Chapter 321 (1/2)

”Big brother, just let them go with a million dollars?”

About ten seconds after Chu Lingfeng and Hong Jinbao came out of the tent, gibel suddenly jumped up from his chair, grabbed AK on the table, and cried, ”I don't believe he can escape bullets. Brother, I'll get our money back!”

When he heard gibel's words, baogerchu's face was a little cloudy and sunny. It was impossible to say that he didn't want to retaliate. After all, the loss was too big today, and the word spread would damage his reputation.

Moreover, as long as Chu Lingfeng and Hong Jinbao go out of the market to the prairie, baogechu can organize several vehicles to encircle and suppress them. At that time, they can use a submachine gun to ”shoot” from a long distance. No matter how skillful Chu Lingfeng is, I'm afraid he will have to hate them on the spot.

?“ Huh? Wait, gibel, don't be impulsive When baogechu was ready to make up his mind, he suddenly saw the gun in his younger brother's hand. His heart trembled and he stood up and grabbed it.

”Changsheng, my God, it's not human power!”

When baogechu robbed the gun, several people nearby also found that the originally long AK barrel was missing out of thin air, and the missing piece was placed on the table in front of him. The fracture was as smooth as if it had been cut by a machine.

”This... This is what the man did with his hands?” Looking at the smooth broken barrel, gibel couldn't help swallowing and spitting. At this time, he only felt his throat dry and his breathing seemed to be a little short.

”Gibel, if you don't want to die, don't provoke this man. This man is extremely dangerous!”

? Baogechu's face is very dignified. Today, when he encounters these things, although some of them have gone beyond his understanding of power, baogechu knows that as long as you don't nail him once, you will surely die by yourself.

”But big brother, he took a million of us...”

Gibel was not reconciled. Even if he could cut the barrel with his hand, his body could not be as hard as steel, right? Submachine guns can't kill, rockets can kill each other.

”Gibel, calm down. You go to tune out the video first and send it to the people under you. When you see this guy, you must not do it.” Bogart sat there, thinking for a moment, and said.

Originally, baogechu wanted to buy and sell things by force, but the role changed. Baogechu didn't want to lose another million dollars next time because his subordinates didn't have a long eye. Although he had a big family, he couldn't stand such a toss.

”Well? What's going on? ” After about ten minutes, baogechu saw his younger brother with a strange face and empty hands. He went back to the tent and said, ”it's just a video. Does anyone dare not give you face?”

? Baogechu had shares in this market. Here he was like a local emperor, so he dared not buy Hong Jinbao's account. When he saw his younger brother's appearance, he thought he was eating in who.

”No one doesn't give me face.” Gibel shook his head and said, ”big brother, I just went out and watched the video when they came in, but...”