God-level master in the city

Chapter (8 Shoot at me!

Thinking of what Vice President Luo said just now, the expression on Jiao Zhengyang's face was even more exciting than seeing a ghost: "Vice President Luo... then... did you do it?"

"Hush! Keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you, even in country m, it's illegal to do this! Let's go, let's go and watch the fun, but don't watch it for a long time, just watch it for a minute, and then we'll leave... I don’t know if the police from Country M will ask innocent witnesses like us to go to the police station to record statements!”

As Luo Fan said, he picked up Jiao Zhengyang, walked over, boldly looked at the five salesmen, three men and two women, who were under the roof of the car, and thought to himself: It seems that the quality of the funeral car is not good. Too bad, they can crush their salespeople to death!Those three men are so wretched when they die!Two women, reincarnated in the next life, remember to be clean and self-respecting, to be a good family woman, I really can't help but find a man, and I should also take a picture of the process!Alas, after sister Isora withdrew, there would be no successors in the bv world...

And Jiao Zhengyang only glanced at it, then turned his head away and didn't dare to look again.But I kept thinking about what Luo Fan said, one breath can blow over a dozen cars and crush people to death...

Vice President Luo is definitely not human!Who can overturn a dozen cars with a single blow?He must be a god!No wonder, he dared to rush to New York alone to find trouble with the White Hands, no matter how powerful the White Hands are, so what, how can you fight against a god?

In addition to being shocked, Jiao Zhengyang felt a little more awe towards Luo Fan.

Just when Jiao Zhengyang was thinking that Vice President Luo could blow over a dozen cars in one breath, and maybe fly a mountain with one palm, Luo Fan tightened his arms, and Luo Fan had already grabbed him and signaled him to leave.The current Jiao Zhengyang can no longer feel the slightest disobedience to Luo Fan, God's will, he has no reason to disobey!

"Come on, let's go find Parkinson."

It's not hard to find Parkinson's house on Wedge Street. The Nikoff family is very famous on Wedge Street. If you ask ten people on the street, at least half of them will know it.

Looking at the magnificent mansion, from the word "nikoff" on the huge plaque hanging high, Luo Fan guessed that this was the place where Parkinson lived.

There were two people guarding the gate, Luo Fan and Jiao Zhengyang walked over, but were stopped by those two people.A series of voices that Luo Fan couldn't even understand a tenth came out of Jiao Zhengyang's mouth. The guy guarding the gate stared at the two of them, said something, and then took out a mobile phone.

"Vice President Luo, he has to report to Mr. Parkinson first."

This doesn't need Jiao Zhengyang's translation, Luo Fan can also guess what the gatekeeper meant.Luo Fan took out his mobile phone, dialed Parkinson's phone number first, and said to the white guard who was a head taller than him with a smile, "If you want to call Parkinson, I can call him myself, so you don't need to." Yes, stupid 13."

You can’t understand what you said, you can’t understand what you said, and you don’t know when you scold you!Sure enough, the guard also gave Luo Fan a friendly smile.

In less than 2 minutes, Parkinson appeared at the door, saw Luo Fan and Jiao Zhengyang, smiled and said: "Vice President Luo, Manager Jiao, you are here so soon!"

It's much more convenient to meet someone who can speak Chinese, Luo Fan also smiled at Parkinson: "Mr. Pa, I said that the white hands have provoked me, and I'm here to deal with them!"

Parkinson's complexion changed, and he looked around. Fortunately, no one heard him, but he didn't dare to stand at the gate to talk to Luo Fan, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Luo, let's go in and talk!"

When he came to Parkinson's study, Parkinson's face was still in shock, "Mr. Luo, are you too courageous? Do you know that if the white-handed people heard what you said just now at the door, you ...Don't even think about going back to Huaxia!"

Luo Fan shook his head nonchalantly and said: "Mr. Pa, you are wrong. I said that I want to get rid of the White Hands. I didn't just talk about it. I really want to get rid of them! Of course, I didn't mean to kill all the White Hands. , In fact, it is not difficult to kill them all, but I don't have that much time!"

If it was half an hour ago, Jiao Zhengyang would definitely think that Vice President Luo was pretending to be 13 when he said this, but he has seen the incredibleness of Vice President Luo with his own eyes, and now he knows that Vice President Luo has the confidence to say this, as long as he Yes, he can really kill all the White Hands!

Parkinson didn't think that Luo Fan was pretending to be 13, he simply thought that Luo Fan was a delusional megalomaniac!However, he was still counting on Luo Fan's promise to refund his one billion agency fee, so he could only be polite to Luo Fan: "Mr. It doesn't make sense! No matter how good you are, you can't beat Bruce Lee, right? Even Bruce Lee, do you think he will have a chance to win in front of the bullet?"

Luo Fan smiled faintly, he didn't come here today to discuss with Parkinson, who is better, himself or Bruce Lee, nor did he want to discuss whether Bruce Lee could handle a pistol!

"Mr. Pa, I have a suggestion. Tell me who the leader of the White Hand Party is and where he lives. If I can't solve the White Hand Party, I will refund your agency fee to you!"

Parkinson was a little moved, but immediately shook his head: "Mr. Luo, although we have only met twice after today, even if we are not friends, at least we are partners. I would rather not have an agency fee than you, Mr. Luo. Go and die in vain!"

Parkinson would say such a thing, which greatly exceeded Luo Fan's expectations.Originally, in Luo Fan's plan, he had to reason with Parkinson first, because my brother has always been a reasonable person!If he didn't listen to reason, he had no choice but to use some means to force this guy to tell the whereabouts of the leader of the White Hand Party.Luo Fan believes that under his own means, no one can not speak up!

