The cold that has plagued most of the month ends today with the most hanging bottles. Two shifts will be resumed from tomorrow.

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The glasses man's name is Pingjiang Ichiro, since following Chen Ping'an, Jiang Pingichiro changed his name to Jiang Lepei, and is responsible for supervising the production and supply of drugs and products for the Fuming Group in Southeast Asia.

As he shouted, hundreds of men in suits brandished Japanese swords and surrounded Wang Zhuo and Duobao in the middle.

Jiang Lepei put the two disposable restraint belts and plastic handcuffs in front of Wang Zhuo and said, "Put them on yourself." ”

Wang Zhuo picked up the plastic handcuffs, his hands were slightly forced, the handcuffs were pulled into two sections, and he smiled slightly: "It's not very strong, it's a copycat, right?"

Jiang Lepei didn't say a word, took out a revolver from his arms, pushed away his little brother and walked forward quickly, aiming at Wang Zhuo, and his finger had already pulled the trigger.

"Smack!"

The gunshots rang out, and they were instantly covered by the fireworks in Tokyo, and the homeless people who had been watching the excitement in the back slowly retreated, until the entire park was left with the underworld and Wang Zhuoduobao.

Jiang Lepei was extremely confident in his marksmanship, he didn't look at it after the gun rang out, and turned around to leave.

But as soon as he walked two steps away, he found that the little brothers around him were roaring angrily.

Turning his head, Jiang Lepei's eyes narrowed into a line.

I saw that there was a man in a suit in front of Wang Zhuo, who had just hit him in the thigh with a bullet, and was holding his leg and screaming.

Jiang Lepei sneered and said to Wang Zhuo: "The skill is good, but what's the use?" said and pointed to his head and said, "I have always believed that this is the most powerful weapon of mankind." ”

Before he finished speaking, a bone sword flew past Jiang Lepei's face, and the cold aura emitted by the bone sword actually cut a bloody mark on his face like an entity.

"Whew!"

Jiang Lepei's brain went blank in an instant, his neck turned around stiffly, and he saw the little brother behind him holding his knees, and a dagger-long bone sword pierced into it, and most of the sword body came out of the blur of flesh and blood.

This is just the beginning, Jiang Lepei only heard the sound of the wind, as if at the same time, hundreds of younger brothers' knees were all inserted into the bone sword, and even the little half of the hands with guns were also inserted with bone swords, the cry of pain instantly made Jiang Lepei feel cold, Tokyo today is minus 1 degree, but he feels as if he is in a refrigerator at minus 30 degrees.

In just two or three seconds, hundreds of men in suits fell to the ground.

Wang Zhuo was barefoot, stepping on the grass where the snow in the park had not melted and making a creaking sound, walked up to Jiang Lepei, reached out and took the revolver from Jiang Lepei, who was standing and not resisting.

"Why bother? Which of those gangsters just now has anything to do with your boss?

Jiang Lepei said in a trembling voice: "Do you know who my boss is?"

"Smack!"

The left side of Jiang Lepei's face swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wang Zhuo put his arm around Jiang Lepei's shoulders and said softly, "I don't know." ”

Jiang Lepei was woken up by Wang Zhuo's slap, and the murderous heart lurking in his body returned to his body, his pupils were instantly congested, Jiang Lepei helped the gold wire glasses, and said with a hideous smile: "Do you know the Dao?" Although I know from the mouths of those gangsters, you are very capable of fighting, but neither I nor the boss expected that you also mastered some kind of flying knife skills, and there were thirteen people in the Fuming Group, holding knives to catch bullets, but they didn't catch your flying knives. You're amazing, beyond our imagination. ”

Wang Zhuo smiled: "Then how far your imagination is, let me go as far as you want? ”

"It's too late!" Jiang Lepei's left side of his face was swollen, but he pretended to be calm. "The boss of the Yamaguchi Group has been hunted down by my boss for three whole years, and almost all the middle-level cadres have been shot by the Fuming Group, what if you are invincible with flying knives? You, your woman, and your family are waiting to be shot to death by the Fuming Group!"

