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"Huh? You still dare us?! "

"Fuck, give me some familiarity! Now we're asking you! "

"This kid is still laughing?! I'm afraid I'm not scared stupid! "

The gangsters cursed.

Click!

The drunken Duma is even more nonsense, put on the bolt and put the muzzle on the arm of this little white face!

I want to waste a hand first and let him know how powerful it is!

The smile on Ron's face disappeared, and he said coldly: "I'll count three seconds." "

The next moment ————

Su！！

There is only an afterimage of the counter seat!

His arm brought a breaking wind sound, and at a speed beyond the ordinary naked eye, he pulled the drunk who had been pressing and nagging by the collar.

Then gently toss ————

Ka la la...!!

The sound of the glass shattering followed for a while.

The Duma crashed into two gangsters and smashed a glass table with unabated momentum.

His body was covered with glass slag, and blood was left unstoppable.

It looks very miserable.

The two punks who were smashed also did not feel good.

Fell to the ground, covered his limbs, and wailed.

Apparently, it was smashed to a broken bone.

"Damn it! This guy is not a normal person either! "

"Kill him! Shoot this monster! "

The rest of the gangsters were horrified, hurriedly turned the muzzle of the gun, and pulled the trigger on Ron!

Boom!! Boom!! Boom!!

Several shots continued.

The target of the hit is just the floor of the bar.

Then, with several screams, the gunfire stopped abruptly.

"I haven't started counting yet.

Why did you all fall? "

Ron looked at the fallen people, straightened his sleeves, and scoffed: "I can't hold on for even a second, what kind of man." "

Said.

He picked up the photo that had fallen on the ground, walked over to a lying, half-crouched down, patted his face and asked.

"Say, where have you seen this person?"

The chicken head glanced at Duma, who was poured into the glass slag and did not know whether he was alive or dead, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva and hurriedly replied:

"Three days ago.... We were at the entrance of the gas station in the west of the city and saw him driving an extended car..... It's much older than in your photo, though. "

"Much older?"

Ron looked a little suspicious and asked, "Does he have a pair of steel claws on his hand?" "

"Yes yes yes

The chicken head nodded vigorously: "Several of our brothers were killed by his steel claws!!" "

[Older version of Wolverine?] 〕

After confirmation, Ron thought unexpectedly: [Is Logan now..... Already the dying appearance in Wolverine 3? 〕

Ron: "Any idea where he went next?" "

"This..... I don't know....."

Ji Gongtou subconsciously said: "If we knew where he was, we would have already found a way to take revenge." "

"Oh?"

Ron stood up with a smile: "So, you must want to take revenge on me too?" "

"It's not! No! You misunderstood! "

The man said urgently: "You misunderstood!" How dare we.....! "

He wanted to give himself a slap, why did he owe it so much....

"It doesn't matter anymore." Ron paid attention to the man again and touched his hand in his arms.

The chicken boy felt cold in his heart, thinking that this murderer was going to feel the gun from his arms.

He was busy holding back the pain in his body, struggling, trying to get up and escape.

But Ron put his hand out of his pocket, and there was only one mobile phone.

"Whew.....," the head breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

At this point, Ron raised his phone and took pictures of several gangsters with a "click".

Then it was sent to an account with a message——— [Wilson, add another business, before leaving here, deal with these people first. 】

The message was quickly replied: [No problem, boss, leave it to us.] 】

After instructing his men, Ron walked to the bar, picked up the unfinished wine, and drank it all at once.

The boss, Eugene, shook unnaturally, and hid something under the bar in his hand.

Ron glanced at him, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Don't be nervous, if you want to call the police, report it, I won't stop you." "

Say nothing.

He didn't care what expression the boss did.

Put down your glass.

Dashing turn.

Walk towards the door of the bar.

He didn't care at all about the handling of these small characters on the ground.

On the hands of these black murderers, I don't know how many lives were stained.

They are incomparable to the guards who work regularly in Osban, and if they are killed, they are killed.

Even if the police find out, Ron can have asked a lawyer to acquit him of legitimate defense.

If he is a local, maybe there will be a good citizen award.

...

The few remaining guests in the bar brushed their brushes to the sides and watched the ruthless man who solved a few gunmen leave the bar with his bare hands.

Among them, the wheat-skinned beauty who invited Ron to dance before was both in awe and pity: "Such a fierce man, he has already known that he is more active, if he can hook his hand, he will definitely have a wonderful night." "

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