I want to be a warlord

Chapter 8 also said that you don't know martial arts!
Wang Zhen strode towards the balcony, only to walk halfway in, when a black figure next to him rushed over and grabbed Wang Zhen's hand tightly, about to snatch the gun.

Wang Zhen's hair stood on end in shock, but his instincts made him hold on to the gun and hold on to it. When he pulled the trigger with his index finger, there was a bang, but the bullet went somewhere.

Basong is also depressed, he has never carried a gun, doesn't it mean that when the boss needs to shoot himself, it is the end of the road, not far from death.

Now he regrets it!

A gunshot immediately alarmed the donkey on the other side.

Entering the door with a gun in hand, he saw Wang Zhen wrestling with a man, his finger on the trigger but he dared not shoot. Just as he was about to go up to the butt of the gun to deal with that man, he saw Wang Zhen suddenly take a step back and let go of his right hand.

Basong snatched the gun and before he could put down the muzzle, Wang Zhen drew out the fish-killing knife from the back of his waist with his right hand and swiped it across Basong's neck.

This is not over yet, as if it was a coherent movement that has been honed over time, Wang Zhen wiped Basong's neck with a knife, and stabbed the tip of the knife down into Basong's lower abdomen.

The movements are smooth and flowing, all in one go!
'Swish'

'poof'

Two times in a row, Basong's hand holding the gun softened, and the gun fell to the ground with a bang, and hot blood spurted out from his neck, pouring over Wang Zhen's body and face.

Wang Zhen took a step back, raised his hand in a daze and wiped the blood on his face, his heart was beating wildly at this moment, he stared blankly at Basong's body lying on the ground, damn it, he killed again!

"Fake, you still say you haven't practiced!" The donkey's mocking voice sounded from behind.

Awakened by the voice behind him, Wang Zhen turned his head, "What did you practice?"

"Ha, it seems that you have practiced these two knives for a long time. When did the delivery service staff in the restaurant become so proficient in killing people?" Donkey squinted his eyes and looked Wang Zhen up and down.

"I..." Wang Zhen recalled what he did just now, he was stabbed in the neck and abdomen, all done in one go.

He raised his hand to look at the fish-killing knife in his hand, the knife was covered with blood, and even his mouth smelled of rust.

With a bah, he reached out to the curtain next to him to wipe the knife, put it back into the scabbard behind his waist, and then used the curtain to smear the blood on his face indiscriminately, and said vaguely while wiping: "I said I killed you for the first time. Believe it or not."

"Wrong, this is the second time today!" Donkey stretched out his fingers and gestured, "I understand. You said that you are not Lannatai, you are Chinese, so you are a wanted criminal who came here, right?"

"Don't worry, we don't know you, so we won't disclose any information."

"I..." Wang Zhen opened his mouth, you are so logical, I have nothing to say FUCK.

I always feel that there is no difference between killing a fish and killing someone. One knife on the neck and one knife on the bottom is like handling a big fish. It is really slippery.

Throwing away the curtain in his hand, the blood on Wang Zhen's face was not wiped clean, it was red all over, he was a perverted murderer, the key was that Wang Zhen was standing on the blood all over the floor, but he didn't feel the bloody smell The appearance made the donkey more determined.

It's no different from veterans like them who are used to seeing corpses!

"Okay, this is Basong, don't you guys want to take pictures?" Wang Zhen didn't want to talk about this, so he changed the subject and pointed to the corpse on the ground.

Hearing this, the donkey immediately diverted his attention, walked up with his mobile phone and started snapping pictures.

Wang Zhen took a few steps back and looked around the room, only to find that half of the curtains were missing, and the one tied to the balcony should be the other half. It seemed that Ba Song was just about to run when he bumped into him.

Fortunately, Bassong's time card was very accurate. If he hadn't searched the villa room first, everyone was in the villa, and it was really possible for this old boy to run out.

The donkey here took a photo and shouted loudly to the downstairs: "Golden Retriever, the target has been killed."

"Beautiful, search for it, retreat in 3 minutes!" Golden Retriever shouted downstairs.

Things went smoothly, and it took about 5 minutes to attack back and forth, which was ample time.

The donkey said hello and flipped over to the head of the bed, but Wang Zhen went straight to the closet and walked over to watch TV. He liked to hide things like safes in the big closet.

Open the door, there is something like a shoe cabinet in the lower part of the closet, and when you open the door again, you see a safe.

"I found a safe, it looks like a fingerprint lock." Wang Zhen turned his head and said.

The donkey jumped off the bed at once, took out the dagger on its lap, and chopped off Basong's hand.

"You can just pull it over!" Wang Zhen glanced at it and couldn't help but frown and said.

donkey:"……"

While it was still warm, the safe opened with a beep, and Wang Zhen and the donkey immediately bent over with excitement on their faces.

"Hold!"

"Fake!" Two curses sounded in no particular order.

Imagine that the poisoned prisoner's safe is full of dollars, and the situation where the crisper door is opened crackling and falling out did not happen.

On the upper and lower floors, there were only a dozen bundles of US dollar bills. The donkey grabbed a few bundles and looked at them. There were only 2 bundles of 20-yuan denominations, and most of the others were small [-]-face dollar bills.

"Madam Falk!" The donkey cursed and reached in again to find some documents, passports, CDs, etc. in a mess.

These seem to be the backhand or criminal information left by drug criminals. They may be particularly useful to some people, but they are useless to this group of people.

If you get it in your hand, it will make you all flirtatious!

Apart from these, it is not without other belongings, such as jade Buddha, jade bracelets, and jade pendants. Wang Zhen seems to like these things, but countries with no cultural heritage do not recognize such things as jade. Obviously, the United States People have no cultural background...

But the golden Buddha and a few gold bars were very attractive to the donkey. Wang Zhen could see the corners of the donkey's mouth open, and he was in a good mood holding the gold bars.

Stuffing the dollar bills and gold into the tactical uniform, he didn't look at the jade and the baht donkeys, but took off the watch and gold necklace on Basong's wrist.

"Let's go, that's about it." Donkey greeted Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen stood up, glanced at the jade and Thai baht on the ground, but did not pick it up.

At this moment, his intention was to send the gang of killers away and go back to the restaurant to continue working honestly. In less than 20 minutes, too many things happened. Is there any chance of going back...

In 3 minutes, a group of people returned to the first floor. The golden retriever greeted and was about to evacuate, but before they left the villa, they heard a loud horn sounding outside.

Everyone paused, and immediately found a bunker and hid without anyone's command, but Wang Zhen stood there stupidly.

"What are you talking about? Is it the police?" The golden retriever quickly took a look at the window, and by the light of the street lamps, he saw seven or eight cars parked on the street outside, and the shadowy figures were using the vehicles as a cover to move towards this place. Looking around.

After being yelled by the golden retriever, Wang Zhen slowed down and quickly ran to the golden retriever to hide behind the wall, and then replied with an ugly face: "Police, let's put down our weapons and surrender."

(End of this chapter)