Luo Huiling and Fang Ting rushed up and cared for Fang Zhanbo, who was beaten with blood on his face.

This strange Wang Yan, after all, Fang Zhanbo was done with just a few harsh strokes, and he was definitely not as serious as he is now. It must have been because Ding Yichi ordered to fight for ten minutes just now, so that he would be like this...

Ignoring them, Wang Yan looked at Ding Yichi who was struggling in his hands and stretched out his hand to touch his back, and grinned: "Yeah, where are you pulling out the gun? Come on, I'll help you."

As he spoke, Wang Yan pinched his neck and pulled it to his side, and took the gun with his left hand behind his waist and looked at it: "Well, Colt, it's pretty good."

Changes always come unexpectedly. Wang Yan just praised his spear, but the next moment, the dense footsteps came, and then a group of people surrounded him. Ding Xiaocai walked in with a big back.

He glanced at Ding Yichi who was struggling with his neck, and snuggled up at him, Luo Huiling, Fang brother and sister who were watching him, as well as the two younger brothers who were standing honestly beside him, and then stared at Wang Yan. Ding Xiaochi smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, you should be Wang Yan, the leader of the newly rising Long Teng! I don't know if what I said is right, Brother Yan."

Wang Yan let go and kicked Ding Yicha to the younger brother standing by the wall in front of Ding Xiaocha. He could see clearly that Ding Xiaocha had no fluctuations at all, and this was the real biting person. Fang Ting, who was staring at her big eyes, was kicked by a donkey in the head. Not to mention the grudge between the two families, such a contestant went up to love and love with others? She didn't care about her brother, and she was considered a mess.

"I didn't expect that my brother from such a big gang knew that I was such a small person." Wang Yan smiled, quickly loaded the gun in his hand, and pointed at Ding Xiaocha: "It seems that you have any ideas."

Seeing Wang Yan raise his gun, the five people around Ding Xiaoxi quickly pulled out their guns and pointed at Wang Yan: "Put down the gun! Put it down!"

Wang Yan was indifferent and just looked at Ding Xiaoxi.

Ding Xiaoxiu looked at the dead: "Now five guns are pointed at you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yan flashed and shivered as Fang Zhanbo shivered. Luo Huiling covered her ears and closed her mouth tightly. Fang Ting's screams fired five shots.

But what sounded was seven guns.

This is why Wang Yan is afraid that the tiger will kill him. As for Luo Huiling and the Fang sisters, they have gone from a big angle behind him and cannot walk away from them.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, and he is full of confidence in himself. Not to mention having a gun in his hand, even if he instantly kills the five people holding the gun with a knife, it is still easy.

After the gunshot, there was a heart-wrenching scream. The five of them were all pierced by Wang Yan, and the unlucky guy standing behind him was shot twice and rolled on the ground.

In fact, Wang Yan's shooting skills have not reached the level of hitting every shot. It looks like the Nine Rings of the Gun, but the distance is too close.

He slowly raised his gun to Ding Xiaoxi: "Now I am the only one."

As he spoke, he shot another shot at the person who secretly picked up the gun, and another person screamed. He didn't kill anyone, after all, it was a big deal that happened, and he didn't want the situation to escalate.

This gun is full of fifteen bullets...

"It's cruel enough." Ding Xiaochi twitched his eyes and still insisted on smiling: "What's the condition?" He didn't say anything about killing him, and Wang Yan couldn't leave. What else did he fart when he lay downstairs?

"Don't mess with the Fang family anymore."

"Can."

"That's enough."

"That's it?" Ding Xiaoxie frowned and looked at Wang Yan: "As far as I know, you are just neighbors."

Wang Yan smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I came here to scare you. Have you been scared?"

Ding Xiaoxi's face looked ugly, and she could not maintain her demeanor anymore. This was a naked humiliation because he was already scared. In front of his younger brother, there was no need to go tomorrow, tonight, the entire Hong Kong and Kowloon would be a joke from their Ding brothers.

