The Cold President's Best Master

These foolish aboriginal men felt that the gods they worshipped were attacked by each other. They looked crazy one by one. They kept shouting Asura and rushed to the opposite building.

Especially the gang leader Tim, who was more crazy than others, opened his mouth and shouted, "Asura! Asura!"

When he became crazy, the ox head in front of him also swelled, and the red eyes of the ox head seemed to live, looking extremely ferocious!

Seeing the reaction of these indigenous men, Lu Chong immediately understood that the sniper was not arranged by them!

When he came here, in addition to offending the Shenniu Gang where these indigenous men belong, he was the Fulong Gang where some Chinese scum belong!

It never occurred to him that Feng Yi, the leader of the Fulong Gang, not only didn't get a lesson but restrained himself, but also dared to retaliate!

Feng Yi, Feng Yi, I thought you were Chinese and spared your life, but I didn't expect you to dare to arrange a sniper to deal with me!

"Feng Yi! You fucking want to die!" Lu Chong flew into a rage, carrying Ye Xiaomei on his back and running towards the building like lightning.

When he ran, he didn't run straight. His pace was very strange. The sniper fired several bullets, all of which were easily avoided by him.

When the sniper aimed again, he couldn't find Lu Chong in the sight.

He looked pale and said to fat pig Feng Yi, "boss, I can't find him!"

When Feng Yi heard this, he was shocked and angry. He stood up from his wheelchair, raised his foot, and kicked the sniper downstairs: "useless things, die for me!"

In fact, Feng Yi knows very well that the sniper is not a waste, but the best sniper in the country, comparable to the world-class level. It is not that the sniper is too useless, but that Lu Chong is too powerful and powerful!

He is very angry now and needs a vent. It happened that the sniper fell in front of him and became the victim of his anger!

The sniper never expected that his boss, Feng Yi, should be the murderer. He was unprepared. He was kicked off the roof by Feng Yi. The whole person fell straight like a kite off the line, and burst into a terrible howl: "Feng Yi... Lying in the slot, NIMA..." flopped and fell downstairs, whining!

Feng Yi kicked the sniper away with too much force, which made his vital wound blurred by Lu Chong burst again, and he howled miserably: "grass! Pain!"

He hurried back to his wheelchair. At this time, he could not care about the pain. He never thought that Lu Chong could kill more than 100 indigenous men at once and let those indigenous people worship him as gods. Moreover, Lu Chong could escape the sniper's sniper. He avoided not one shot, but more than 20 shots, all of them! And unharmed!

What's more terrible is that those aborigines thought their gods had been offended and rushed frantically. If these aborigines blocked the exit of the building, he would surely die here!

When Feng Yi thought of this, he was shocked and anxious. His forehead was in a cold sweat. He rushed to a leader of Fulong gang and said, "ah Hui, hurry to inform the brothers below that they must fight with the aborigines, and they can't block the exit of the building!"

When ah Hui, the leader, saw the scene just now, his face was also very pale. He couldn't help cursing, "Feng Yi, wocao NIMA, if you hadn't been lecherous and provoked others, how could we have provoked such a murderous God!"

But he knows that this is not the time to curse Feng Yi. If those aborigines block the exit, Feng Yi will not only die here, but also he will not live!

So he quickly called the leader downstairs and asked the Fulong gang members below to carry the attack of the aborigines of the Shenniu Gang!

After Feng Yi gave the order, he immediately shouted, "Amin! Rong! Push me! Get out of here quickly, or you'll die if you meet that guy! Hurry up! Push the fuck!"

He thought of Lu Chong's terrible combat power and was almost scared to pee his pants. He quickly asked his men to push him down the elevator and wanted to escape the building before Lu Chong arrived!

But when they took the elevator to the first floor, they found that the front door on the first floor had been blocked by a large group of people!

Dozens of horses of the Fulong sect are cutting with the disciples of the Shenniu sect. Everyone is holding a sharp machete. First, the number of the Shenniu Gang is large, and second, the disciples of the Shenniu gang are all crazy. Like the legendary crazy soldiers, they are cut by the horses of the Fulong sect. Their blood is splashed, but they don't do anything, Continue to stare at blood red eyes, wield a machete and cut at the horse of Fulong gang who was caught by surprise!

In this way, after a while, the dozens of Fulong Gang horses will die and lose their vitality. Let alone carry them. I'm afraid they will all be hacked to death by these aborigines in a little while!

Seeing this scene, Feng Yi, the dead fat pig, whose face was full of flesh, was full of panic. A lot of cold sweat came out of his forehead and the hairs on his back stood up. He never expected that Lu Chong was so strong that he let these indigenous men worship him and even sacrifice their lives to defend him!

Feng Yi saw that the front door horse was about to be cut to death. He didn't dare to hesitate any more. He rushed to the two men who pushed his wheelchair and shouted, "Amin! Rong! You fools, push to the back door quickly. Let's run through the back door!"

So, a Ming, a Rong and a dozen other men pulled out pistols, pushed wheelchairs, covered Feng Yi and fled to the back door!

Feng Yi, a dead fat pig, is too fat. His wheelchair is a little weak. With a click, he broke a wheel! Ah Rong can't push at all!

"Sleeping trough! Carry me!" Feng Yi roared, "carry me!"

Amin quickly squats down and wants to carry Feng Yi on his back.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yi, a dead fat pig, was so fat that he crushed Amin and fell to the ground.

Feng Yi himself was black and blue in sleep.

In a rage, Feng Yi pulls out his pistol, points it at Amin's head, and slams Amin's head!

Several other horses helped Feng Yi and walked hard forward.

The back door of the building is tightly closed. Feng Yi and others push open the back door and are about to run into the alley behind the building.

Just as they all came out of the gate, they heard the piercing sound of "whew, whew, whew"!

Then came the dull sounds of breaking the body.

Then there was another Scream: "ah! Ah! Ah..."

Feng Yizheng bent his back and dragged his bloated body down the steps. He suddenly felt that the two people who helped him suddenly trembled. He was shocked and raised his head.

When he saw the scene clearly in front of him, he couldn't help but stand up and be scared!

I saw his dozens of horses with guns, either with their heads broken, their necks pierced, or their hearts pierced. They all stared with big eyes and died in peace!

Of course they died in peace. They were all armed with guns, but they were killed by the enemy with stones!