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Chapter 137 Shooting

Updated: 2013-01-23

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a buzz cut and a squid on his face, looking like a big shot. This person is the famous Qiang Brother.

The remaining two were the man who pointed a gun at the fat man. He had an ordinary appearance and a small figure, as if a gust of wind could blow him away. It is hard to imagine such a person being kidnapped and extorted by students who were bullied and extorted by gangsters in school.

But perhaps it is because of this, he looks ordinary and seems to disappear completely as soon as he enters the crowd. Therefore, his true face has been hidden very deeply and has not been caught by the police until now. It can be said that such a person is very suitable for a ruthless character who is a killer.

Another fat man had never seen him, but he was tall and mighty, with a long scar on his face, which looked like a human-shaped tyrannosaurus, and was extremely ferocious. At this time, he was holding a camera in his hand.

"Two friends, are you sleeping well? Are you satisfied with my arrangement?" Brother Qiang squatted in front of them with a smile. If the flesh on his face became ferocious because of his smile, then his current performance would undoubtedly be very gentlemanly.

Unfortunately, Tang Xiying was indifferent to his politeness, and she even shrank back in fear.

Brother Qiang didn't care and looked at the fat man with a smile: "Brother, it's a bit abrupt to invite you to visit, but don't be afraid. We are just asking for money and have no intention of hurting you. Please rest assured, if you can cooperate well, I will definitely guarantee your safety."

The gentler his voice is, the more scared the fat man is. This is very different from the brutal kidnappers in the movie. The more humble he is, the more it means that his cruelty is difficult to estimate.

Because dogs that bite people don’t bark!

The fat man felt nervous and his whole body tremble, probably without blood on his face. He tried not to let his voice go off because of excessive trembling. He looked at the other person's eyes without showing weakness:

"I don't know what this big brother plans to deal with us?"

Of course, although the fat man mustered up the courage to say this, looking at Brother Qiang's eyes that seemed gentle but filled with cold and cruelty, the fat man's heart was still timid.

"Haha! Of course the goods are supplied on the shelves to wait for the buyer." After that, he stood up and waved to the scarred man holding a small camera.

Then he looked at the fat man and Tang Xiying and smiled: "Now we have to let the goods see the quality of the goods, you'd better cooperate."

After saying that, he reached out to pull Tang Xiying. Tang Xiying screamed in fear, and quickly took a few steps back and retreated to the cold white wall before stopping.

The fat man instinctively grabbed his hand and plucked up his courage: "Brother, how do you want to cooperate? I'll do it, don't make things difficult for the girl."

Brother Qiang sneered, slapped the fat man's hand and said, "Damn fat man, don't be shameless! He still wants heroes to save the beauty. To put it bluntly, you are not qualified to be the protagonist."

Sure enough, I was just a gift for kidnapping activities, and it didn't mean much to them! Maybe it was still a big trouble. Should I be more contented so as not to be killed by them, the fat man thought.

Brother Qiang ignored the fat man's random thoughts and reached out to grab Tang Xiying again.

Seeing this, the fat man was anxious and had no idea where the courage came from. All the cautious thoughts of the past were thrown into the Yellow River. He actually stretched out his hand and pushed the big man in front of him staggered.

A crisp sound of "Bang!"—

Brother Qiang was angry and gave the fat man a crisp slap in the face with his backhand. Countless stars appeared in front of the fat man. He was dizzy for a moment and did not sit firmly. He fell to the ground, and a trace of blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth.

"Go to you~ Damn, I'll be fined if I don't want toast!" Brother Qiang's hidden fierce nature finally broke out.

"No! Please don't hit him."

Tang Xiying's scream echoed in the room, looking at Brother Qiang begging.

As if he heard the begging, Brother Qiang seemed even more excited. The bloodthirsty, cruelty and violent that emerged from his heart made all his reason disappear, his eyes emitted a bloody cold light, and the only thing left was a cruel beast that was completely for venting.

Even the two subordinates next to him, the scar man and the thin man, were so scared that they took a few steps back and did not dare to approach Brother Qiang who was furious.

I saw that Brother Qiang's big-headed leather shoes were completely irregular, regardless of the importance. He ignored the goal and stepped on the fat man's body and kicked him wildly, as if he wanted to kick the fat man into a pile of shit, and he was crazy.

For a moment, the fat man was beaten to death and screamed repeatedly.

At this time, the fat man Zhang Haonan seemed to feel like a drum, being hit by countless hammers randomly, and it was about to explode. His mouth could no longer make any sound, and what he could hear was the "huhu" sound of breathing in his ears.

Three minutes later, Brother Qiang seemed to have all his anger vented. He stopped kicking his feet and spat a sputum on the ground, looking at the fat man who had been beaten undescendingly:

"Boy, is it fun? Are you completely happy? I fucking hate people who are overestimating themselves and those who are more obsessed with their abilities. If you give you three points of color, you want to open a dyeing room. Are you fucking looking for death?"

Tang Xiying hugged the fat man and cried: "Woooo~~, do you... do you feel pain? Are you still alive? Fat man, can you say something?"

Wen Xiang said softly, but the fat man could not hear it clearly. He only felt that his eyes were black and his whole body was painful like a needle. Now he just wanted to have a good sleep and have a good rest.

Brother Qiang approached them, lowered his body again, and said coldly: "Little sister, come here to shoot a video. Otherwise, I will kick this fat man again. You saw it just now. My feet are not good, but my feet are still very strong. If you accidentally kick him to death, you will be sorry."

Tang Xiying didn't say anything, but just glared at Brother Qiang fiercely, helped the fat man and lie in the corner, and then walked towards the scar man and his camera.

"Wait!" The scar man was about to start shooting, but Tang Xiying suddenly said, "You must treat his injuries, otherwise even if you die, I will not cooperate with you!"

Tang Xiying pointed at the fat man with a strong face. Her tone was unquestionable, as if she had the idea of ​​looking at death.

Seeing this, Brother Qiang frowned and said, "Don't worry, as long as you cooperate well, we are humanitarians. If you dare to interfere with it, then we are terrorists. Do you understand?"

"Okay!" Tang Xiying knew that this was their biggest bottom line, so she had to sigh helplessly. She wiped away the tears in her eyes, sat on the chair that the gangster had prepared long ago, facing the camera of the scar man.

The scar man was adjusting the focus with the camera. Brother Qiang hugged his hands and stood next to the scar man with a cold face. Seeing that the image effect had been debugged, he said coldly: "Let's start."

During the whole period, the gunman made no sound, but just silently held a new 0.44-caliber automatic pistol, standing behind him, aiming his cold muzzle at Tang Xiying.

At this time, Tang Xiying's mouth had been stuffed into a piece of rag because the criminal didn't need her to speak or say a word.

From the photography, we can see a helpless girl who was kidnapped by a criminal, her mouth was stuffed into a rag, and she could not speak. Her beautiful big eyes seemed to want to say something and express something, but she couldn't do it and could not express anything. She could only show panic, fear, numbness, anxiety, and despair.

The quiet picture, monotonous colors, and the ultimate depressing atmosphere contain a solemnity, and the entire space is filled with uneasiness, fear, and confusion, just like a tight line, as if it is about to break.

If someone sees this kind of scene, without explaining it, you will definitely know that the girl in front of you is in unimaginable danger.

With this shooting skills alone, this guy can be regarded as the director of a master horror film, and instinctively brings Freud's psychology to the extreme.

I can only say that I am a Class A wanted criminal who has been hidden for more than ten years and has not been arrested by the police?!

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