"You bastard, you are a scumbag. You can say such things that go against your conscience. Qianqian is really blind, falling in love with such a heartless and cold-blooded thing like you." The scarred man was obviously cut off by Yan Sirie's heartless words.

Enraged, he stared at Yan Sirie fiercely and took out his pistol. At the same time, Yan Sirie also took out his gun, and the two confronted each other.

"Your gun is definitely not faster than mine. You have seen how powerful I am." Yan Sirie looked at the scarred man with cold eyes.

"Okay, I know you are good. You are a master of guns. You are so awesome." The scarred man's face was gloomy and his eyebrows were twitching.

"Are you the God of Guns? Then let's see who is faster, you or me." The short-haired man took Ye Xun'er a step forward and pulled the trigger.

"Abu, don't act recklessly. If you have the guts, come after me. Didn't you say that what you hate most is taking women as hostages? What are you doing now? Who are you to bully women?" Yan

Si Lie's expression darkened, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Haha." Abu suddenly burst out laughing wildly, looking at Yan Slie with a hint of awe in his eyes, "But taking your leader Yan's woman as a hostage gives me a sense of accomplishment. Ah, you're not

Are you not afraid of anything? What, do you know how to be afraid now? Tell me, if I blow her head off with this shot, will such a beautiful woman's brains burst and she will die miserably?"

As he spoke, Abu grabbed Ye Xun'er's hair, his eyes vicious and cruel: "Little girl, are you afraid?"

Ye Xun'er gritted her teeth without any fear.

She has already died once, and death is nothing to her.

But now, she is not the dead Lu Kexin, but the living Ye Xun'er. She has to save her life, and she cannot harm Ye Xun'er.

"Abu, don't mess with me." Yan Sirie yelled angrily.

"You have no fucking right to order me." Abu glared at him, "If you want your woman to live a few more minutes, just listen to us."

"What exactly do you want?" Yan Sirie gritted his teeth, his face solemn and solemn.

"It's very simple, let the boss come out." Abu held his head high.

"I don't have the power, and it's impossible to let him out again." Yan Slie bluntly refused.

"You fart, with your status today, it's not easy to get someone out of it." Abu snorted.

"He is a first-level criminal and is under special custody. Even I don't know where he is being held. How can I get him out for you?" Yan Sirie's face was cold and his tone was cold and cold.

"Are you fucking kidding me? Okay, if you don't know, I will kill your woman right now." Abu's face looked a little ferocious, and the hand holding the gun began to tremble.

"Don't be impulsive." Yan Slie stopped him loudly, "Although I don't know where he is being held, I can try to find out."

"You want to play tricks, don't you?" Scar Man followed, "Do you think we will fall for your trick? I don't believe it, you don't know where the boss is being held. Yan Slie, we are desperadoes, what?

You’re not afraid. But what about your woman? She’s so young and beautiful, are you willing to let her die like this?”

"At this point, do I need to lie to you?" Yan Slie smiled bitterly, "If you kill her, you will never know where he is. He will be executed in March next year.
Chapter completed!