Metropolis: Don’t Be Afraid, My Dad Is Really Not a Villain!

Haitang District.

Qin Xiaobei stepped back in horror.

Outside the door, a group of brawny men holding various knives showed a fierce look.

"Who is Qin Xiaoyu?"

Luo Yonggui, standing in front of everyone, put on a windbreaker.

With a cigar in his mouth, he walked into the room in style, and looked around slowly.

Then gently raise his arms.

The windbreaker slipped off his body, and the younger brother hurriedly took it in his hand.

"Suddenly~

Qin Xiaoyu glanced at the dozen or so people who walked into the living room with a knife, and continued to eat the hot pot.

"close the door!"

Luo Yonggui's voice was dark and dreamy, and he said to the younger brother behind him:" "Lock it up, don't let people run out." "

"yes, Sir!

A handsome young man with dyed yellow hair, combed in the middle, and wearing overalls responded, and walked over to lock the security door.

then.

Luo Yonggui did not rush to speak.

Instead, he beckoned.

Soon, the little brother took out the lighter and lit the cigar in his mouth for him.

And Qin Xiaobei also took the opportunity to retreat to the sofa and hid behind his younger brother.

"Little fish, who did you provoke again?"

After all, Qin Xiaobei was used to seeing his grandfather and younger brother fighting with others since childhood.

He has recovered from the initial consternation.

With her younger brother by her side, she didn't feel much scared.

"I do not know!"

Qin Xiaoyu casually pointed to the last beef ball left on the coffee table, "Sister, do you still eat it? I can eat it if I don't eat it!"

"Oh, so many people came in, you still eat!"

Qin Xiaobei was a little helpless with his attitude.

040 But I also understand my younger brother's mentality at this time.

The rain of bullets and bullets shuttled at will.

Faced with thousands of mercenaries, they are not afraid.

How can a few gangsters holding knives look at it?!

"Sister, help me get the sauce.

Qin Xiaoyu continued to eat the hot pot and watch TV, too lazy to take a look at the group of people who came in.

It's just a group of mobs.

If it comes to a group of special forces, perhaps it will show an expression of excitement.

Luo Yonggui took two steps forward.

Carefully took a look at the young man sitting on the sofa eating hot pot.

Monster-like body, fierce face.

And the horrible tattoo of Zhong Dao catching ghosts on his shirtless body.

This young man is extraordinary!

Luo Yonggui frowned, and there was a trace of fear in his heart.

But with so many little brothers standing behind him, he couldn't show it well.

Continue to pretend to be a big boss.

‘Oh~ooh!’

Luo Yonggui spit on the ground with a mouthful of phlegm, and said coldly: "Boy, do you know who I am? Do you know why I am looking for you?"

The voice did not fall.

"Damn it!"

"Snapped!'

Qin Xiaoyu slapped his chopsticks on the coffee table and shouted angrily: "Are you so disgusting? Let Laozi lick the sputum on the ground!"

"Yes, right"

Seeing Qin Xiaoyu's fierce and murderous appearance when he got angry.

Luo Yonggui subconsciously wanted to apologize.

But I suddenly remembered that I brought someone to clean up this kid.

Then he swallowed the normal words again.

He eased his mind.

Then he pretended to be proud and cursed at Qin Xiaoyu: "Lick f*ck! Boy, haven't you seen the situation clearly?"

Speaking of which.

Luo Yonggui paused, and beckoned behind him: "Brothers, bright guys!"

The voice fell.

'number!

There was a uniform sound of gold and iron.

More than a dozen young people behind him all raised all kinds of knives in their hands.

Machete, watermelon knife, switchblade knife, butterfly knife

The variety is uneven.

"Have you seen it?"

When Luo Yonggui saw his subordinates raising the knife, his confidence suddenly increased, and he said: "Today, if you dare to move, Laozi asks someone to cut off your leg!"

"Ah!"