However, Parkinson would rather not have one billion m yuan, but also prevent him from taking personal risks, Luo Fan felt embarrassed to do it.

"Mr. Luo, making money is very important, but at our level, life is more important than money! A billion m yuan is indeed not a small number, but our lives are definitely worth more than a billion..." Parkinson was still trying Convince Luo Fan.

"Excuse me, let me ask you a question, is the leader of the White Hand Party the Bouya you mentioned?" Luo Fan asked suddenly.

Seeing Parkinson's puzzled expression, Luo Fan went on to say: "If you want to persuade me not to go to trouble with the White Hands, you have to tell me about the White Hands, right? If you can make me feel that the White Hands are scary, I will There is no chance of winning at all, so I will naturally not go to them. To be honest, I am actually more afraid of death than you!"

Unable to force Parkinson, Luo Fan immediately changed his strategy.

Luo Fan's words made sense, and Parkinson replied immediately: "That Buya is indeed the leader of the White Hand Party, but he is not the only leader of the White Hand Party. To be precise, the White Hand Party is composed of five In addition to the Buya family, the family is jointly led by the Kono family, the Cambie family, the Jeno family and the Luche family."

"There are as many as five families?" Luo Fan asked in surprise.Paralyzed, running to threaten the leaders of the five families is very troublesome and time-consuming!However, in order to make the products of Argyle Group unimpeded in the market of country m, no matter how troublesome you are, you have to do it!

"That's right, Mr. Luo, these five families are very mysterious and powerful, any of them is not something we serious businessmen can mess with!" Parkinson said earnestly.

"Mr. Pa, how are the financial resources of these five families compared to yours?" Luo Fan asked suddenly.

"Financial power..." Parkinson was startled for a moment, not knowing what Luo Fan meant, but he still replied, "The Nikoff family has some money, but let alone in country m, it's just New York... no, just In Manha District, there are countless people richer than the Nikoff family, how can I compare with families like Buya?"

"Well," Luo Fan nodded, "Mr. Pa, you also said just now that for rich people, life is definitely more important than money! As long as they are not people who want money before life, it will be easy to handle. Actually, Even if they are people who want money but not life, I have a way to solve it!"

Parkinson was shocked: "Mr. Luo, you still want to..."

"Do you have a gun?" Luo Fan asked without answering.

"Mr. Luo, there are guns, but even if I give you the guns, it's useless! Those five families have one business, which is arms trading! The weapons in their hands are ten times more advanced than my Browning's." Hundred times!"

"Mr. Pa, don't worry. I asked you if you have a gun. I didn't want to borrow your gun to deal with the Bua family. I just want you to know, which one is better, Bruce Lee or I!" Luo Fan smiled lightly.

Parkinson was a little relieved when he heard that Luo Fan didn't intend to use his gun to deal with the mafias.Although he didn't know how Luo Fan would use the pistol to prove who was stronger, he or Bruce Lee, he took out the Browning pistol from the drawer suspiciously.

"Mr. Pa, use the gun in your hand to shoot at me!" Luo Fan said flatly.

Parkinson was startled and shook his head.Just kidding, although this Browning is not a super powerful weapon, if it hits a fatal part of a person, it will definitely kill someone!I'm not a self-made gangster. If you kill someone, you will definitely go to jail!

Luo Fanliang did not have the guts to shoot at Parkinson, and he was in front of Parkinson in a flash. Parkinson had no time to react, and the gun in his hand was already in Luo Fan's hands.

Luo Fan opened the safety of the pistol, and handed the butt of the gun to Jiao Zhengyang: "Mr. Pa dare not shoot, you do it! Have you ever used the gun, just buckle it here, hold the gun harder, don't let the recoil of the pistol hurt you!"

Now Jiao Zhengyang obeyed Luo Fan's words, and subconsciously took the gun.

Not seeing how Luo Fan moved, his body slid flat to eight feet away, and he said to Jiao Zhengyang, "Aim at me, shoot me!"

Although he already knew that Luo Fan had unpredictable abilities, Jiao Zhengyang was still a little worried: "Vice President Luo, are you sure you want me to shoot?"

"I'll count to three, if you haven't shot yet, let me shoot you! One...two..."

"Bah!"

After hearing Luo Fan's words, Jiao Zhengyang didn't dare to hesitate. He is an ordinary person, not as capable as Vice President Luo. If Vice President Luo came to shoot him, it would be no wonder he didn't die!In a hurry, Luo Fan didn't even count to three, he pulled the trigger!

After the gunshot, both Parkinson and Jiao Zhengyang looked at Luo Fan nervously, but were immediately stunned.

Luo Fan made a gesture that was somewhat similar to Bruce Lee, his legs were slightly bent, and he became a half-squat position, his right fist was clenched and stretched straight, as if he had just punched someone flying!

"Mr. Luo, how are you?" Jiao Zhengyang asked anxiously.

"Oh, it's okay. Wasn't my look cool just now?" Luo Fan stood up straight, retracted his fist, stretched out his five fingers, and there was a golden bullet lying in the palm of his hand.

"I'm convinced!" Luo Fan shook his head and sighed, "You can miss the target at such a short distance! If you want to miss the target, it's fine, why would you still shoot at Mr. Pa's antique vase? If it wasn't for me With quick eyes and quick hands, the vase will be smashed by you!"