If the Qing family wants to reach out, then just pull it out.
Some things cannot stand the investigation.
The Lingnan Qing family has long become a cancer, and it is said that it is full of sins, but it is all light.
In addition, the local complexity is mixed and the whole body is affected, so Su Mu is not polite.
Although Hu Jianjun is just the leader of a special forces group, he has amazing authority.
It was completely silent, and the Qing family was caught in one fell swoop.
As for the rest of the other aspects, whether it is Guangdong Province or the entire Lingnan, the turmoil has nothing to do with Su Mu.
Qing Jun hadn't reacted until he was controlled.
"Stinker bitch! Is this a good thing you did?"
Staring at his half-sister, Qing Jun didn't notice that his doomsday was coming.
For nothing else, Su Mu would kill Qing's family just for the idea of applying beauty cream.
It can also be regarded as killing a chicken to scare the monkey.
Qing Si held Qing Jun's gun in his hand.
Obviously, she is very familiar with guns.
After getting the hand, I skillfully removed the magazine, turned off the safety, and quickly pulled the bolt several times.
Then repeat the above actions.
The muzzle turned around and pointed it at Qing Jun.
She didn't have the pleasure of revenge on her face, but just said calmly:
"Why did you harm me back then?"
Qing Jun sneered and said arrogantly:
"I'm sorry for you? You're...!"
bump!
A gunshot.
The bullet passed through Qing Jun's knee.
If this shot continues, Su Mu will not be able to cure Qing Jun's leg.
The knee joint was completely destroyed.
Qing Jun was stunned for a moment, then he let out a shrill howl, holding a broken leg, and began to roll wildly on the ground.
The screams continued, scaring the people in Qing's backyard's faces looked like earth.
Qing Si walked to Qing Jun with a gun, stepped on his thigh with one foot, pointed the gun at his other complete leg, and said softly:
"Why did you harm me back then?"
Qing Jun was so scared that his heart and courage were broken. He looked at Qing Si in horror and said:
"Not me! Sister, not me, really not me, it's the eldest brother, it's the eldest brother's idea!"
bump!!
Qing Si was unceremonious and shot again.
Obviously, she did it on purpose.
Even if Qing Jun knelt down and licked her feet and turned into a dog crawling on the spot, he would not escape the ending.
Su Mu was also a little impressed by the side.
Decisive enough.
I guess it would be impossible for me to spare them.
What a bullshit forgiveness.
What shit is that justice will be late and will not be absent.
Damn farts.
Is late justice still called justice?
The kids are so fucked you, have you breastfeeded?
All subjective sins are unforgivable.
Gui Chengji stood on the side without making a sound, like a melon-eating crowd, and he was actually enjoying it.
Su Mu looked at the other party thoughtfully, then said to Qingsi:
"Sister Si, I'll leave your housework to you."
Qing Si let go of Qing Jun under her feet and bowed respectfully to Su Mu:
"Thank you, boss."
Su Mu waved his hand with a smile and smiled at Hu Jianjun:
"Fifth Brother, when you arrive at your territory, why do you have to be the host once?"
Hu Jianjun's bloody aura slowly disappeared, and he glared at him in anger:
"What do you want to play?"
Su Mu hit Hu Jianjun with a smile on his shoulder:
"It's rare to come once, so you have to experience the rumor that the nationally famous Dongguan-style service is here. Don't say you're caught clean, you know."
Hu Jianjun kicked out like the wind:
"Go to death."
Su Mu smiled and his body suddenly turned into a afterimage, and he could dodge it in an instant.
Su Mu cannot experience the Dongguan-style service.
However, you can still enjoy the treatment of the special instructor.
He was directly carried onto the helicopter by Hu Jianjun.
In less than an hour, I came over a valley.
In the valley, there are large training grounds and two base buildings with green all over the valley.
This is the special forces base to which Hu Jianjun belongs.
