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The scream of "ah..." was so sad that it cut through the silent night sky that the women in the room who were still not well dressed were frightened and screamed again and again.

However, this scream was not made by Yang Yesheng, Qian Youhao, or iron magnolia, but by Zhang Yujun.

After a burst of gunfire, Zhang Yujun screamed, his light machine gun fell to the ground, and his body fell back, "bang" to the ground.

"Ah..." I don't know how many women screamed, one after another, confused.

Zhang tiebang was also surprised. When he looked at it, he was almost scared. Zhang Yujun's face was... It was

I don't know how many bullets were used in the machine gun sweep just now, but it seems that all the bullets flew backwards and all shot at Zhang Yujun's face, making his face as miserable as a hornet's nest. It is estimated that if he has a shallow appetite, he will vomit on the spot.

In other words, among the women over there, one couldn't stand it first. He began to vomit on the spot, including Zhang iron stick. Zhang Yujun's death is really terrible. That face is a sieve. There is no good place, and I don't know how many bullets were shot.

"You..." Qian Youhao was stunned. What Kung Fu is this? It's terrible. He can even take the bullet and return at the original speed.

Just now, after the machine gun sounded, Yang Yesheng stopped Qian Youhao with an arrow step. His arms flew around like a thousand handed Guanyin, took all the bullets and threw them back at Zhang Yujun.

Yang Yesheng clapped his hands, as if stained with a lot of dust. He turned around and smiled at Qian Youhao: "old money, Zhang Yujun is dead, but you can't get the five million."

When Qian has haodun, he can't cry or laugh. At this time, Yang Yesheng still joked with him. He really doesn't know how to answer, so he just kept silent.

Zhang Yujun died so miserably that Zhang tiebang was almost scared to death. He immediately thought that it must be him who died so miserably next.

He also had a machine gun in his hand, but Zhang tiebang no longer had any resistance. He was afraid that the bullets he shot would be the same as those of his father Zhang Yujun, and then reflect back and beat his head into such a sieve.

Death, if there is one death on both sides, then this person will certainly choose a death method that is the most painful and looks the best. It is estimated that no one will choose a death method like Zhang Yujun, and it is estimated that everyone will choose suicide.

With a bang, Yang Yesheng came to the villa door, kicked the iron door open and walked in. Tie Yulan immediately followed him.

Qian Youhao turned his head to look at the sixteen bodies, looked at the empty windows on the second floor, sighed, and hurried to the villa building.

"Pedal pedal......" the sound of every step upstairs made Zhang tiebang's heart beat faster, and he took a step back. The hand holding the gun trembled badly.

Finally, the footsteps upstairs stopped, and Yang Yesheng's figure soon appeared at the door of the room. Zhang tiebang also retreated to the root of the wall and couldn't move any more. The machine gun in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

"Don't... don't kill me, i... I don't want to die." When Yang Yesheng walked into the room, Zhang tiebang's heart almost jumped out of his throat. He peed his pants at once, and then knelt down with a "plop". Yang Yesheng kowtowed repeatedly, "please, Mr. Yang, uncle Yang, Grandpa Yang, please, I don't want to die. Please let me fart."

"Hey." As Yang Yesheng walked into the room, he said with a cold smile, "Zhang tiebang, it seems that you have said this sentence once today. At that time, I did put you as a fart, but I didn't expect a second time."

"I......" Zhang tiebang blushed immediately. It was indeed the second time he said this, but he was able to adapt to the situation in a critical moment. He hurriedly said, "Grandpa Yang, you let me go. I am very grateful to you, and I dare not regenerate any thoughts to deal with you. It was your old man who came to our house tonight, not us who came to you. Please spare me this time."

When Zhang tiebang said this, Yang Yesheng remembered that he came to Zhang Yujun's father and son tonight, not Zhang Yujun's father and son to avenge him.

Although tie Yulan answered Zhang tiebang's phone and said it would be bad for Yang Yesheng, it was just a phone call. It was not recorded and could not be used as evidence. If Yang Yesheng said it, Zhang tiebang would die and refuse to admit it.

Yang Yesheng glanced at Zhang tiebang, nodded and said, "OK, Zhang tiebang, I'll spare you this time."

At the right moment, tie Yulan walked in and just heard this sentence. He was stunned and thought to himself, don't you worry about his revenge if you kill Zhang tiebang's Lao Tzu?

However, Yang Yesheng has said this, and it's hard for iron magnolia to say anything. After all, Zhang Jia is kind to their iron family. She can't encourage Yang Yesheng to kill Zhang tiebang.

However, before she finished these four words, the gunfire had sounded, "dada...".

Yang Yesheng's speed was faster. He turned sharply, waved his arms again, followed all the bullets and threw them at Zhang tiebang's face.

With the same shrill scream, Zhang tiebang followed in the footsteps of his father Zhang Yujun, and his face became a sieve and died miserably on the ground.

Yang Yesheng looked at Zhang tiebang's body and snorted coldly, "I didn't measure my strength. I wanted you to live a few more days. I didn't expect you to die."

With a "wow", iron Magnolia looked at Zhang Yujun's face and Zhang tiebang's face. She couldn't help but cover her mouth, turned around and ran to the door, but she began to vomit before reaching the door.

Qian Youhao also ran in, but only saw Zhang tiebang fall to the ground. He was stunned and sighed immediately.

The machine gun was still in Zhang tiebang's hand, but all the bullets entered his face. Obviously, it was the same as Zhang Yujun's situation, and he was to blame.

Yang Yesheng said to the women, "don't be afraid. I only kill Zhang Yujun and his son. It has nothing to do with others. It won't be bad for you."

As soon as these words were said, the nervous and frightened hearts of these women calmed down a little, but the panic in their eyes had not completely disappeared. The capital crime had been avoided. What is the living crime.

Yang Yesheng ignored the women, turned to Qian Youhao and said with a smile, "Lao Qian, you know what happened tonight. What are your plans next?"

Qian Youhao understood Yang Yesheng's mind and admired Yang Yesheng's Kung Fu. He hugged him with both fists and said, "Mr. Yang, if you don't think my kung fu is low, I'd like to work for Mr. Yang from now on."

"OK." Yang Yesheng was overjoyed and said, "Lao Qian, don't worry, I won't treat you badly."