"I have friends, you have family. This waste, and your third and fourth brothers can't stand it. Also, if I remember correctly, Ding Cai seems to be going to release it... Oh, there is also an old lady living in the temple. Hong Kong and Kowloon say that your four brothers in the Ding family are the most filial. I wonder if this is the case..." Ding Xiaocai's masseter muscles were bulging high, clearly visible, which was a reaction of gritting teeth. Wang Yan looked at him lightly: "Ha, do you want to kill me? You only have one chance. If I don't die, you will die the whole family."

Wang Yan smiled coldly, and said word by word: "So, do you understand?"

Ding Xiaoxiu didn't say anything, but just made a way out.

Wang Yan smiled and turned the gun and pointed at the younger brother on the side: "Go and find a bag and put the gun in my pocket."

When he was pointed at by a gun, my younger brother was a little scared and turned his head stiffly to look at Ding Xiaoxi beside him.

Ding Xiaocha nodded.

Then the little brother ran out quickly, but for a moment, the cloth bag squatted on the ground tremblingly, slowly put the gun in his hand, put it in hand one by one, and then sent it respectfully to Wang Yan with trembling hands.

Noting his actions, Wang Yan took the bag and patted him on the shoulder: "You are good and good at doing things. Are you interested in coming with me?"

The younger brother was slapped by Wang Yan, and he shivered and did not dare to move or speak. He said he did not agree. What did the madman in front of him think? He said he agreed. What did Ding Xiaoxie on the side think? There was no good result for him.

Without a response, Wang Yan didn't care. He looked back at Luo Huiling and the Fang sisters who were stunned and said, "Let's go."

"Ah? Oh, oh, go..."

Fang Zhanbo was in the middle, Luo Huiling and Fang Ting supported each other and walked out, one after another.

Wang Yan saw Fang Zhanbo's crotch still tickling, Luo Huiling and Fang Ting were also clamping their legs, and it seemed that they were controlling...

This reaction is normal. I have never experienced it and my body is not under control. If I had not been favored by my father in the system, Wang Yan didn’t know what he would react, and if Fang Zhan Boqiang was there. Anyway, he stayed in China for a long time when he was infernal affairs...

The three of them walked through the way given by a group of young and dandy boys. Wang Yan put the gun in his hand down and followed. When passing by Ding Xiaoxi, he quickly took out a gun of the same type behind his waist, held it in his hand and shook it: "It's confiscated." Then, he swung away with a swagger.

Just now, he saw Ding Xiaoxie with his hands behind his back, but his five guns were too fast and he was so scared that he didn't dare to move. He silently put his hand in front again.

Ding Xiaocha's eyes were red. He had never suffered such insults when he grew up so big. He walked angrily to Ding Yicha who was slumped by the wall, and his legs were all caused by this pussy.

"Have I ever told you not to touch the Fang family? Have you ever told you not to cause trouble?"

Ding Yichi was kicked by Wang Yan before and didn't recover. Now he was kicking again, and rolling in pain: "Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong."

After kicking him a few more times to vent his anger, Ding Xiaoxi walked to the window and looked down at Wang Yan and others outside.

After leaving the door, Luo Huiling and Fang Ting breathed a long sigh. It was too depressing inside, and they were even afraid of breathing. They immediately stood with the limp Fang Zhanbo and wanted to get into the car that Wang Yan drove over before.

Wang Yan carried the cloth bag and shouted: "I got into the wrong car."

Luo Huiling glanced at the crowded people in the store and said nervously to Wang Yan: "Aren't we riding this one when we came?"

"It's this one now." As he spoke, Wang Yan opened the door of a black Hiji car parked on the side of the road.

Luo Huiling wanted to say something, but when she said something, she didn't say it after all. She sighed and held Fang Ting with Fang Zhanbo and opened the rear door and got into the car.

Because they came urgently, and they were hooligans, just put the car there, who dared to drive away? How many lives are enough to pay? So the key is in the car.

Seeing the three of them sitting down, Wang Yan got into the car, started, turned around, and honked the horn twice, rolled down the window and looked at Ding Xiaoxi who was staring at him upstairs, waved his hand and said, "Thank you."
Chapter completed!