When Zhao Ziyue and Lang Biao rushed to the front RV, the situation was much worse than they thought. They saw a few people lying on the ground, bleeding all over the ground. It was obvious that the Mercedes-Benz RV was also robbed.

The black man Jimmy was lying beside the road, leaning beside a white Chery Fengyun, covering his thighs with both hands, Yin Hong's blood kept coming out, making him grin, and for a moment, the white, black and red ones were gathered together, and he could open a dyeing and weaving factory.

Jimmy kept cursing: "fuck!fuck!..." He said: I really shouldn't come to such a ghost place this time. It would be great to be a guard in Fantasy Villa. Three meals a day are all good steak, sandwich bread, cheese, and fresh milk. After Pike's shift at night, he could also find a blond, blue-eyed, long-legged girl to go fooling around. But they were all my lame masters who came up with bad ideas, saying that they wanted to let themselves come out to practice the world. Damn, just got off the plane and before they had time to grab a few Chinese girls, they almost broke their life. My God! It's really not worth it!

Vietnamese boy in a light gray casual suit is not much better now. He is lying next to a red Geely King Kong, covering his shoulders with one hand, and blood is covered on his entire arm.

Just now, the two tires in the front of the RV were blown up, and then a group of people rushed out from all directions and surrounded the RV. The black man Jimmy ran out angrily. After putting a few people in three punches and two kicks, there were more and more people around, and they were all holding machetes, axes, sticks and other weapons. Jimmy finally couldn't beat four hands with one punch and retreated step by step. The fat-keeping behind had not yet been followed in time. Vietnamese was anxious and borrowed a "Desert Eagle" from the mad dog, came to the door of the RV, and shot at the crowd. Several robbers dressed in casual clothes were knocked down for a while. Jumped out of the RV, Vietnamese also joined the battle circle.

The mad dog is not as particular as Lang Biao's weapon use. He holds a "Desert Eagle" in his right hand and a cold dagger with his left hand. He also holds two smoke bombs in his arms, shaking his big-glowed head, staring at the battle circle, rushing the two tiger men, from time to time, fires a few shots at people running near the RV.

In the carriage, one black and one white, two baseball caps were snuggling together, and the two beauties were trembling with fear. The handsome man with a beautiful jade beside him was so scared that his legs were like sieve crumbs, and his face was paler than the white suit on his body. He thought to himself: If I had known this, I wouldn't have come out to be a gentleman. It seems that these are all desperate people!

Chen Baihe couldn't help but remembered her assassination at St. Fia Church last month. The scene was still vivid in her mind. She was bitten by a snake for three years and was afraid of the rope. She asked calmly, "Who are they?"

"I don't know either. Anyway, it's not a good person. Good people won't run around with swords and guns in broad daylight." The mad dog said indifferently with a cigarette in his mouth. But the good times were not constant. He found that the two tiger men outside were shot and there were snipers in the sky. This was a problem.

The handsome man with a beautiful and beautiful bodyguard saw that the two bodyguards outside were knocked down, and panicked for a moment. He stepped forward, grabbed the mad dog's hand, and begged: "Please, save me, I'm still very young, I don't want to die!"

The mad dog pushed him away and said with a contemptuous look: "What are you crying and crying? Like a woman! It's better than two women. Look at you like a bear, I really doubt whether you are a man with a hand." The handsome man hugged in the corner and stopped talking.

Seeing Chen Baihe's solemn look on her face, the mad dog threw away the cigarette butts and comforted him: "Miss, don't worry, Lang Biao and the others will arrive soon, and there is also the Super Saiyan. Once they arrive, it will be enough for these shrimps to drink a pot."

"Super Saiyan?" Chen Baihe asked in confusion, her beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned.

"It's the guy who used a rifle to knock off the sniper rifle when you got married in St. Fia Church." The mad dog looked happy after saying that, because he saw Lang Biao and the perverted guy behind Lang Biao.

Sitting quietly beside him, wearing a black baseball cap and wearing a black windbreaker, the woman just lowered her head, held the cross tightly in her hand, and prayed silently. The woman and the clothes and hat were not matched by her long light yellow hair, which looked particularly eye-catching.

As soon as he arrived next to the RV, Zhao Ziyue felt something was wrong. He reached out and pulled Lang Biao. With a "bang", a big hole was opened on the windshield of the car where Lang Biao was standing just now.

"Damn it! There is a sniper!" Lang Biao squatted on the ground and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hands.

"Wolf head, remember it, two boxes of vodka." Zhao Ziyue squatted behind him and smiled.

"No way! One box and one bottle." Lang Biao said angrily. This kid is really rushing to quarrel.

"Stingy, I didn't expect that your wolf head is not worth a box of wine. It's such a slutty man." Zhao Ziyue cursed with a smile.

After looking at the situation in front of him, Lang Biao frowned and gritted his teeth. The situation was not good! He turned around and smiled at Zhao Ziyue.

"Looking at your lewd smile, turn around and don't disgust me here." Zhao Ziyue cursed.

He handed another Viper pistol into Zhao Ziyue's hand. Lang Biao smiled charmingly and said, "Boy, everyone's life and death are all up to you."

Zhao Ziyue did not take the gun, but moved her cervical spine and said disdainfully: "What do you think of me? Superman? Tell you, my underwear is not worn outside, and we can't do the task of saving the world."

"Boy, be serious." Lang Biao said with a serious face: "Do you know who is sitting in the car?"

"I don't know! I don't want to know either." Zhao Ziyue said with a sloppy smile.

"Tell you, boy, the woman wearing a brown windbreaker and a white baseball cap is the daughter of my boss, Mr. Chen. Last month, the couple who held the wedding at the Church of St. Fia! Do you remember? Also, do you know who the woman wearing a black baseball cap and dressed in a black windbreaker?" Lang Biao said seriously.

"Don't care who she is?" Zhao Ziyue smiled bitterly and said, "It has nothing to do with me anyway!"

"Boy, I think you're drinking!" Lang Biao deliberately lowered his voice and leaned closer to Zhao Ziyue's ear and said, "That's the only daughter of the Lu family, the richest Chinese in North America. The assets of the Lu family and the Chen family are combined, and it's the second Bill Gates. Do you understand? My little ancestor!"

"Who is Bill Gates?" Zhao Ziyue said with a look of surprise: "Why, Wolf Head, are you very familiar with him?"

The wolf head was so angry that he gritted his teeth and his face turned red. He now had the urge to slap people.

"Haha, why, the wolf head is angry?" Zhao Ziyue smiled and said, "Seeing your expression, I remembered the best wolf head meat baked with camphor wood in the Greater Xing'an Mountains in Northeast China. Tsk tsk! The taste is so fresh!"

"Damn it! How dare you make fun of me?" The wolf head waved his fist at Zhao Ziyue, but then he thought that he could not beat him, and his fist stopped helplessly in the air.

When Zhao Ziyue saw that he was ready, he quickly begged for mercy and said with a smile: "The enemy is in front of us, don't be distracted. Wolf head, do you think so?"

Lang Biao put down his fist and glared at Zhao Ziyue fiercely.

"But I really had afternoon tea with that Gates. I was a very talkative American and was generous enough to take action." Zhao Ziyue stared at the buildings at the high places around him and said carelessly.
Chapter completed!