"Boy, are you hiding deep enough?" A robber did not shoot and kill the chef directly. Instead, he walked over and grabbed his collar, and carried it over and threw it on the table next to him. It suddenly hit the kitchen, and plates, tableware, and dishes were spread all over the floor. The chef was also kicked to the ground by the robber. The kitchen knife and spoon in his hand fell to the ground. The chef was almost knocked apart by the robber.

With a click, the gun bolt was loaded, and the two robbers walked over, and the black muzzle pointed at the chef, shouting in broken Chinese: "Cowards like you should not live in this world. This world is the world of strong people. Whoever has the biggest fist will have the right to decide their own destiny. I don't want to kill you at all."

Although the chef huddled on the ground was trembling all over, he did not beg for mercy. Instead, he stared at the two robbers with red eyes and grabbed the kitchen knife beside him tightly in his hand.

A robber couldn't see the expression on his face, but his words were full of sarcastic and contemptuous disdain: "Ah? Can I think you are provoking us? I can just ride on your head and pee. Do you have the courage to pick up that kitchen knife when facing my gun? Hehe, although I like accidents very much, I usually don't let accidents appear in my hands."

No one can stand this great humiliation when someone was pressed against his head with a gun. The chef could not bear the stigma of being pissed on his head. The chef was bloody and his teeth were clenched. At this time, the two robbers were facing their backs to Zhao Fanchen. The chef who was trampled under his feet happened to see Zhao Fanchen who had quietly removed the style plate on the top of the kitchen. He was afraid that he would shout out, so Zhao Fanchen immediately raised his finger and made a silent gesture, indicating that he should not have any excessive reaction.

The chef, who was already planning to fight with the robber, was so excited when he saw Zhao Fanchen! This time, he should have been saved. He tried not to let his eyes betray his heart. The other hand under him groped to find the seasoning bottle in a kitchen that was knocked to the ground. The chef immediately became calculating and grabbed the seasoning bottle of the pepper noodles tightly in his hand.

The two robbers kicked the chef with their hands and were muttering something. At this time, the chef quietly saw that Zhao Fanchen, who had already poked out from the vent at the top of the kitchen, made a gesture for him, meaning that he was about to act. At this moment, the chef suddenly threw out the pepper seasoning bottle prepared behind him. The two robbers subconsciously raised the troll in their hands and pulled the trigger directly. Bang, two gunshots, the seasoning bottle filled with pepper noodles that flew over and was directly blown up by the gun. The pepper noodles and the burst glass residue inside splashed out. Due to the close distance, the two robbers were first affected, and their eyes were blinded by the pepper noodles and glass residue that were flying out.

The two robbers screamed, their eyes were already bloody and invisible, and blood was flowing. These two people were worthy of being the ones who survived the cruel war in Africa. Even at this time, they did not throw away the guns in their hands. The chef quickly took advantage of this excellent opportunity to roll and crawl to a safe place. Not to mention that in the critical moment of death, human potential is really endless. The chef just crawled faster than he usually ran with his legs.

Now that the gun has fired, something happened in the hall. At this moment, Zhao Fanchen, who had been in the ventilation hole in the kitchen for a long time, rushed down. With a kick in the air, the two robbers were kicked out. According to the time and distance he had calculated on it, the dagger in Zhao Fanchen's hand had already flew out, and with a puff, it pierced into the throat of the robber who was struggling like a headless fly. The gun that the robber raised in his hand and wanted to shoot was finally landed on the ground.

Another robber who was kicked out by Zhao Fanchen hit the iron pot on the stove. The most important thing now is that the gun in his hand must not be allowed to fire again. Zhao Fanchen rushed over, pulled up the robber who was hit with a bloody face, and then slapped him to the ground, stepped on his shoulder, grabbed his wrist holding the gun and twisted it hard. With a click, the robber's arm was removed by Zhao Fanchen, and he pounded his head with an elbow, tilted his head, fainted, and kicked the gun in his hand away with one kick.

The accident hiding in the corner of the kitchen was so scared that he held his head with both hands. Seeing that Zhao Fanchen had subdued the two robbers in less than five seconds, he stood up tremblingly, pale face, swallowed with difficulty and whispered: "Are they all dead?"

Feeling a chill on his lower abdomen. As soon as he lowered his head, Zhao Fanchen saw a wound cut by a dagger on his lower abdomen. Blood was already seeping out. When he turned his head, he saw that the robber who had just broken his arm was tightly clutching a bloody dagger in his left hand. He must have been scratched by the robber in the chaos just now. He found some medicines for first aid in the robbers, wrapped the wound with gauze, and temporarily stopped the bleeding.