The base is extremely hidden, and there is also a high-speed passage underground that directly leads to the nearest hidden military airport. If there is any problem, the special forces team can take off within fifteen minutes and radiate to the entire South China border in two hours.
Moreover, the control of this channel is only in the hands of Hu Jianjun.
Even in a war zone, there is no authority.
Hu Jianjun's military rank is two bars and four stars, and relatively speaking, it is naturally very high.
But the authority he has seems very low.
The authority he possesses is even far more than most generals in the military.
The Special Forces Group is a reinforcement regiment, almost the soldier king selected by Hu Jianjun from the entire army.
Now, he has just completed the integration.
The siege and killing of the Qing family is considered a mission to break the ground.
It can be seen that Su Mu is so proud of his face.
Lao Hu also has a direct guard company under his command, and No. 100 is a powerful man who has been transformed by Xingtian Project.
You should know that those with equal strength are only super special forces controlled by the newly selected Husband, the imperial capital.
No matter how powerful the Soldier King is, he is not comparable to the strong ones after the Xingtian project transformation.
On the training ground, the man No. 3,000 wearing training uniforms stood neatly into a huge square formation.
Seeing Hu Jianjun appear on stage, he roared:
"salute!"
boom!!
Three thousand men raised their sleeves at the same time, and the sound made was so neat that it exploded.
Alas!
Even in Su Mu's opinion, their actions could not be better than the special forces vanguards he trained himself.
Those who rebel against the dragon are different.
Su Mu has a double-level identity, both the dragon-controller and the dragon-reverse external.
There are only nine people who rebel against the dragon. In a certain way, this small team is definitely not an exaggeration to call out the gangster.
They cannot train military postures, and they cannot fold quilts or something.
Because the tasks they perform are completely different in nature.
In a sense, the nature of the Dragon Reverse is free agents. They can be any identity, even killers, but they are definitely not standard soldiers who follow the rules.
Killers can play freely, but soldiers cannot.
Hu Jianjun was holding his hands behind his back, and he was holding a pair of expensive special gloves on his hands.
This is made of natural wild boar skin unique to South America. It is extremely light and soft, and has a unique fit, which is completely equivalent to the second layer of skin of the human body.
Moreover, it also has a special insulation function.
This thing was the equipment that Su Mu spent a lot of money to get for the Dragon Reverse.
Anyway, the Dragon Reverse is not short of money. When everyone performs a mission, they will plunder the mission targets. Su Mu's own small treasury alone has accumulated tens of billions of dollars.
Lao Hu saved a lot, and he still had 30 billion US dollars.
Of course, he donated it all to the military.
"I have hired an instructor for you. If you have an afternoon, you can ask him for advice by any means."
After Hu Jianjun finished speaking, he patted his butt with his hands behind his back and left.
Su Mu took two steps with a drooping eyebrows and said weakly:
"Please hurry up, I'm in a hurry."
The following three thousand men, except for a very small number of people, did not know Su Mu's horror at all.
Each of them was a fierce general. When he saw Su Mu's attitude, he immediately raised his head slightly, and the pride of the soldier king was fully visible.
One of them shouted:
"Instructor, I want to challenge you. If you win me, I will admit that you are the instructor. If you lose, then go back and have a breastfeed."
boom!
Three thousand men burst into laughter.
Su Mu glanced at the guy who was provoking with a little amused, and did not say nonsense.
Raise your hand.
Squat down.
One punch.
boom!!
Everyone's feet trembled violently.
Is there an earthquake?
The front desk for the entire high-strength concrete pouring molding is fifteen meters long, ten meters wide, and one meter five meters high. With Su Mu as the center, hundreds of thick cracks extend and spread around.
All noise came to an abrupt end.
Then there was the sound of large pieces of concrete cracking and smashing down at the edge of the front desk.
Su Mu blew his fist with satisfaction.
Then he pointed to the guy who provoked him and said with a strange smile:
"You, come out, I promise not to slap you in the face."
The other party swallowed hard, his eyes rolled, and he shouted: