Super Great Fortune Teller
Chapter 882
Wang Qian shook his head helplessly. Wang Qian and the monk didn't have the slightest pressure to deal with the people in these volcanic groups. The pistols were fatal to others, but for them, if they wanted to, they could really avoid the bullet of the pistol,
once there was a murderous plane and gas on the person, the monk and Wang Qian would feel it for the first time, the moment before they felt the murderous gas Wang Qian and the monk had enough assurance to escape.
The Japanese killers on the bus didn't know what Wang Qian and the monk were talking about, but they didn't care. They immediately held out their pistols and pointed them in the direction of Wang Qian and the monk.
Wang Qian and the monk shut up.
The car sped all the way. As far as a port in Osaka, it was more than ten o'clock at night, and the port had already been closed.
There was no boat. When Wang Qian and the monk were taken out of the car, what they saw was the black sea water in front of them and the yellow street lights behind them.
The street lamp is more than ten miles away from here, and Osaka City in the distance is ablaze with lights.
Bang bang!
Several other cars stopped steadily one after another. Then Mitsui Shin got out of the car, took off his Yasha mask, snapped his fingers and lit a lamp on Wang Qian's head.
Mitsui Shin looked at the monk with a sarcastic smile on his face.
The Chinese translator quickly took off his mask. It was a thin, rat eyed Chinese. Wang Qian saw him, and his eyes flashed a deep disgust.
Mitsui Shin said something to Huaxia translator.
The Chinese translator looked at the monk and said, "Mr. Mitsui, do you like barbecue?"
"What?" Monk and Wang Qian are two-year-old monks who can't understand.
The Mitsui letter took them to the port late at night and asked them if they like barbecue?
However, the monk replied solemnly, "tell me Mitsui shin, I like barbecue. If he wants to apologize to me, let him take us to eat as soon as possible. For the sake of beating him in the daytime, I can forgive him!"
The translator's eyes widened when he heard the monk's words. However, he still told Mitsui Shin exactly what the monk said. After hearing the monk's words, Mitsui shin and the other killers all burst out laughing.
Later, Mitsui Shin commanded a man and took a barrel of gasoline from a distance.
Mitsui Shin pointed to the gasoline, and then to the monk.
The translator quickly said, "Mr. Mitsui said that he would give you a decent way to die. If you like barbecue, you can eat your own meat later! "
After the translator finished, his eyes also showed a bloodthirsty look, and he was waiting to see the monk kneel down and beg for mercy.
When the monk heard the translation, he immediately rounded his eyes.
"What's the matter? It's up to me?" The monk snorted.
But Wang Qian didn't speak all the time. He stood there and looked at the monk.
When the monk saw Wang Qian's performance, he was even more dissatisfied. He pointed to Wang Qian and said, "this is my boss. What can you do through him. What's more, the reason why I beat Mitsui Shin so hard today is also my boss's order! "
The monk pointed at Wang Qian and said.
When Wang Qian heard the monk's words, he wanted to slap this guy.
But Mitsui Shin turned his head and looked at Wang Qian with a look of disdain on his face.
He walked slowly to Wang Qian, looked at him and said, "is what he said true?"
I gave the translation to Hua Xia.
Wang Qian nodded and said, "that's right."
Later, Wang Qian also said seriously: "apologize to the monk immediately. It's really wrong of you to do things during the day."
When the translator heard Wang Qian's words, he only felt that he had heard some jokes.
When he translated Wang Qian's words to all the people present, all the people present laughed wildly.
"I don't know how to live or die!" Mitsui Shin's face was even more gloomy after laughing.
Today, the monk had already teased him first. Unexpectedly, another Wang Qian appeared.
No matter how good his temper is, Rao can't accept Wang Qian and the monk's provocation. Mitsui Shin takes out his pistol and points it at Wang Qian's forehead, then he will shoot.
However, at the moment when Mitsui wanted to shoot, Wang Qian had already shot like electricity, and immediately seized Mitsui's gun barrel.
Then he squeezed hard.
Creak.
A piercing sound of iron sheet extrusion came out. An iron pistol, under Wang Qian's grip, was pinched into a ball of scrap iron by him.
Mitsui Shin's face suddenly changed when he saw that the pistol in his hand was crushed into scrap iron like a paper ball.
However, Wang Qian is the first time to hand, one hand to grasp Mitsui letter neck, PA! What I want to do is slap me in the face of Mitsui shin.
This slap made Mitsui fan fly more than ten meters.The others immediately took out their guns and aimed at Wang Qian and the monk.
However, they just point their guns at Wang Qian and monk, only to find that they have lost their target. However, Wang Qian and monk come to Mitsui shin and the killers quickly.
In less than a second, Wang Qian pinched their pistols into scrap iron.
The monk is one second slower than Wang Qian.
With the sound of the pistol landing, these killers only felt cold all over. They looked at Wang Qian and the monk in shock.
Even don't understand the pistol in his hand, how can be two people pinch into a ball of scrap iron.
Everyone reached out and looked at their palms, several of them holding their fingers to the trigger of the pistol.
In the fierce tug of the monk and Wang Qian, their fingers are already dislocated.
Dislocated fingers of the two people, quickly cover their fingers scream.
At this time, Mitsui Shin also got up and looked at Wang Qian and monk in the shadow of the lamp. Their faces seemed to be like Shura's fierce ghosts.
Wang Qian walked slowly to Mitsui shin, stretched out his arm and retreated with both hands and feet. He looked at Wang Qian and the monk, hoping that there was a crack on the ground and he could get in. He never wanted to face Wang Qian and the monk again.
These two people obviously have the strength to crush them, but they have to pretend to be grandchildren there?!
When he thought that he had mastered all the initiative, the two men were brave enough to smash all his arrangements. The Chinese translator watched Wang Qian and the monk go to Mitsui Shin like a demon, then turned around and wanted to run.
Wang Qian saw the translation and shook his head.
Then he stamped his right foot.
Ground boom! It's a big noise.
The translator bumped into a gas wall and fainted.
"The monk called the interpreter. I have something to ask him."
When the monk heard Wang Qian's words, he immediately ran to the interpreter.
But at this time, one of the killers took out a pistol and fired in the direction of Wang Qian.
Bang!
once there was a murderous plane and gas on the person, the monk and Wang Qian would feel it for the first time, the moment before they felt the murderous gas Wang Qian and the monk had enough assurance to escape.
The Japanese killers on the bus didn't know what Wang Qian and the monk were talking about, but they didn't care. They immediately held out their pistols and pointed them in the direction of Wang Qian and the monk.
Wang Qian and the monk shut up.
The car sped all the way. As far as a port in Osaka, it was more than ten o'clock at night, and the port had already been closed.
There was no boat. When Wang Qian and the monk were taken out of the car, what they saw was the black sea water in front of them and the yellow street lights behind them.
The street lamp is more than ten miles away from here, and Osaka City in the distance is ablaze with lights.
Bang bang!
Several other cars stopped steadily one after another. Then Mitsui Shin got out of the car, took off his Yasha mask, snapped his fingers and lit a lamp on Wang Qian's head.
Mitsui Shin looked at the monk with a sarcastic smile on his face.
The Chinese translator quickly took off his mask. It was a thin, rat eyed Chinese. Wang Qian saw him, and his eyes flashed a deep disgust.
Mitsui Shin said something to Huaxia translator.
The Chinese translator looked at the monk and said, "Mr. Mitsui, do you like barbecue?"
"What?" Monk and Wang Qian are two-year-old monks who can't understand.
The Mitsui letter took them to the port late at night and asked them if they like barbecue?
However, the monk replied solemnly, "tell me Mitsui shin, I like barbecue. If he wants to apologize to me, let him take us to eat as soon as possible. For the sake of beating him in the daytime, I can forgive him!"
The translator's eyes widened when he heard the monk's words. However, he still told Mitsui Shin exactly what the monk said. After hearing the monk's words, Mitsui shin and the other killers all burst out laughing.
Later, Mitsui Shin commanded a man and took a barrel of gasoline from a distance.
Mitsui Shin pointed to the gasoline, and then to the monk.
