The best lady boss

The scream of "Ah..." was so miserable that it pierced the silent night sky, making the women in the room who were still disheveled terrified and screamed again and again.

However, this scream was not from Yang Yesheng, nor from Qian Youhao, nor from Tie Yulan, but from Zhang Yujun.

After a burst of gunshots, Zhang Yujun screamed, and the light machine gun in his hand fell to the ground. His body fell backwards and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Ah..." I don't know how many women screamed, one after another, in a state of confusion.

Zhang Tiegun was also taken aback. When he took a closer look, he was so frightened that he almost peed and shit came out. Zhang Yujun's face was just... almost...

I don’t know how many bullets were used in the machine gun sweep just now, but it seems that all the bullets flew upside down and shot in Zhang Yujun’s face, making his face look like a hornet’s nest. If it is shallow, it will vomit on the spot.

Speaking of which, one of the women over there couldn't bear it first, and started to vomit on the spot, and then passed it to two, and then to three... Finally, all of them vomited, including Zhang Tiegun, Zhang Yujun, etc. The state of his death is really horrible, that face is like a sieve, there is no good place for it, and I don't know how many bullets were shot.

"You..." Qian Youhao was stunned, what kind of kung fu is this, it's so terrifying, he can even catch bullets, and return at the same speed as before.

Just now, after the sound of the machine gun, Yang Yesheng stepped in front of Qian Youhao with a lunge, his arms were like Avalokitesvara, he flew quickly, caught all the bullets, and threw another bullet at Zhang Yujun. go back.

Yang Yesheng clapped his hands, as if covered with a lot of dust, turned around, smiled at Qian Youhao: "Old Qian, Zhang Yujun is dead, you can't get the 500 million."

Qian Youhao couldn't laugh or cry immediately, at this time, Yang Yesheng still joked with him, he really didn't know how to answer the conversation, so he just kept silent.

Zhang Yujun died so horribly, Zhang Tiegun almost died of fright, he immediately thought that the next person who died so horribly must be him.

He also held a machine gun in his hand, but Zhang Tiegun no longer had any intention of resisting. He was afraid that the bullets he fired would be the same as those of his father Zhang Yujun, and would be reflected back again, hitting his head as well. into a sieve like that.

Death, if there is one death on the left and right, then this person will definitely choose the most painful and beautiful way of death. It is estimated that no one will choose the death method like Zhang Yujun, and everyone will choose to commit suicide. .

With a sound of "bang", Yang Yesheng came to the front of the villa, kicked open the iron gate, stepped in, and Tie Yulan immediately followed behind him.

Qian Youhao turned his head to look at the sixteen corpses, then at the empty windows on the second floor, sighed, and hurriedly ran into the villa building.

"Dengdengdeng..." Zhang Tiegun's heart beat faster with each step up the stairs, and he also took a step back, the hand holding the gun trembled even more.

Finally, the footsteps going up the stairs stopped, and Yang Yesheng's figure quickly appeared at the door of the room. Zhang Tiegu also retreated to the base of the wall, unable to take another step back, and the machine gun in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang" .

Yang Yesheng walked into the room, saw Zhang Tiegu frightened into that bear, gave him a contemptuous look, then turned his eyes away from him, and looked into the room, but there were eight people with discolored faces. Among the beauties, two of them only wore briefs, two of them only had bras on their upper bodies, and one of them didn't even wear a bra. Her snow-white tits trembled slightly in the air.

"Don't...don't kill me, I...I don't want to die." Yang Yesheng walked into the room, Zhang Tiegun's heart almost jumped out of his throat, he peed his pants all at once, and then knelt down with a "plop" After getting down, Chaoyang Ye Sheng kowtowed repeatedly, "Please, Mr. Yang, Uncle Yang, Grandpa Yang, please, I don't want to die yet, please treat me like a fart."

"Hey." Yang Yesheng sneered as he walked into the room, "Zhang Tiegun, it seems that you have said this sentence once today, and I did treat you as a fart at the time. But I never thought there would be a second time."

"I..." Zhang Tiegun blushed immediately. It was indeed the second time he had said this, but he could be considered adaptable in a critical moment, and hurriedly said, "Grandpa Yang, you let me go. I am very grateful, and I dare not think of dealing with you again, it is your old man who came to our house as a guest tonight, not us looking for you, so please forgive me this time."

When Zhang Tiegun said this, Yang Yesheng remembered that he was here to find Zhang Yujun and his son tonight, not Zhang Yujun and his son looking for revenge.

Although Tie Yulan answered the phone call from Zhang Tiegun and said that she would harm Yang Yesheng's woman, but it was just a phone call, it was not recorded and could not be used as evidence. If Yang Yesheng said it, Zhang Tiegun would definitely Do not admit it.

Yang Yesheng glanced at Zhang Tiegun, nodded and said, "Okay, Zhang Tiegu, I will spare you this time."

