Outside, there was a loud "bang".

And the "click" sound in the room is not inferior in the slightest.

At the same time, it was accompanied by Tang De's unrestrained reprimand.

"Don't be weak in your legs! Stand! Don't look like an eighty-year-old with dementia! Don't you have bones! ”

"Ass! Push your ass back! Chest up! Hands on your knees! FXXK！ Don't bow over like a slug! ”

"Lie down! Look at your waist fat! It's almost enough for a block to squeeze oil! ”

"Shut up, don't cry! This is not your father's grave! ”

"What about the arrogance just now! Make it out! Don't fucking look like a pathetic bitch! ”

"Emotes! Give me a frightened look and lift the stick outward! It's like someone is shooting at you! ”

"Bang!" Gunshots rang out outside the house at the right time.

Ashara finally couldn't help but scream! vented all the grievances in his heart.

"That's right! That's it! But Tang De filmed her with a fanatical face, and then continued to direct her to shoot.

The old K next to him looked at Fez, who had outstanding marksmanship downstairs, and then looked at Tang De, whose mouth was more powerful than a gun upstairs, and opened his mouth silently.

There's a shootout crackling downstairs, man!

Why are you still excited to engage in art!

Have you figured out the situation?

Even if you're not afraid of the gang gunmen downstairs, what if Boss Fez's finds out and kills you?

Are photographers such scary guys? Wouldn't the war photographer have to shoot at the enemy with an AK in one hand?

If you don't have a battlefield, make your own!

For the first time, Lao K, whose ears were filled with all kinds of FXXK and SHXT, felt that the words of scolding could be enriched to this extent, and he even wanted to learn it a little.

When the gunfire downstairs had subsided, Fez had taken his younger brothers upstairs, intending to leave with Ashala. Suddenly, I found that my woman was sitting on a chair, with a helpless expression, as if she had been played with.

Donde, on the other hand, was looking at his photographs, excited about his creativity.

Only Old K, who walked up to Fez, briefly explained the situation.

"You're really not kidding?" After listening to this, Fez felt that there was something wrong with the nerves of this guy Donde!

Where someone encounters a shootout and does not hide, but will complete the shooting with great interest!

And his attitude towards his own woman was also unacceptable to Fez, he walked quickly to Donde, and just wanted to reach out and grab his lapel.

As a result, Tang De handed over the camera in the next second.

"What?" Fez's face was confused, looking at Tang De's confident expression, a little confused.

"Look at the photos."

"......" Fez took the camera speechlessly and looked at Ashara's picture with the help of Donde.

However, the more I looked at him, the more hot I felt, his throat kept swallowing, and his saliva was a little insufficient.

Because in Donde's photo, Ashara is wearing underwear, exposing a large area of skin, squeezing her chest with her arms, showing temptation in the light.

And she was lying on the ground holding a T-shaped light stick, with a pitiful expression, like a little animal that had been bullied.

Flipping down, Fez saw Ashara's frightened face and tense resistance, as if she was fighting against some intruding stranger. It's just that she was drenched in sweat and looked extremely weak under the light.

Just looking at these photos, Fez has already substituted for them, as if the person outside the picture is him.

His breathing grew heavier, and he looked at Ashara, who was now lying weak in the chair, and swallowed and foamed.

Tang De saw his thoughts, and said with a mysterious smile on his face: "Fez, what do you think of these photos?" ”

"Great, great."

After a tense shootout, he just wants to vent his desires.

"Then I'll leave first, and I'll let Slow give it to you when I finish the photos." Tang De took advantage of the situation to get back his camera and walked out of the room under the attention of the younger brothers.

"Okay." Fez nodded and ignored him.

Old K didn't expect Tang De to be beaten, he and the other brothers just now teased how many punches Fez was going to beat him!

As a result, now Fez didn't even embarrass him at all?

Old K looked at Fez, and saw that he was waving his hand to get the others out of the room, and looking at the way he was panting, everyone seemed to know what he wanted to do.

So they retreated downstairs one by one, waiting for the boss to finish leaving.

"Here's one."

Tang De stood next to Lao K and asked for a cigarette for himself, and after experiencing the threat of a shootout, he also needed to vent now.

Lao K obediently handed over the cigarette, and when he saw Tang De lowering his head, he picked up the lighter and subconsciously wanted to light it for him, but he refused.

"Use that." Tang De motioned to Lao K with his eyes to take the gun on his waist to ignite, which suddenly made Lao K a little dazed.

"This?" He raised his eyebrows, as if to ask Don again if he had really made a decision.

"That's right."

Old K took out the black pistol from his waist, slowly moved the muzzle of the gun to the cigarette while Tang De waited, and then pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" In the sound of a realistic gunshot, a flame was immediately ignited from the muzzle of the gun.

Obviously, this is not a real gun, but a lighter.

"How do you know?" Old K's gun has always been used for pretense, and no one knows about it except for a few good brothers in the gang.

But Tang De didn't answer, just tugged at the corners of his mouth without smiling, and then looked up at the passers-by who fled in panic after the shootout on the street and the corpses with blood flowing on the ground.

His eyes were calm and indifferent, as if the shootout had nothing to do with him, or that he didn't feel the slightest compassion for life at all, and this calm attitude was even ashamed of the veteran K after seeing it.

Not to mention that he even had the leisure to spit out a few smoke rings, allowing them to form and dissipate in the air.

Lao K swallowed and spitted, and felt an oppressive force enveloping him from this cold-blooded guy, making him dare not speak.

Until Tang De extinguished the cigarette with his fingers and asked him, "Aren't you afraid that the police will come to arrest you?" ”

"I'm afraid, but the police usually arrive after twenty minutes, you know, this is the black neighborhood." Lao K answered truthfully, watching the sporadic sparks burst out and disappear at Tang De's fingertips, and he was even more nervous for some reason.

The last one who put him under such a lot of psychological pressure was the boss of the largest gang in the Southern District, who killed three people directly at the meeting that day without blinking his eyes.

"Understood." Don nodded, implying that Fez's sprint time must be shorter than twenty minutes.

Seeing that it was not the first time they had encountered such a situation, Tang De did not continue to ask, smoked a cigarette and put away the camera, waved goodbye to Lao K, and walked out of the door by himself as leisurely as a leisurely walk through the blood.

Old K looked at each other with the other gang brothers behind him, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a ruthless person." ”

It's just that where they couldn't see, Tang De was already leaning against the wall with his feet limp.

He hid himself in the crevices, and from time to time he poked his head out to see if anyone was following him.

I'm afraid that a gunman will suddenly shoot myself through in the next second, it's not worth it.

“FXXK！ Shit! blacks! Tang De scolded a few words in a low voice before he eliminated the anger in his heart. He decided never to set foot in this dangerous place again, and if Raymond and Bardeman wanted to find him, they would have to be on their own turf!

After waiting for a while, Tang De felt the sensation in his legs, hurriedly regained his footing, and then walked quickly to his car.

Get in the car, light the light, and drive away.

The whole process was done in one go, and it didn't even take half a minute.