The translator quickly said, "Mr. Mitsui said that he would give you a decent way to die. If you like barbecue, you can eat your own meat later! "
After the translator finished, his eyes also showed a bloodthirsty look, and he was waiting to see the monk kneel down and beg for mercy.
When the monk heard the translation, he immediately rounded his eyes.
"What's the matter? It's up to me?" The monk snorted.
But Wang Qian didn't speak all the time. He stood there and looked at the monk.
When the monk saw Wang Qian's performance, he was even more dissatisfied. He pointed to Wang Qian and said, "this is my boss. What can you do through him. What's more, the reason why I beat Mitsui Shin so hard today is also my boss's order! "
The monk pointed at Wang Qian and said.
When Wang Qian heard the monk's words, he wanted to slap this guy.
But Mitsui Shin turned his head and looked at Wang Qian with a look of disdain on his face.
He walked slowly to Wang Qian, looked at him and said, "is what he said true?"
I gave the translation to Hua Xia.
Wang Qian nodded and said, "that's right."
Later, Wang Qian also said seriously: "apologize to the monk immediately. It's really wrong of you to do things during the day."
When the translator heard Wang Qian's words, he only felt that he had heard some jokes.
When he translated Wang Qian's words to all the people present, all the people present laughed wildly.
"I don't know how to live or die!" Mitsui Shin's face was even more gloomy after laughing.
Today, the monk had already teased him first. Unexpectedly, another Wang Qian appeared.
No matter how good his temper is, Rao can't accept Wang Qian and the monk's provocation. Mitsui Shin takes out his pistol and points it at Wang Qian's forehead, then he will shoot.
However, at the moment when Mitsui wanted to shoot, Wang Qian had already shot like electricity, and immediately seized Mitsui's gun barrel.
Then he squeezed hard.
Creak.
A piercing sound of iron sheet extrusion came out. An iron pistol, under Wang Qian's grip, was pinched into a ball of scrap iron by him.
Mitsui Shin's face suddenly changed when he saw that the pistol in his hand was crushed into scrap iron like a paper ball.
However, Wang Qian is the first time to hand, one hand to grasp Mitsui letter neck, PA! What I want to do is slap me in the face of Mitsui shin.
This slap made Mitsui fan fly more than ten meters.The others immediately took out their guns and aimed at Wang Qian and the monk.
However, they just point their guns at Wang Qian and monk, only to find that they have lost their target. However, Wang Qian and monk come to Mitsui shin and the killers quickly.
In less than a second, Wang Qian pinched their pistols into scrap iron.
The monk is one second slower than Wang Qian.
With the sound of the pistol landing, these killers only felt cold all over. They looked at Wang Qian and the monk in shock.
Even don't understand the pistol in his hand, how can be two people pinch into a ball of scrap iron.
Everyone reached out and looked at their palms, several of them holding their fingers to the trigger of the pistol.
In the fierce tug of the monk and Wang Qian, their fingers are already dislocated.
Dislocated fingers of the two people, quickly cover their fingers scream.
At this time, Mitsui Shin also got up and looked at Wang Qian and monk in the shadow of the lamp. Their faces seemed to be like Shura's fierce ghosts.
Wang Qian walked slowly to Mitsui shin, stretched out his arm and retreated with both hands and feet. He looked at Wang Qian and the monk, hoping that there was a crack on the ground and he could get in. He never wanted to face Wang Qian and the monk again.
These two people obviously have the strength to crush them, but they have to pretend to be grandchildren there?!
When he thought that he had mastered all the initiative, the two men were brave enough to smash all his arrangements. The Chinese translator watched Wang Qian and the monk go to Mitsui Shin like a demon, then turned around and wanted to run.
Wang Qian saw the translation and shook his head.
Then he stamped his right foot.
Ground boom! It's a big noise.
The translator bumped into a gas wall and fainted.
"The monk called the interpreter. I have something to ask him."
When the monk heard Wang Qian's words, he immediately ran to the interpreter.
But at this time, one of the killers took out a pistol and fired in the direction of Wang Qian.
Bang!
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