The Return of the Saint

"TMD, this time, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, take the initiative to spare!"

225 murderous drug dealers

Wu Hao placed on the corner of the wall, tried to wanted to rush out in the surrounding circle, but the sticks of the waving came back.

Looking at the more and more close few people, Wu Hao knows that even if he is a man, it is definitely can't hide.

At this moment, the wall of the hall, there is a closed iron gate, from the Iron gate, trying to open the door.

Several blending is suddenly surprised.

"who!"

The iron gate did not answer, the bald head Dong Liang angry, told him:

"When you look at this woman here, I will go see."

Then Dong Liang slammed the ball to the shoulders, and the big shot came to the iron gate, kicked the iron gate, and went in.

There are several blessed, while we are surrounded by Wu Wei, and you will lose Wu Wei.

"Beautiful is beautiful, but unfortunately the chest is too flat, look at this small face, the brother will be, hahaha!"

Several blending haha ​​laughed together.

Suddenly, the iron gate there, the bald Downtine was stunned, and slowly retired back, his hand, the baseball rod in his hand fell on the ground.

Several blending, just waiting.

He saw a black painted barrel, pointed to Dong Liang's head, slowly revealing from the other side of the iron gate.

Dong Liang is like this, was tapered in the brain, the leg trembled, slowly retracted.

Holding a pistol, a man wearing sunglasses, a height of 1 meter 80.

Strong muscles spread in the suit.

The people in the hall are all glimpse.

what happened?

Then, after the black clothes, she walked several black people holding a pistol.

These black people in the shock hall, immediately point to everyone in the hall.

After a series of "jingle" sound, the weapons in the hands of the mixeds fell on the ground.

After a minute, in a large group of black people's eyes, Wu Wei, Sun Yi and the six mixed mixed, squatted into a row on the ground, everyone behind a black man pointed with a gun.

It turned out that when this group of drug dealers met, they suddenly heard the wall behind the other side and came from "".

Suddenly, the two groups were immediately nervous.

The fat man with a gold necklace and the eyes are a slap in the seat.

The bodyguard behind the two is that all the pistols have been all taken.

The fat man angered: "Are you a dog?"

Eye men are anger: "Do you deceive us?"

After the difference between the two people, it was a glimpse.

After a few seconds, the eyes have a man: "You all sent two people, and see it in the past."

The fat peg nodded.

Then four black people holding a pistol, carefully walked to the iron gate, gently kicked the iron gate.

In a few seconds, the iron gate was suddenly kicked by people.

A full of fierce bald blends, carrying a ball and walks in an extremely arrogant look.

Walking around: "TMD, which small scorpion hides ...".

I haven't finished it yet, the bald head almost bit my tongue.

Because he saw it, there were more than 30 people who had a black black man, a black pressure, and neatly turned to him.

The bald head is mixed with a mouth.

Next to it, a black man takes the pistol on his brain, and the bald blend is not allowed to retreat from the autonomy.

Then there was a just scene.

Looking at the people in front of this group of people who are inexplicably sled, the green brains with gold necklaces are attacked.

This is the malicious guy, almost causing the bid on both sides.

I am asking me: "Interrogation or I am coming."

The fat face nodded gloomy.

"of course!"

So the glasses men walked to the left and the most thin mixed face, from the arms, took out a silver revolver, pointed to his mind:

"Say, who you are? What is you doing here?"

The skin is slim, where is this big squad, want to talk, but because of tension, it becomes barte.

"I ... we are just a group of small mixed, here, here ..."

The thin man is not from the eyes of the eyes, trying to get the old eyes of the boss.

"" Sounds.

The thin man was played on a round hole on the forehead, and it fell to the ground.

The glasses man continues to go to the fattest mixed mix of the body, pointed to his mind with a gun:

"Tell me, what do you want to do in here?"

The fat man is mixed with this silver revolver. It has just been following a companion's life, and now, the muzzle is referring to on his own brain.

Suddenly collapsed.

The nose of the nose is everywhere, crying: "I beg you, don't kill me! I don't want to die! I said! I said!"