Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

No matter how you look at two people against a group of people, there seems to be no chance of winning, but... if it's two wolves facing a group of sheep, it's a different story.

Jian Yi and Mu Weibai had just gone through two months of blood baptism, and their bones still carried the strong smell of blood that could not be concealed, and... the aura of death that seemed to come from hell.

They walked forward step by step, as if the God of Death was about to swing his scythe and cut off the souls of the living.

The men in black felt a fear coming from the bottom of their hearts. Just looking at them made their bodies feel cold. The hand holding the gun felt frozen to stone. They were forced by the two to retreat step by step.

I don't know how to shoot a gun.

With a bloodthirsty smile on Jian Yi's lips, he walked in front. His pace did not slow down due to the appearance of those men in black, but became faster and faster. The gun in his hand pointed at the people blocking him, and then

, pulled the trigger without hesitation!

Jian Jian was like a cat playing with a mouse. Every bullet he fired passed the person's ear. He fired 6 bullets in a row, and each bullet was exactly the same. There was no bullet larger than two centimeters.

The deviation and accuracy are as if they have been measured.

Moreover, just after Jian Yi fired the first shot, Mu Weibai also fired. All the bullets fired by Jian Yi flew out against the ears of those people, while every bullet fired by Mu Weibai landed at their feet.

side.

Jian Yi and Mu Weibai cooperated tacitly and started working together. The two of them frightened the dozen or so tall men in front of them so much that they trembled. After taking a few steps back, each one's legs became weak and they knelt down on the ground.

It's good enough that I stopped people and didn't pee my pants in fear.

Liancheng Yazhi sat in the car without getting out. When he saw this scene, a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

Those who have never killed anyone with a gun are worse than a rabbit. They have no choice but to be slaughtered.

Xinyang stood there, watching Jian Yi and Mu Weibai walk smoothly, carrying the wooden box, passing through the encirclement, and boarding the plane.

He glanced at the only car among those cars that didn't open the door, which was the car he was standing in front of just now, talking to the people inside for a long time. He frowned tightly, and after a while he turned around and wanted to talk to the people inside.

Liancheng Yazhi spoke, but he found that Liancheng Yazhi was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile. His whole body trembled when he saw the piercing eyes, and he did not dare to look directly into Liancheng Yazhi's eyes.

Xinyang took a deep breath and said, "Master Ya, please wait a moment. I'll tell him what you said."

He turned around and walked away, arriving in front of the car. The moment he held his hands on the car window, he realized that his hands had been shaking.

Xinyang exhaled a breath of turbid air from his chest and said: "Come down and admit your mistake to Mr. Ya. You can't afford to offend him. He is Lian Cheng Yazhi, and even Su Yu can't touch him Fenhao. Do you think you can do it again?"

What can be done...Don't bring about your own destruction. If you really make Young Master Ya angry today, he can deal with you now. Look at the people you brought with you. Do you think they can help you stop Young Master Ya and the others?

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There was no sound in the car. After a while, the door opened and the driver and another bodyguard in the car took the people in the back seat out of the car.

He was a man with skin as pale as snow and frighteningly white. He was very thin, sitting in a wheelchair, in his thirties, with an indifferent temperament and handsome appearance. His eyebrows were somewhat similar to Su Yu's.