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Chapter 920

But if it is a problem, I am not afraid of coming to the door. Although the other party's Red Flag convoy is still coming in full force, Ye Lingtian and the others do not care about it or take it seriously.

Jiang Zhantian's shooting did not alarm the three of them. They were not afraid of each other's attacks for absolute reasons.

At this moment, more than a dozen men were leaning towards Jiang Zhantian with murderous aura, but their running steps soon stopped again. The muzzle raised by Jiang Zhantian and the contempt in their eyes made them solemn.

"Take him down!"

The tall woman shouted, "I don't believe he dares to shoot."

She looked at the two broken circles in the car ahead and a touch of unconcealed anger appeared in her eyes.

Although she has just arrived, she is at the foot of the emperor. How dare this kid shoot randomly?

And it is a fleet with a regular license plate in Tiandu!

Jiang Zhantian glanced at the tall woman, from the aesthetic point of view of the Eastern people.

This woman can be said to be quite beautiful, especially the breasts on her chest are almost cracked, which is the best interpretation of the four words "surging and surging", but in terms of temperament, she is closer to neutrality.

Man-mother, this is Jiang Zhantian’s definition of her.

These words made more than a dozen men suddenly increase their speed, and Jiang Zhantian sneered at the corner of his mouth.

The shiny pistol turned around in the palm of his palm, and then the black muzzle pointed directly at the strong man who rushed up. These strong men who rushed up once again made the tall woman stop angrily.

"A bunch of fools!"

Jiang Zhantian sneered and pulled the strike without hesitation, "Bang!!~~"

The gunshots were like thunder, and the lingering sounds lingering, and the smoke coming to the face made every man feel like he was slapped on the face.

My body subconsciously leaned back, and my face turned pale even though it was solemn.

A clearly visible groove appeared on the side of the man's head at the front, like a shallow groove plowed out of the black fertile soil.

The dark red blood rolled down his head like a cheerful stream. He groaned and shook his body and retreated three or four steps back.

Everyone was stunned, and they all seemed to have been immersed in the art of immobilizing.

In the blurred light and shadow, a bunch of hair with a burnt smell fell from the air, and the whole audience couldn't help but fall into dead silence.

If Jiang Zhantian just fired a gun to block the Hongqi car, he was bold and arrogant, but the shot that hurt people now is ignorant of life and death, completely subverting ordinary people's cognition.

"Who takes another step forward?"

Jiang Zhantian waved his gun: "Don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Okay, I dare to shoot in the downtown city of Tiandu."

The tall woman who was swept away with face became furious after a little stunned. Jiang Zhantian, who was standing with a gun, shouted: "Boy, you really don't know how to live or die!"

Then she shouted sternly to more than ten men: "He has a gun, don't you have a gun?"
Chapter completed!
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