The situation in the hall is now critical and there is no need to worry about so much. After picking up a gun on the ground, Zhao Fanchen threw it directly to the trembling chef: "Hold it, what's your name? I need your help to create a little chaos together to attract the attention of the robbers, and then divide it into everyone. It will be much easier to subdue them."

The chef hurriedly grabbed the heavy gun that he had only seen in the movie. His whole body was shaking violently. He grabbed the gun and didn't dare to move it. He said with a bitter face: "My name is Sun Dazhu?? I can't use this, I have only seen it in the movie?"

To be honest, it was the first time Zhao Fanchen took a gun, and he didn't know how to use it. He picked up the gun that he had come from A Fei's hand, thought about it, and according to the actions of the two robbers just now, Zhao Fanchen took out the bullet and stuffed it into the gun chamber. With a click, he pulled the bullet and loaded the bullet. Zhao Fanchen learned and demonstrated the method of using a gun to Sun Dazhu.

Sun Dazhu held the gun in his hand and his arms were trembling. Although he didn't know how to use the gun, he always watched it in movies and TV series. With Zhao Fanchen demonstrated it, Sun Dazhu could barely make trouble. As for whether he dared to shoot on the spot, it was hard to say. He couldn't care about that much. Anyway, he would just keep his foot in the first place.

"Can this work? Brother, they are all robbers who kill without blinking. Only two of us? Can this work?" Sun Dazhu has stabilized his mood now. Although his calves are trembling, he has never experienced such a scene before. When facing the robber's gun, he can not be scared to pee his pants, shout, and his legs are weak. Now he can stand with a gun and prepare to fight. This is already very good.

"Can do it!" Zhao Fanchen looked firmly at Sun Dazhu with a pale face, and pressed his shoulder and said seriously: "Brother, didn't you save your own life just now when facing the robbers? As long as you dare to break out, you can succeed. Those who can survive are often desperate. If you don't want to die, just follow me to have a big fight. The robbers are also humans. We can't be so cowardly that people step on our heads to shit and piss."

After pondering for a while, when Sun Dazhu raised his head, he looked firm. Perhaps he was inspired by Zhao Fanchen, or perhaps Zhao Fanchen's words just now hurt a certain nerve. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll do it. Anyway, I've killed two robbers now. They will definitely not let me go when I go out. Instead of being beaten to death by someone, it's better to have a hard time. Maybe I can kill one or two robbers, which is a profit. It would be better if I could go out alive. I haven't touched a woman yet. How could I die so frustrated here? Brother, what do you think?"

"Okay, I'm a good person!" Zhao Fanchen patted Sun Dazhu's shoulder: "What we have to do now is to create a little chaos and attract the remaining robbers. Now the gun has fired. I guess the robbers in the hall will send people here soon. In a while, if the robbers come, you go to attract them, I will take the opportunity to deal with them, and then we are trying to find a way to enter the hall."

"Brother, are you going to let me be cannon fodder?" Sun Dazhu had a bitter face, holding the gun pitifully, his face mixed with the ash on the bottom of the pot and sweat, and a cat face looked at Zhao Fanchen.

"How about I go and be cannon fodder, and you can deal with them?" Zhao Fanchen sent Sun Dazhu a dagger and asked him to keep it for self-defense.

When Sun Dazhu thought about solving those robbers by himself, he would be the first to die. It is more likely that he could live as cannon fodder: "Brother, I'll do it. You are so good at just now, but it's more reliable for you to solve them. Are you a special force soldier? The moves that hit the robbers just now were the same as those performed in the movie. By the way, brother, why are you in the vents above? Look at you, don't look like the security guard here?"

Obviously, the tense atmosphere eased a lot, and Sun Dazhu's psychological burden gradually decreased, and he began to chat with Zhao Fanchen.

I found a few small knives and forks for cutting steaks in the kitchen. Zhao Fanchen put them on his body and might be able to use them in a while. Then he said, "I can't explain these or two sentences clearly. I will tell you slowly if I have the chance to do it in the future."

"Brother, are your two moves better than those of us here who say they are special forces security guards?" Sun Dazhu stopped abruptly before he finished speaking, his face changed drastically, and the boss with his mouth opened, and he couldn't even speak. He looked behind Zhao Fanchen with horror, pointed at him and stuttered, "Is there any? Is it dangerous?"
Chapter completed!