Hidden marriage sweet honey: president, super love

"Mr. Fu, I swear by my faith that God looks at me. If he really knows where your wife is, I will help you pry open his mouth and ask for your wife's whereabouts."

The muzzle of the gun was not because he raised his hand and swore to put it down. The muzzle of the gun was still aimed at the gangsters on the ground. In a faint voice, "I don't believe anyone about my wife."

"Mr. Fu, you can't do this, you..."

There was only a bang of a gun, and the scream of a man resounded from the HOS store.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Fresh blood splashed on Philips's trouser legs and hem. He was almost dazzled by his blood red eyes.

His brain swelled up, glaring at Fu Yi, "what are you doing? If you go on like this, you will kill him!"

Fu Yi didn't bother to lift his eyelids. He looked indifferent in the blood. He was more like a terrorist than the thugs rolling and screaming on the ground. The black pistol aimed at the people on the ground again.

"Remember?"

The tone of understatement is like the wind from hell.

The gangster was scared and dodged him in a panic. "I don't remember who looked like. I told you that I didn't find it. If I didn't run away, I would die! Go to the corpse outside and look for me! Do it

"Do it, kill me!"

"I killed that woman. You have the ability to kill me. What kind of man are you to torture me like that! I killed your wife, you dare not kill me! Ha ha ha

Philips looked at him with blood on his face. He was broken.

It's like saying the most cruel words with the most Counsellor's expression!

He kicked in the man's stomach, spit, not angry to say, "you want to die on the mother to continue to make!"

The gangster was kicked to the ground, and suddenly burst into tears. He beat the ground with his hand. His nose and tears were mixed with blood on his face. "I want to die, you give me a good time! You police are more abnormal than us! Crazy! Give me a good time and kill me

Fu Yi's pistol had been aimed at the sole of his other leg. "You still have your left foot. Think about it before you answer me."

"You kill me."

He gently raised the corners of his eyes, thin eyelid Danfeng eyes like a demon, "no hands, feet, palms, you still have knees, in addition to knees, you also have wrist bones, I have a lot of bullets in the clip, enough for me to cut off the bone joints of your whole body one shot at a time."

Damn, pervert!

Philips was almost stunned, wriggling his mouth to say he was joking, but Fu Yi's expression was not funny at all.

He's serious!

Hei Yi's entrance had been stopped for three seconds.

The husky voice of cello sounded like death.

"Have you seen anyone on your cell phone?"

"I can't remember! I'm not lying to you. Why don't you go outside... "

Bang!

A wisp of white smoke came out of the black muzzle of the gun, and the screams of men resounded from the HOS mall.

"Fu Yi!" Philips was angry.

He admired this strange Chinese man who came forward to save hundreds of civilians when he was in danger, but his interrogation method was too inhumane. As a Christian, he could not see it happen in front of him

"Go on. Have you seen it? "

The bullet was loaded.

The man on the ground was convulsed with pain and could not speak.

Seeing that he was about to shoot recklessly, a policeman rushed in and said, "Sir, there is a Chinese doctor Jiang outside who said that he wants to see her friend. He seems to be a friend of Er..." He didn't know Fu Yi's name and position, and didn't know how to call him.