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123 I give you freedom, you do things for me (5000 words~)(1/3)

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How dare this kid say that they are novices?

They robbed it at least three times without incident, and no detectives have found them yet!

Because of this, they became bolder and even wanted to rob casinos that were surrounded by gang members.

Why do the people in front of me say they are novices?

And they said they held the gun in the wrong way? Isn’t that how they hold guns on TV?

Any questions? No questions!

Relying on the fact that he had a gun pointed at Du Wei, the leader's eyes flashed with a ruthless look, and he raised his leg to give Du Wei a good look.

But the next second, his eyes blurred for a moment.

Du Wei suddenly raised his leg and stepped on his outstretched foot, followed by a sharp pain coming from his calf.

He has a broken bone!

"ah!"

A scream immediately made the other two thugs subconsciously pull the trigger.

boom!

There was only one gunshot because the other guy didn't even turn the safety on.

Because the guy who fired the gun was holding the gun with one hand, the bullet didn't even come out of the gun smoothly.

He has the appearance of wielding a spear but not the actual ability to wield a spear.

After firing the gun, he only felt a pain in his wrist, as if he had suffered from tenosynovitis for many years.

The severe pain forced him to hold the gun with both hands to fire the next shot.

It's a pity that he never has one chance.

Duwei's beautiful side kick knocked away the pistol that he was already holding unsteadily, and then he hit the man's face hard with a roundhouse kick.

Click!

The sound of bone cracking was heard again, and the facial features under the black cloth were instantly distorted and sharp bone spurs smashed straight into the brain, making the man fall completely silent.

Another thug who was still wondering why the gun didn't fire saw a chill that spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He wanted to escape, but his feet were fixed to the ground as if someone had cast a permanent spell.

He was so frightened that he couldn't even feel the existence of his legs.

The numbness had caused him to lose control of his body.

Du Wei picked up the gun that fell on the ground unhurriedly and taught him on the spot:

"This is how you should hold a gun."

boom!

Okay, he understands how to hold the gun. If there is a gun in hell, he will definitely be able to fire a bullet.

The remaining leader, whose leg was trampled by Du Wei, frantically used his good leg to squirm on the ground, trying to get away from the existence of the humanoid demon in front of him.

But a person with two legs cannot outrun a person with four legs. In the same way, a person with one leg cannot outrun a person with two legs.

Du Wei easily caught up with the guy who was trying to escape. He stepped on the opponent's injured leg, then looked into his eyes and said:

"Obviously, you don't even bother to practice basic skills. If you can survive until now, you can probably only thank God for not letting you meet some ruthless characters.

But obviously, God has opened a window for you, but you have to go to hell through the door.

Then God will naturally not favor you, and I wish you nightmares again and again."

After finishing speaking, Du Wei stepped down on the opponent's horrified eyes.

The hardness of the front of the skull is obviously not comparable to that of a watermelon...

So the rough process is that the skull cracked on the first kick, the face was sunken on the second kick, and it wasn't until the third kick that the yellow and white things came out one after another.

Du Wei shook off the boots on his feet, and when he raised his head, he realized that at some point, a guy who had covered himself tightly even in the summer was watching all this with his mouth open.

Du Wei smiled sheepishly, then raised the gun in his hand and said:

"Are you David? Sorry, I just cleaned up some garbage.

Don’t worry, this is not directed at you.”

to be honest

, when David saw this scene, he wanted to pretend that he didn't see anything, turned around and left.

This horse riding is a murder scene!

If he doesn't leave, will the CIA come to arrest him?

What's more, one less thing is worse than one more thing. Isn't it okay if he doesn't get involved in this matter?

But Du Wei used the gun in his hand to make him give up this choice.

Just kidding, if it's not directed at you, can you please put down the gun before talking?

It’s really unconvincing to talk like this!

Unfortunately, David could only complain about these words in his heart.

He didn't know if the murderous maniac in front of him would want to send him to death because of his complaints.

"Hello...hello."

Facing David's greeting, Du Wei motioned David to come closer with the gun in his hand, and then said:

"Wait a minute, I have to deal with the scene."

Then David came over reluctantly and watched Duwei holding a gun in one hand and ordering a takeaway service on the phone with the other.

This guy actually felt hungry after killing someone?

Could it be that he is a pervert? He has to look at the brains that look like broken tofu brains sprinkled with watermelon juice before he can eat?

David felt a cramp in his abdomen when he thought of this. This was too harsh.

His eyes kept glancing at the corpses on the ground and the fallen firearms.

He was mentally calculating his chances of survival in a duel with Du Wei.

But he soon discovered to his dismay that if a fight broke out, his survival rate would be infinitely close to 0.

Du Wei, who could kill three strong men in just ten seconds, was obviously not something he could match.

Damn it! When did he make such an enemy?

This really puzzled him.

It looks like a backup plan must be enabled.

David put his hand into his pocket and quickly edited text messages on his unlocked phone.

The recipient of the text message he sent was named Frank Custer.

After making the call, Du Wei looked at David's little actions with a smile. David was completely focused on editing the text message.

When he raised his head and saw Du Wei looking at him, he was shocked. The expression on his face betrayed him.

But for some reason, he felt that Du Wei already knew everything but didn't choose to cause trouble for him.

Instead, he left the gun with fingerprints in a conspicuous place.

It's like they were afraid that the detectives wouldn't be able to find out who did it.

Arrogant! He is so arrogant. He has never seen such an arrogant person in his whole life!

Then Du Wei patted David on the shoulder, and David, who was so nervous, almost jumped up one meter from where he was.

He almost thought he was going to die with a twist of his neck!….

Even David himself could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating violently in his chest.

Feeling David's nervousness due to the misunderstanding, Du Wei said as gently as possible:

"Don't be nervous, come on, let's change places and talk."

But Du Wei's behavior at this time was no different from the devil in David's eyes.

After all, there is still someone's brain tissue left on Du Wei's boots, which doesn't seem like a state that can make people less nervous.

David followed Duwei stiffly into a cafe not far away.

It wasn't until he saw many people in the cafe that David relaxed a little.

With so many people in the cafe, Du Wei wouldn't be so crazy as to take out his machine gun and shoot them, right?

If this is the case, then he has admitted defeat.

However, David noticed that Du Wei had been looking out the window. He was extremely curious and saw that Du Wei didn't speak, so he also cast his eyes out the window.
To be continued...
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