Qin Xiaoyu was amused by his pretending appearance, "Can you guys cut people to death with broken knives?"

"Yeah~"

Luo Yonggui is not afraid to see him.

He stretched his hand directly into his arms and took out an imitation 64 pistol from his clothes. "A knife can't kill people. Or can you try the gun to kill people?"

"There are still guns?!"

Qin Xiaoyu saw that he had pulled out his gun, and suddenly became interested. He looked amused, "Are you going to compare firepower to Laozi?"

"Why, are you so dissatisfied?!!

Luo Yonggui turned his head and shouted from behind: "Dare to beat my son! Brothers, cut him off for Laozi, he dare to move, Laozi shot him!"

"yes, Sir!"

A group of people has a strong sense of form.

The momentum is like a rainbow, shouting in unison.

Then, holding the knife and standing apart, preparing to do something to Qin Xiaoyu.

However

The moment they raised the knife.

See you.

Qin Xiaoyu suddenly stretched his hand under the sofa (bicg).

After touching for a while, he took out the RPG rocket launcher under the sofa.

"Damn it!"

In front of everyone, Qin Xiaoyu took out a rocket from the other side of the sofa and installed it on the muzzle.

Pointing the rocket launcher to the front, he said with a fierce face: "Compared with Laozi in firepower, do you deserve it?"

"what?!"

"Fuck!"

"Bazooka?"

"What's the joke, he actually has a rocket launcher?!"

Luo Yonggui and all the little brothers behind him were dumbfounded.

There was a hurricane and cool breeze on the back, and the hairs all over my body exploded.

The brain is blank.

this …

What is the origin of the young man in front of him?

It would be fine if he took out the pistol.

What the hell is a rocket launcher?

In the urban brawl, a rocket launcher unexpectedly appeared?

"Big Brother"

The moment I saw the rocket launcher.

‘Pop!’

Luo Yonggui understands that this is meeting an expert!

As soon as he loosened his palm, the imitation 64 pistol fell to the ground.

He who knows the wind and rudder the most, he knelt down without hesitation, "Big brother, I was wrong, yes, sorry, you, don't use a rocket launcher at me, I'm afraid!"

He is really scared.

When he was young, he was brave and relentless.

Now that he is older, he has gained a lot of wealth by virtue of his fame.

Under pampering, he has already lost his original spirit.

Not to mention facing the rocket launcher, even facing the submachine gun, you should kneel and kneel!

"What a pity, trash!"

Qin Xiaoyu glared at everyone.

Just about to continue talking.

‘Taste~

There was a sudden sound of a key unlocking outside the door.

But the door lock was locked inside by Luo Yonggui's little brother, and the people outside couldn't open it even if they had the key.

Then………

While listening to the sound of'Bang'.

The security door was kicked to pieces from the outside.

"Damn it!"

Qin Long, who had just returned to Yan City from Dragon Team by helicopter, walked in with a Gatlin in his arms and said, "What the hell, who locked the door?!"

When he entered the living room.

Seeing a group of young men with knives confronting their grandson Qin Xiaoyu, who was carrying a rocket launcher, an excited smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, something great happened when I got home!"

Qin Long raised Gatlin excitedly and asked, "Little fish, what's the situation? Can these people be killed? Laozi suddenly killed them!"

This scene …

Luo Yonggui, who was kneeling on the ground, and his group of younger brothers were all dumbfounded.

The whole body was scared like sifting chaff.

He looked at Qin Xiaoyu, then looked back at Qin Long.

Damn it!

The same sturdy figure, the same fierce spirit, the same scary tattoo

The young man carried the rocket launcher, and the older one carried Gatling.

Are you sure this is not filming?!

Despair, despair in bold letters!

What day is today?

I'm here to avenge my son who went to junior high school. As for two sturdy and fierce men appearing, carrying heavy weapons and confronting themselves with swordsmen?

Heaven!.

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