Super Treasure Hunter

Zhao Ya frowned and said, "Why is he here?"

Scarface spit on the ground: "This kid caused a lot of damage to the people under my hands. You said, should I give him a good reward?"

Zhao Ya sighed slightly. He didn't expect that what Zhou Zhong said was true. He was really innocent.

But now, she didn't have leisure to think about these things. Her current situation was very dangerous, so dangerous that she didn't know how to save herself.

The scarred-faced man squinted his eyes and slowly walked towards Zhao Ya: "But, this kid is faint now. I have to wait and reward him. You are awake. I can reward you first."

Scarface walked in front of Zhao Ya, lowered her head and sniffed her body, then said intoxicated: "I didn't expect that the police station actually has a little beauty like you. Let me tell you how I want to reward you. ?"

Hearing this, many people standing in the factory all showed a lewd smile.

Zhao Ya felt disgusted: "Keep your stinky face away."

Scarface was not angry, and said with a smile: "It's a good thing to have a bit of personality. Master likes you the most. Come, let's find a place to talk."

As he was talking, he grabbed Zhao Ya's shoulder and dragged it outward.

At this moment, Zhao Ya didn't care about the shotgun behind him, and reflexively grabbed the scarfaced arm and used a trick to catch it.

However, the scarred face was not covered, he directly twisted his wrist back with brute force, then punched Zhao Ya on the forehead, and the whole person passed out with the punch.

Scarface said coldly: "Damn, stinky lady, I have some ability."

The man holding the shotgun, handed the muzzle to shoot, but Scarface stopped it for a while: "Don't shoot first, let me taste it and kill him."

The people in the factory were all envious immediately. Scarface hugged Zhao Ya, and smiled at everyone: "Don't worry, wait until I've tasted it, then let you take turns."

A group of people are all excited.

But at this time, at the top of the factory, a voice suddenly came over.

"It seems that these people should be all of you?"

After saying this, the man still spit: "Bah, a bunch of craps."

Scarface was shocked for an instant, looking along the line of sight, but his face was full of surprise and said: "How can you wake up!"

Zhou Zhong, which was supposed to be unconscious, and bound by Tuan Tuan, had long since disappeared, leaving only a rope.

And what puzzled him the most was that even if he was awake, how could he ran to such a high place in full view?

In the middle of the week, he leaped down and smashed a small hole in the ground, his face played with the taste: "If I don't pretend it, how can I follow the vine to your lair? How can I catch all of your crap?"

As soon as the voice fell, a pleasant voice sounded: "Be careful, they have guns!"

It turned out that it was Zhao Ya who had just passed out, and she didn't know whether it was the same pretend, or she really just woke up, reminding the middle of the week.

Scar's face was ugly, and Zhao Ya, who had just woke up, fainted again, with blood on her face.

Scarface sneered at Zhou Zhong: "But this lady is right, I have a gun! What about you wake up?!"

With a big wave of his hand, the man who held the shotgun for a long time finally pulled the trigger and shot at the location of Zhou Zhong.

Not only that, but there were also three pistols found from Zhao Ya's trio, also spitting out gunfire.

There were overwhelming gunshots from the factory.

But when they stopped shooting, they were all stunned.

Because there is still half of the figure in the middle of the week, what they just shot was just air.

Before they could react, the wrist of the man holding the shotgun was completely broken. The man's face was distorted as he wanted to scream, but Zhou Zhong had been hit in the back of the neck and passed out.

Zhou Zhong slowly bent over, picked up the shotgun on the ground, and pointed the muzzle at the scar face.

The expression on Scarface's face was very unnatural, and he forced a smile and said: "Where is the sacred brother? Let's have something to say..."

Mid-week sneered, but immediately made an unexpected move.

He held one end of the shotgun in each hand, and then only slightly hardened his hands, and the shotgun broke.

In the middle of the week, he threw the broken shotgun in two on the ground like scrap metal: "I'm just playing with you, do you really think this thing hurt me?"

Almost everyone in the factory had an expression like seeing a ghost, slowly backing away.

In the middle of the week at this time, in their eyes, it is no different from the devil.

What they saw made them wonder, could the bullet really penetrate this guy's body?

However, the scarred face had a cruel expression. He snatched the pistol in his subordinate's hand and pointed it at Zhao Ya who fell on the ground: "Damn, stop me! I can't deal with you, this stinky lady I still can't deal with it? If you dare to move, I will let this stinky lady's head bloom!"

Zhou Zhong smiled and said: "Hehe, I finally learned to use my brain, but unfortunately...this can't threaten me."

Walking forward slowly in the middle of the week.

A real panic flashed in Scarface's eyes, and a cold sweat: "I... I told you to stop and hear you!"

The pistol in his hand was swaying against Zhao Ya, only moving forward slowly in the middle of the week.

In the middle of the week, the scar face was less than ten meters away.

Scarface gritted his teeth and shouted: "Damn, I want to die, and I want to take this lady to bury him!"

"Bang" there was a gunshot, and a bullet shot out from the muzzle.

But at the same time, the **** moved together in the middle of the week, only slightly raised.

The bullet hovered in the air.

Zhou Zhong breathed a sigh of relief. The high-speed movement of the bullet was not easy to catch even for him, and he needed to be extremely skillful in controlling the infuriating energy. Even in the middle of the week, he had to concentrate on it.

At this moment, the Scarface finally couldn't bear the fear in his heart, and screamed "Devil!" and then ran out of the factory.

All the people in the workshop fled.

But in the middle of the week, he just snorted and hooked slightly, and the gate of the underground factory was closed tightly.

Several collisions erupted from the entire plant in an instant, and occasional gunfire sounded. After about a few minutes, Wan Lai was silent.

One person stood in the middle of the factory building in the middle of the week, and no one stood up around him. Some fell to the ground unconscious, and some completely died and could not die again.

Zhou Zhong just wanted to leave, but he caught a glimpse of Zhao Ya's three people lying on the ground, he sighed slightly, and stayed.