my sister is beautiful

Chapter 284 Cold-blooded?

Meng Xiaoan is not the kind of unreasonable person, but he is looking at the situation. He is afraid now, what if the gangster splashed hot water or sulfuric acid on my sister's face?What would that be like?Meng Xiaoan didn't dare to think about it anymore, he looked at his palms, and the palms were sweating. If something happened to his sister's face, he didn't know how to comfort her. Although my sister usually didn't say anything about her appearance, she didn't. Which girl doesn't like her own beauty.So Meng Xiaoan was afraid for a while now.

Salt Gang?Meng Xiaoan sneered, although he would not kill, but at the very least, he would let that bastard die a miserable death.

The car parked steadily in front of a billiard room.

There were three or four thugs standing there chatting, not whistling hooligans at beautiful women passing by.

Those gangsters saw a high-end car coming to the billiard room, and immediately ran to the front of the car.

I thought it was the top of the Salt Gang who came here to play billiards.

But to the surprise of the gangsters, the person who came down was an unknown person, a young man with a spring-like smile on his face.

"Is the knife here?" Meng Xiaoan smiled, the more this kind of thing happened, the more gentle the smile on his face.

"Are you looking for a knife?" A gangster asked suspiciously. When did Gou Ri's knife know such a rich owner?

"Find him."

"You are?" the gangster nodded and bowed, "I have never seen you."

"Who am I?" Meng Xiaoan smiled again, then grabbed the man's hair with one hand, and then hit his knee, knocking his front teeth out, crisp and clean, bloody teeth splashing in mid-air.The whole process took only one second, and there was no time to call or respond, so the remaining gangsters were completely dumbfounded, what, what's going on? "Is the knife inside?" Meng Xiaoan asked again. "Yes, yes." A person asked subconsciously, but in the next second, Meng Xiaoan's hand grabbed his hair again and threw his body out like a ball. The last two gangsters were Finally recovered from the shock, but Meng Xiaoan didn't play this kind of low-level game with them, but called Situ two words.Situ took a step forward, just one step, and came to the back of Meng Xiaoan. He was two heads taller than those two gangsters. Situ had one left hand and one right hand, carrying the two gangsters like ducks. The collars of the two gangsters were stunned, and then there was a collision directly, and the two gangsters let out a shrill cry, with gold stars in their eyes, and their brains were blank. They felt that their brains were all paste.Situ didn't kill these little people, it's useless, if he wants to kill someone, he kills a big shot, and playing such tricks with such little people is to lower his status.Meng Xiao'an looked at Situ and smiled, a very weird smile, as if he had hit him with the conspiracy.

More than a dozen gangsters are playing billiards in the billiard room boredly.

After seeing Situ and Meng Xiaoan coming out, he didn't immediately go forward to kill them.

They cherish their lives more than anyone else, and they are more attuned to the wind than anyone else.

Meng Xiaoan and Situ came in, so what are their identities?They should know this is the territory of the Salt Gang.

It seems that there are not many people who are active in the Salt Gang.

So they didn't worry at all, they took a knife and chopped off these two people.Get to know their situation first.

"Who are you?" A gangster who was obviously the leader asked Situ.

Situ was originally in the front, but now he backed up suddenly, and once again resumed his identity as driver and bodyguard, standing behind Meng Xiaoan.

Meng Xiaoan smiled: "Who is the knife?"

"I am. Who are you?" A man came out with an obscene face, small eyes, a cigarette in his mouth, and a majestic look.

"You are the knife?" Meng Xiaoan asked.Seems uncertain.

"I am, are you looking for me?" Knife also looked at the boy strangely.Meng Xiaoan said: "That's good, if you are not a knife, they will be in trouble. Well, I am not a cold-blooded person, I just stomp you hard, you will not die."

The knife poohed: "Have you lost your mind?"

"I'm out of my mind?" Meng Xiaoan suddenly realized, "Oh, yes, maybe I'm out of my mind." Meng Xiaoan looked at it for a while, holding the cue, "I don't know if this cue went into the hole. What is the sound of your body?"

"Who knows what you're talking about." Knife sneered, "Who the hell are you?"

"My name is Meng Xiao'an." Meng Xiao'an showed a smile, and then, in the sight of Dao Zi, a gangster who has lived for more than 20 years but has not lived enough, he just walked in front of him one step at a time.

Meng Xiaoan didn't just come in front of it.

And that club.

Situ Xin said, what a cold-blooded bastard.

The one-meter-long billiard cue just reached ### in the middle of the knife's chest.

Those bastards stared at Meng Xiaoan fiercely, and finally, someone yelled and beheaded the kid.One by one they came out with machetes to chop Meng Xiaoan.

Situ doesn't like to play house with this kind of little guy, but Meng Xiaoan seems to like to watch this kind of play house.

20 seconds later.Situ knocked down all these bastards.

One by one fell to the ground in pain ###.

As for the knife, he was gasping for breath, and blood spurted from the corner of his mouth.

Meng Xiaoan stood in front of him, keeping the fear of death in his eyes, he didn't show a sneer, but asked kindly, "Does it hurt?"

The knife wants to swear at people, swear at mothers, do you think it hurts, does it hurt when a person's chest is stabbed with a strong club like this?

"Does it hurt?"

Meng Xiaoan asked the knife like a devil.

Knife can only express his anger towards Meng Xiaoan with his eyes.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore? Or should I call it?"

Meng Xiaoan showed a charming smile, and then shook the cue with his fingers.

With this movement, the knife's lungs trembled.

"Screw when it hurts, don't grit your teeth like that."

It's not that Daozi didn't want to scream, but it hurt so much that he forgot to scream.

"You are really a cold-blooded person." Situ finally said.

Meng Xiaoan laughed loudly, "I am cold-blooded? If I were cold-blooded, I would have killed his entire family long ago. Do you think it is a knife?"

The knife said nothing.

"By the way, do you have any siblings?"

The consciousness of the knife is slowly becoming blurred.

Meng Xiaoan, why did this young man treat him so cruelly and not kill him?