The last person who threatened me was no longer able to know how many meters of grass on the grave.

Just one person killed a few law enforcement agents, and then inexplicably felt that he was a very great wasteful and lonely rich second generation?

No one can threaten me!

No!

What are you thinking?

Burwo was also stunned when he heard this.

This is completely different from the plot he imagined. He agreed to throw the gun away and then shot him directly.

What about the script?

Where did my script go?

Just then.

A click!

Skye's eyes shrank.

Lake directly fired his gun, Glock loaded it directly with his seventeenth style, and pointed his expression at Skye's chest: "Why, I dare not kill you, do you want me to help you so as not to waste everyone's time. It's over early and take you back to enjoy my big meal early."

Burwo came back to his senses: "Wait..."

Lake smiled and said, "What are you doing?"

"There are surveillance here. If you shoot and kill the hostage..."

"Don't worry, there is no surveillance inside the Star Building."

“…”

Wait a moment.

This is not right.

After saying this, Lake blinked his eyes. Why did this conversation suddenly feel like an easy offense and defense? How did I feel like I am the villain who takes the hostage?

There seems to be a similar feeling to Burwo.

Skye's face was pitch black, staring at Lake's handsome face with a muzzle in front and a muzzle behind.

How about it?

Should I be bullied at such a young age?

Why should I be a hostage?

This black policeman.

Skye shook her head and couldn't help but struggle.

Burwo behind him came back to his senses.

Lake's eyes shrank slightly and he shot out directly.

"Bang!"

A bullet instantly came out of the cavity, drawing a beautiful arc.

Skye was about to suffocate.

even.

Skye could clearly see the traces of the bullet flying over.

I'm going to die.

Skye couldn't help but scream in his heart as he looked at the bullet that was shot straight towards his left eye, and then something strange happened.

The bullet seemed to have changed its movement trajectory.

sink.

As if he was remotely controlled, he passed through the armpit that could accommodate the bullets. Then, the bullet made a sharp turn and a sound of soothing, hitting Bulvo's right hand holding the gun.

"Bang!"

"ah!"

Lake stepped forward and shot again, directly disconnected Bulvo's left hand holding Skye's arm, and then pushed Skye directly and quickly backwards.

At the moment it was lifted up.

Skye felt like a rag doll, and her heart rolled, and then fainted gorgeously.

George walked up again after the gunfire, and then after seeing Lake pulling Skye, he turned toward the Special Service and made a backward gesture: "Don't come over."

Several members of the special service team looked at each other, and after a while, they turned tacitly toward the emergency passage.

"ah!"

"ah!"

"ah!"

Bulvo screamed, and his right hand hurt, and he wanted to press it with his left hand. As a result, it hurts when pressing his left hand to his right hand. After that, when switching back and forth, Bulvo's scream also switched.

Lake raised his pistol expressionlessly.

George stopped him and said, "I'll do it."

Lake laughed loudly.

George's eyes signaled to the little loli who fainted under Lake's armpit and said, "I have some things to talk about with him. Don't you take your little loli to the hospital first?"
Chapter completed!