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2. Chapter 2 Beauty and Master (2)

The bottle broke, and the migrant worker screamed in pain and almost lost his balance. Then he quickly took a few steps back and shouted: "Don't move! Don't move! If you move again I'll shoot!"

At this time, he didn't care that the blood was bleeding from the top of his head, and he just kept threatening.

"Hillbilly, I don't care whether you live or die, get out of the car or call the police and arrest you." The man in the suit said sullenly, the contempt on his face insulting the dignity of the migrant worker man.

"Bang!" There was a crisp gunshot, accompanied by the deep breathing of the migrant workers, and bursts of green smoke emerged from the clean seat covers. The man in the suit was sweating profusely, holding his head and huddled in the corner. Although the gun missed

, but let the passengers know that this is not a joke, nor is it a toy gun.

After a while, there was a scream in the car. Many passengers tried to run to other cars. The flight attendant also noticed the strange change here and came over. A few calm passengers were also ready to call the police.

The passengers were gradually forced to sit down, and the migrant workers ran to both sides and locked the doors. They were preparing to imitate the robberies on TV and use their hats to collect money one by one.

"People inside, listen, put down the gun in your hand, put your hands on your head, and walk out facing the front. Don't try..." Several police officers surrounded the doors of the carriages on both sides, shouting loudly into the inside.

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The migrant worker man was almost crazy. He couldn't hear anything at all. He only knew that he was frantically collecting cash from the passengers in the carriage.

Seeing that the door was about to be broken down, he suddenly closed his eyes and fired three times at the door on the left frantically. The glass cracked, and the police officer lay on the ground to avoid the missed bullets. However, he was frightened.

, I didn’t expect this guy to really dare to take action.

Seeing that no one was hit, the migrant worker panicked again. He looked around, suddenly pulled up the beautiful woman opposite Zhuo Yifan, and pressed the gun tightly against her head. The beautiful woman screamed in fright.

"Don't come over. If you come over again I'll shoot. I was forced. I'm really short of money..." The migrant worker's legs kept shaking and his hands began to tremble. He dragged the beautiful woman back hard and soon

He retreated to the car window.

Zhuo Yifan finally put away his useless martial arts secret book and walked straight towards the migrant worker man.

At this time, the people who had laughed at him before seemed unable to understand. Could this guy really be some kind of martial arts master?

Seeing someone approaching him, the migrant worker man subconsciously wanted to retreat, but there was no way behind him, and there was only the open car window and the whistling wind.

"Don't come over here, I'll shoot you if you come over again!"

The migrant worker man spoke hurriedly, but Zhuo Yifan did not stop.

When Zhuo Yifan took two steps closer, the migrant worker man finally couldn't bear it anymore, roared angrily, and pulled the trigger.

The bullet shot through the air, but there was a crisp sound of a hard object colliding. Looking ahead, Zhuo Yifan's figure mysteriously disappeared.

"ah!"

Suddenly, the male migrant worker screamed, and the gun in his hand bounced out for no apparent reason, hitting a car seat on the side and shattering into pieces.

At this time, everyone saw that Zhuo Yifan had unexpectedly jumped onto the roof of the carriage, grabbing the high platform where the luggage was placed, and hunched over like a monkey.

The migrant worker man's gun must have been blown away by him, but no one saw how he took action, and everyone was in a state of shock.

The beautiful woman was also smart, and took advantage of this moment to break free from the migrant worker man's restraints and escape to the side.

At this moment, the migrant worker man's expression changed with shock. He looked around at a loss and suddenly screamed: "I...I'm not alive anymore!"


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