Mr. Zhang San had a calm face and was so gloomy that he could cover the entire villa.
The whole audience gave up a way out.
"Third Master!"
"Third Master!"
I have never been so angry for many years.
The two sons were captured by each other and used to threaten themselves.
"That group of people is sure they are there?"
The cold tone was like the biting coldness in the cold winter, hitting the soul.
"At! Third Master, we always pay attention to them. Even if they have great abilities, they can't escape."
"Okay! Go!"
The gangsters moved forward with guns.
Before taking the second step, the door to the house was opened.
"Cruff!"
A figure was thrown out from inside.
He fell heavily at the door, raising a burst of dust.
"Click!"
"Click!"
All the guns were aimed at the people coming out of the door.
This person is Meng Long.
And the person who was thrown to the ground was Zhang Ke.
Because Zhang Ke's face was bloody and bloody, I really couldn't tell who it was at first glance?
Master Zhang San stared at the people on the ground.
Suddenly.
He recognized it.
That person was his eldest son, Zhang Ke.
"Boom!"
Even if you are well prepared.
But I saw my son being abused like this.
The powder keg in Zhang Sanye’s heart was ignited all of a sudden.
"Kill them!"
The gangsters raised their guns one after another, trying to pull the trigger.
However.
Before they could pull the trigger.
More than a dozen knives and forks flew out of the room at once.
In a moment.
A dozen or so bastards fell to the ground and howled.
The gangsters were stiff and didn't dare to shoot.
"Bastard! What are you afraid of? Shoot!" Jin Xiong yelled.
"Swish!"
Suddenly, twenty more knives and forks flew out of the house.
The gangster in front of him fell down without any surprise.
Master Zhang's eyes could almost spit out fire.
With a few knives and forks, I blocked my own people outside the door.
"Go to the house, I don't believe they still have endless knife and fork!"
"That's right! We still have it!"
At this time.
The remaining special guards all came out.
Everyone is playing with knife and fork in their hands.
Moreover, there was no sign of fear on their faces.
Even all excited.
Mr. Zhang San's heart sank after seeing them.
Only four people ran away just now.
Why are there so many more now?
It seems that everyone is not easy to mess with.
Moreover, there is another one that has not appeared, that is Meng Hu.
Is there a large number of people inside?
"Master Zhang San, are you sure you want to shoot? Don't you know that your two sons are in our hands?"
At this time, Meng Hu carried Zhang Yi and dragged it out from it.
"Woooooo!"
Zhang Yi was thrown to the ground. When he saw his father, he shouted loudly, but unfortunately no one could hear it.
His mouth was still stuffed with towels.
"son!"
"Yi'er, how are you?"
"asshole!"
Mr. Zhang glared at Meng Hu and cursed, wishing he could rush over to see his two sons.
But, he dared not!
He brought two hundred people with him, and everyone was holding a gun.
However, facing the twelve people in front of you.
There seemed to be a sense of powerlessness in my heart.
Don't dare to take a step forward.
"What do you... want!" Mr. Zhang San bit his silver teeth and said hatefully.
"I don't want to do anything, it's just that you offended someone you shouldn't have offended!"
Meng Long played with the desert eagle in his hand, "So, it must be punished!"
"Click!"
"Bang!"
A shot hit Zhang Yi in the thigh.
Everyone was stunned.
“Buzz!”
Zhang Yi's eardrums shook and his head buzzed.
In an instant, a huge pain came.
To be continued...