Just in time, Tie Yulan walked in, just in time to hear this sentence, she was taken aback, and thought to herself, if you killed Zhang Tiegu's father, wouldn't you worry that he would take revenge?

However, Yang Yesheng had already said this, and Tie Yulan couldn't say anything more. After all, the Zhang family was kind to their Tie family, so she couldn't encourage Yang Yesheng to kill Zhang Tiegu.

Yang Yesheng ignored Zhang Tiegu, turned around and walked into the house. The eight women were frightened into a mess, but none of them dared to cry out. They just looked at Yang Yesheng with terrified eyes. I don't know how Yang Yesheng will deal with them.

"Are you two of them women?" Yang Yesheng glanced over the faces of the eight of them, especially lingering on the topless woman, because this woman was only concerned with being afraid, and even forgot In order to cover the two trembling white dough.

"We...we are..." Four or five seconds later, a more courageous woman timidly answered Yang Yesheng's question, but before she finished speaking, her face suddenly changed and she hurriedly shouted, " He's going to kill you."

However, before she could finish these four words, gunshots rang out, "Da da da...".

Yang Yesheng was even faster, turned sharply, waved his arms again, caught all the bullets, and threw them at Zhang Tiegu's face.

With the same shrill scream, Zhang Tiegun followed in the footsteps of his father Zhang Yujun, his face became a sieve, and he died miserably on the ground.

"Ah..." The eight women couldn't help screaming again, and they all retreated, but there was nowhere to retreat, so they could only shrink back on the field, hugging each other, each other's delicate bodies trembling.

Yang Yesheng looked at Zhang Tiegu's dead body, and snorted coldly, "I'm overthinking what I can do. I wanted you to live a few more days, but I didn't expect you to beg for death."

With a sound of "wow", Tie Yulan looked at Zhang Yujun's face, then at Zhang Tiegu's face, couldn't help it immediately, covered her mouth, turned around, and ran out of the door, but before reaching the door, she ran away. Started throwing up.

Fortunately, the eight women just now had a certain degree of immunity and almost vomited again. This time they were not infected by Tie Yulan.

Qian Youhao also ran in, but when he saw Zhang Tiegu lying on the ground, he was stunned, and then he sighed.

The machine gun was still in Zhang Tiegu's hand, but all the bullets entered his face. It was obviously the same as Zhang Yujun's situation, and he was to blame.

Yang Yesheng said to these women: "You don't have to be afraid, I only kill Zhang Yujun and his son, it has nothing to do with others, and I won't do you any harm."

As soon as these words came out, the tense and fearful hearts of these women calmed down a little bit, but the panic in their eyes has not completely disappeared. The death penalty has been spared, so what is the living crime?

Yang Yesheng ignored these women, turned around and came to Qian Youhao, and said with a smile: "Old Qian, you know what happened tonight, what are your plans next?"

Qian Youhao understood Yang Yesheng's thoughts and admired Yang Yesheng's kung fu very much, he clasped his fists together and said: "Mr. Yang, if you don't think my kung fu is inferior, from now on, I am willing to work for Mr. Yang. "

"Okay." Yang Yesheng said happily, "Don't worry, old Qian, I won't treat you badly. These eight beauties are all yours, and I will pay for them."

"No, no, no..." Qian Youhao was startled, he waved his hands hastily and said, "Mr. Yang, no need, no need." He thought to himself, giving me all eight beauties will sooner or later drain me dry.

Yang Yesheng smiled and said: "If you think there are too many or too few, if you think there are too few, I will find you some more tomorrow. If you think there are too many, you can pick whatever you want, and I will deal with the rest."

"I'll deal with the rest." These words moved the hearts of the eight beauties, and they began to think wildly.

Zhang Yujun's father and son were killed, they were all witnesses, would Yang Yesheng let them go easily, let Qian Youhao choose a few, what would the rest of Yang Yesheng do with them, could they all be silenced?

Qian Youhao pondered for a moment, then stopped being polite, nodded and said: "Okay, Mr. Yang, I won't be polite anymore, just pick a few."

When Qian Youhao said this, all the eight women became nervous. They all hoped that they would be chosen by Qian Youhao. They hurriedly got off the bed and lined up, waiting for Qian Youhao to pick them.

Especially the one who didn't wear any clothes on his upper body, deliberately pushed his chest up high, and those who put on their clothes neatly first, but now they regret it, if they knew this, they really shouldn't be wearing clothes.

However, whether you wear clothes or not, or how much you wear, has no effect on your beauty, it just hides the difference in how much your figure is.

Qian Youhao walked towards these women. These women all had smiles on their faces, but they were extremely nervous, fearing that they would not be selected.

"You, you, and you, um, you are one too, okay, it's just you four." Of course, Qian Youhao knew all of these eight women, so he chose the four most beautiful ones.

The four women were overjoyed, and hurriedly stood out of the team, and Qiqi came to Qian Youhao's back, looked at the remaining four companions with sympathetic eyes, but there was nothing they could do to help.

Yang Yesheng nodded and said, "Okay, the remaining four of you..."