A marriage contract: a genius, a black father

The bearded man lay aside, his throat was partitioned, and the sky was so small that he looked like an expert.

There are only two people inside. If that person leaves, he is a suspect.

Lu Zhen was not a fool, but the problem was that the man didn't leave. Lu Zhen was very surprised. His bronze skin was a typical appearance of Middle Eastern people, and his body exuded a kind of coldness that he was familiar with.

"If you kill someone, you won't leave?"

There was no blood on his body, and his clothes were clean. Lu Zhen thought that he must have left no clues.

The man didn't look back, and said lightly, "Did you see me kill someone?"

The tone was calm, clean, and steady.

"Hey, we're the only ones here. I didn't kill anyone, and you didn't kill anyone. Did he commit suicide?" Lu Zhen said with a smile, and was very vigilant at the same time. At this moment, the men at the door came in.

Lu Zhen quickly rushed to the door, and the man was even faster, holding him with one hand and shouting, "You want to leave after killing someone?"

The rough voice enraged Lu Zhen. He turned around and swung a whirlwind kick towards the man's lower body. To his surprise, the man moved away. He obviously didn't touch the corner of his clothes. Already lying on the ground, as if dead.

Lu Zhen was dumbfounded. My mother's ancestor is actually better at acting than my brother.

At this moment, the two men came out, sweeping around with pistols, Lu Zhen closed the door with his backhand, and cursed in his heart, he can't stay in this place, no one will believe you if you didn't kill someone .

The gunshots kept chasing behind Lu Zhen. Lu Zhen took out his pistol from the flowerpot, turned around and fired, and retreated while shooting. When the gunshot rang out, Bavillie's people also came out. When they heard that the partner was dead .

He was also angry and ordered someone to shoot the killer to death.

A scuffle.

The dancers below were in a mess, and the people who came to enjoy themselves were also in a mess, running out as if fleeing for their lives.

Barville yelled, "Shut up here, shut up!"

While retreating, Lu Zhen shot and killed the people behind him. His marksmanship was accurate, every bullet was for one person, and there were no missed shots. Each faceplate was two meters apart. Lu Zhen rolled on the ground, and a row of bullets rolled on him. I have played.

Full bullet marks.

A stray bullet swept across Lu Zhen's arm, causing some numbness and pain.

Lu Zhen had already swept up the other pistol in the flower pot with one hand, and fired with both hands. He was a rare two-handed sharpshooter, and his left and right hands were very flexible. Several people fell behind him, and one hand ran out of bullets.

Lu Zhen rolled into the last flower pot and got his last gun.

Bow left and right, and bring down a few more people.

"Kill him, kill him..."

I don't know who yelled, and the gunshots became more intensive. Lu Zhen hid behind the wall, and there were not many bullets. In such a short time, he calmly thought about the way out, but he couldn't go through the door.

There are too many people and the door is closed.

Lu Zhen narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly.

Goblins are rampant.

In this world, there is no place where brother can come in, but there is never a place he can't get out of.

The few bullets left by Lu Zhen knocked down the lights in the hall, and the whole hall was dark. This place was originally a place for pleasure, and the lights were extremely dim. After knocking down the headlights in the hall, it was almost dark.

A huge crystal lamp fell from the top and hit the ground, screaming wildly.

gunshots stopped

The people below kept screaming.

Lu Zhen suddenly jumped out of the darkness, like a graceful cheetah in the jungle, gunshots swept over, and Lu Zhen stepped on the railing...