Meng Chuan'er felt like she was filming a Hollywood blockbuster when she walked down the street with more than a dozen black suits and black sunglasses, and pedestrians on the road looked sideways, and a few foreign women avoided when they saw this.

She and Yu Xiaoshan have not been good children since they were children, smoking, drinking, burning their heads and fighting in groups, and in that era, it was still popular to play old boys, and I felt that being a gang boss was the most awesome thing.

When the tone of the friendship years comes together, you can think of Chen Haonan's long flowing hair, hiding in the video hall at a young age and yearning for the sword and sword shadow of the rivers and lakes.

Later, when I grew up, I had more and more contact with the society, and after knowing how to respect life and revere life, I realized that this is not enviable at all, and it is the most rare to be able to talk with kindness, work peacefully, and be happy with my family.

Not in a certain environment, you simply can't experience the sense of security and superiority of being a Chinese, you don't have to worry about guns going off, and there are no organized gangs. In the summer, you can eat barbecue food stalls on the street with your friends, and you don't have to worry too much about what time you eat, which is unthinkable in some countries.

There was a case in the Goddess Country, where a foreign old man went to visit his daughter in the Goddess Country and was shot dead when he went out to take out the garbage in the morning. Later, the suspect said that he was dissatisfied with society and shot casually for fun.

A human life, just like this, was cut off in a foreign country, and became a victim of an inexplicable foolish and perverted amusement. And the arms dealers of the Goddess Kingdom will contribute high taxes every year, so that no matter which leader comes to power, the arms dealers have no choice.

Therefore, the iron lock is a particularly hateful talent, using the identity of a compatriot to calculate and deceive, bouncing back and forth on the edge of legality and illegality, this kind of person is not suitable for the law of the goddess country, and is more suitable for China.

But it's too difficult to bring him back, anyway, this belongs to the source of Xiaoshan's entire trap, so let her vent her evil anger.

Song Duxin sent Lin Hanchuan to Meng Chuan'er, which was actually a unique time. Except for Li Wangchuan's time, Zhen Yidao and Lin Hanchuan were inseparable from Song Duxin.

Of course, Meng Chuan'er was completely unaware of this particularity, and Lin Hanchuan also wondered if the iron lock was such a thing, and the old man had to send him in person, and he was too ...... to this woman he met for the first time What's the matter?

The restaurant, which often has iron locks, is closed before noon, with chairs stacked on top of each other and red tablecloths on top of each other, and when you enter the hall, you can hear the sound of mahjong playing in one of the rooms inside.

When Lin Hanchuan and his party followed the sound, they just in time for a chubby, drooping goods to come out to the bathroom.

As soon as he came out, he saw more than a dozen people led by a woman walking in, and instantly his eyes were round and pointed at Meng Chuan'er: "Hey, ...... you?"

The disciple of the Asian Youth Club shook the gun in his hand, Lin Hanchuan grabbed him by the neck and pulled him to Meng Chuan'er's side, Meng Chuan'er was close to his face, sneered and made a "shhh" gesture with his fingers, and the other party was immediately silent and motionless.

She approached him, helped him straighten the collar of his coat and whispered word by word: "You can only shake your head or nod your head when I say anything, otherwise I will kill you, do you hear?"

This sentence is so gentle that it is a little infiltrating, Lin Hanchuan can immediately sense the terrible aura on this woman, the sense of oppression and authority makes people hear the threat in her words, if she doesn't do what she says, he especially believes that she can do anything.

This feeling is too similar to their old man, who came out to the toilet and nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Meng Chuan'er smiled with satisfaction: "Good ~ How many of you are playing cards?"

He nodded, and then shook his head again - Meng Chuan'er himself only nodded or shook his head, and he didn't dare to say anything else, so he stretched out four fingers and looked at Meng Chuan'er in horror.

She stroked his head like a puppy: "Is there a gun?"

The fool shook his head into a rattle.

Meng Chuan'er lifted his chin and forced him to meet his eyes: "Is the iron lock inside?"

The Kabakaba looked at him and nodded.

Meng Kuan'er let go of his jaw and raised his hand to signal the disciples behind him who were still holding guns at people, and asked them to put away their guns. Several men lowered their guns in unison. Lin Hanchuan was stunned: I haven't given the order yet, this woman really has the momentum of rebellion.

"Good,. Meng Chuan'er pushed the fool.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly walked out and almost tripped over himself, Meng Chuan'er then gently pushed open the door and quickly shouted: "Iron lock!"

This trick was learned from her father, who said that sometimes the prisoner is not very recognizable, but people have the inertia to react to their own name or long-term nickname, and if he is not prepared for you to shout loudly quickly, the instinctive reaction is to agree.

"Iron lock!" shouted over, and the man in the room was stunned, and saw a group of people rushing in and pointed outside: "He's gone to the bathroom." ”

"Damn, this grandson!" said and ran out of the door, Lin Hanchuan roared: "Arrest him for me!"

As soon as Meng Kuan'er went out with her front foot, the two disciples of the Asian Youth Club who had not yet entered the house caught the iron lock that had just run to the staircase with lightning speed, and one of the buddies was a big-eared thunderbolt with a backhand.

The iron lock was beaten and turned around, and he shook his head twice and shouted: "Who are you? Who are you mixed in? Who in Han Street doesn't know my iron lock......

The three iron lock players in the room had already been controlled and raised their hands above their heads, Meng Chuan'er didn't wait for the bragging of this thing, and directly stuffed the electric baton into his mouth and suddenly burst out, when the terrifying "thunderbolt beat" sound only rang in his mouth for a round, the iron lock knelt directly......

It was a physical kneeling, not a psychological one, of course, it was estimated that he had no heart in his heart to calculate whether to kneel or not, and he collapsed on the spot, his eyes rolled white, and it was obvious that he was temporarily incapacitated.

The two men from the Asian Youth Club next to him trembled a little and looked at each other: Fuck this woman's hand is too fast and too ruthless, fortunately, the electric baton in her hand is not a gun, otherwise this iron lock is estimated to have just farted without even rolling her eyes.

"The hard brothers stripped me of his clothes. ”

Song Duxin confessed that in the past two hours, as long as no one lives or gets disabled, Meng Chuan'er will toss casually, so someone will come over to pick up the clothes immediately after this greeting: "Is this thing picking?"

"Grill, I'll take good care of him and let him flutter for a while. A few people from the Asian Youth Club next to him couldn't help but be happy, and Lin Hanchuan helplessly summed up the most poisonous woman's heart, which was really not bad at all.

After taking off his clothes, a pile of white fat with an iron lock of two hundred pounds of white flesh collapsed on the ground, and he also reacted from the blow just now and was able to speak: "Sister, sister, how can my brother offend you, can't I change it? I beg you not to call me!!"

The electric baton slammed his foot again, and the thing almost did a backflip.

"Who the is your sister, I'm your ancestor!"