was for.

Its target is that pile of munitions!

"This... Mr. Keyboard? ”

"Huh?"

I saw that the middle-aged man who said yes before stood up and said in a flattering tone: "That pile of munitions is in the warehouse of the port, and I will drive you there?" ”

Zhang San looked at him and didn't speak, but just aimed at the other person's muzzle, but moved to his head.

Boom...

The slightly bald middle-aged man was instantly swept over by a chill, and he trembled and begged for mercy: "Mr. Keyboard, don't kill me...."

Boom!

A flowering corpse fell, and some of the red and white things that splattered fell into the mouth of the man next to him, gasping for breath in panic.

Ahem, ahem...!

The man, whose face was whitened with fright, hurriedly spit out the fishy substance in his mouth.

"What's your name?"

"Raphael..."

"Why did you come up with a turtle name?"

"Huh...?"

Raphael didn't dare to ask why the name was a turtle with a white face, his mother was obviously based on Raphael Sansi, a famous Italian painter...

"Raphael, I don't like liars very much, do you understand?"

The translucent black keyboard kicked the corpse that fell to the ground, and Raphael nodded hurriedly:

"I'm honest! Mr! It's just a bit of a back-of-the-ear! ”

As he spoke, he took out a key from the corpse, then stood up tremblingly and said to the large keyboard in front of him:

"Sir... The pile of munitions is in the basement, and I'll take you there. ”

"Hmm."

A terrified Raphael walked ahead, following him with a large keyboard with a gun in one hand.

They crossed the hall strewn with corpses and headed to the secret door that led to the basement of the nightclub.

This rather strange scene in the hall was secretly seen by the coolly dressed girls hiding in the backstage of the nightclub.

The city's big gangster brothers, Raphael and Michelangelo, were the only ones who walked out of the single room alive...

And Raphael, who survived, is no longer the unfazed appearance he used to have, no matter what he encountered, and now he looks like a frightened fawn!