"Smack!"

Jiang Lepei received another slap on the left side of his face, and for a while Jiang Lepei felt that the sky was dark, and he couldn't hear any sound in his left ear except for the roar. At the same time, the huge inertia almost broke his cervical vertebrae, and Wang Zhuo slapped him lightly, causing him to have a mild concussion.

Wang Zhuo checked the revolver, a total of five rounds, and there were four rounds left after the first shot just now. Removed the remaining three bullets and threw them away, leaving only one bullet, his fingers gently flicked the runner, and before the runner stopped, Wang Zhuo closed the gun and said to Jiang Lepei: "Look at what you can, you will kill my whole family." ”

Seeing that Jiang Lepei was groggy, Wang Zhuo motioned to Duobao to throw over a bottle of beer, opened the lid of the beer, and poured it down Jiang Lepei's head.

"Tsk..." The beer flowed onto Jiang Lepei's swollen face, and he was awakened by the pain.

Wang Zhuo raised his gun, poked Jiang Lepei in the face and said, "Make a game, Russian turntable." Anyway, I also played with skinheads, and it was really nostalgic at that time. ”

After that, Wang Zhuo did not hesitate to pull the trigger.

With a click, Jiang Lepei couldn't help but close his eyes, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Like you said, do you think I'll give you a chance to kill my whole family?" Wang Zhuo pointed his gun at himself and pulled the trigger, and there was another empty sound.

The sweat on Jiang Lepei's forehead had already reached his neck, and the muzzle of the revolver was aimed at him and made a third sound in the air, making his adrenaline hormones soar, and his bladder was constricted, and he couldn't control his urge to urinate.

Wang Zhuo was silent for two seconds before he opened his mouth to show his white teeth and smiled, "You are lucky today." ”

"Click!"

Jiang Lepei hoped that Wang Zhuo would be shot in the head by himself, but the fourth time he pulled the trigger, it was still empty!

Seeing that the muzzle of the gun was aimed at him again, Jiang Lepei was afraid! The tightly closed mouth pursed slightly, and his lips began to tremble.

"Such a clever head, blind in vain. Wang Zhuo sighed lightly,

Jiang Lepei suddenly shouted: "You can't kill me! I am a Ph.D. in applied chemistry from the University of Tokyo in '06, an outstanding representative of the Ivy League school, I have thirteen properties in the world, and I can withdraw 10 million US dollars at any time! I am a smart person, if you let me go, I will never trouble you, and I will give you all the money!"

Wang Zhuo was stunned, and then said with a smile: "It turns out that your head is really powerful, okay, this game is mine." ”

Then the muzzle of the gun is aimed at his temple and the trigger is pulled!

"Smack!"

The gunpowder recoil emitted a ball of fire, sending an orange-yellow bullet roaring towards Wang Zhuo's temple!

Jiang Lepei's eyes were wide and round, and there was an incomparably ridiculous and excited mind in his heart.

This person, stupid, forced, right?!

But the next moment, Jiang Lepei took two steps back and sat directly on the ground.

I saw Wang Zhuo's two fingers, holding a brass-colored bullet that was still spinning.

Smiling at Jiang Lepei, Wang Zhuo turned around and threw the bullet directly, and the little brother who was carefully grabbing the gun and wanted to put the black gun snorted, and the gun in his hand was torn apart by the bullet.

"You're lucky, this park is full of cameras, otherwise I would have had three meals tomorrow. ”

Jiang Lepei looked up at Wang Zhuo when he heard this, and the neon light of the neon country shone on his face, showing a strange handsomeness. I just felt that what the homeless man in front of me said didn't look like bragging.

"What kind of person did I meet!" Jiang Lepei muttered to himself, letting Wang Zhuo drag him up from the ground.

Wang Zhuo said: "Take me to meet your boss, maybe he will give you the answer." ”

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