This is not the first time that a lock of hair has seen a pistol, but in the past, when I saw a pistol, it was pinned to the waistband of the boss or slapped on the table. This was the first time that it was put on the forehead, and I was immediately frightened.

"Mao" had lost all his drug addiction, looked at Yang Wei with wide eyes, and said tremblingly: "Big brother, don't blame me! The little one has eyes but can't see Mount Tai, how offended he is!"

Before a lock of "hair" could finish speaking, his pants were already wet. Yang Wei glanced at it and couldn't help shaking his head and sneered. Although the virtue of a lock of "hair" was indeed pitiful, logically speaking, it was

You can spare his life, but the so-called state of conquering the enemy without fighting is elevated to the level between countries.

Speaking with strength, maybe a weak country takes advantage of the situation. This is the morality of military strategy and has nothing to do with this kind of thing. What's more, since coming to this age of melee, Yang Wei has "understood" the bloody survival of this society.

The truth is, tigers have no intention of harming people, and people also have the intention of seeking skin. If such a villain is let go like this, it will be even more harmful to the party in the future.

"Bang"! A muffled sound echoed in the alley, the slide of the m1911b semi-automatic pistol recoiled, and an orange-yellow cartridge case flew up with gunpowder smoke, and made a crisp sound after landing on the ground.

of jingle.

Yi Yi's face was full of surprise. Although he was scared to death just now, he never thought that Yang Wei would actually kill him because of two children selling newspapers. Tempering Blood Mountains and Rivers 24

And the bronze bullet with a caliber of 0.45 inches was shot into the left eye of Yi Yi Mao. The huge lethality directly blasted his head open, and brain matter mixed with blood splattered everywhere.

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The gangsters around were all frightened. Two of them reacted quickly and were about to run away. Yang Wei didn't even think about it at the time. He raised his hand and shot two of them in the back of the head.

He fell to the ground in response.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Wei turned his gun and pointed it at several other gangsters. At this time, he could not stop and had no way to stop, because this itself is a world that eats people without spitting out their bones. The ten-mile foreign market can accommodate all kinds of gangsters from all countries.

Foreigners with different skin colors cannot tolerate people with any compassion at all.

Yang Wei has exposed his identity by interfering in this mess today. Now he is no longer as unknown as when he first arrived. If those who want to kill him line up in Shanghai, they will surely line up from Hongkou.

After arriving in Zhabei, if he doesn't kill anyone now, he will be the next one to die.

The green-skinned gangsters had no power to resist at all. They had seen people murdering people, but they had never seen someone so ruthless and ruthless without asking for a reason. They also directly blasted the person's head away. They were all so frightened that they were shaking like chaff. Their hands were trembling and they couldn't even grasp the dagger.

He stopped and knelt on the ground, muttering something vaguely begging for mercy.

There was no trace of sympathy in Yang Wei's eyes. If he didn't have this pistol for self-defense, there would definitely be a headless floating corpse in the Huangpu River tonight.

Bang bang bang, three gunshots were fired in a row. Yang Wei didn't even blink. He was surprised that he had such hatred for a few rogue gangsters. This hatred made him numb and ruthless, shooting one after another.

He shot one head after another, and it seemed that what exploded under his gun's muzzle was not a life at all.

Eight rounds of bullets killed eight people. Yang Wei thought that they wanted his life first, so he couldn't blame himself for being ruthless. While Yang Wei was changing the magazine calmly, he turned to look at the terrified people on the ground.

The silly guy said, "What's your name, silly guy?"

The stupid man was looking at the corpses on the ground at that time. He didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, they would all turn into dead corpses. He had just cursed them to die badly, but he didn't expect it to come true so soon. No wonder everyone in the village said

I have a crow's mouth, because crow's mouth was beaten frequently when I was little.

The stupid man looked around and saw that the windows that were originally open on the second floor in the alley were all tightly closed at this time. Ordinary people know that in this big Shanghai, the most basic requirement for settling down is not causing trouble, because they are too talkative.

The matter of being exterminated is not new at all. It is treated as a topic of conversation after dinner, and no one listens to it.

So even though there were gunshots going off down there, no one cared about it. The stupid guy realized that if he really wanted to be here, no one would know. Although the stupid guy seemed honest and honest, he was not stupid at all. He gritted his teeth with a heart attack.

He replied in a muffled voice: "Tianniu!"

Yang Wei was stunned and asked: "I asked you what your last name is?"

Tieniu curled his lips and turned away, saying, "My name is Tieniu. I have no name or surname. I grew up in my second aunt's family. I grew up eating hundreds of meals and no one gave me a name."

Yang Wei waved to Tieniu and said, "Follow me from now on! Promise not to do anything harmful to nature, and occasionally do some chivalrous things like robbing the rich and giving to the poor, how about that?"

As he spoke, Yang Wei stuffed the m1911b semi-automatic pistol with the magazine back into his waist again. Tieniu felt relieved, rolled his eyes and said, "Follow you? Do you care about the food? How many meals a day? Do you care?

Don’t you care if you are full?”

This question made Yang Wei dumbfounded. It seemed that Tieniu was indeed a stupid guy, but only a stupid guy like him dared to say what he just said to an insidious villain like a lock of hair. Yang Wei couldn't bear it.

Zhu smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't make you hungry. There are three meals a day and midnight snacks. I don't care how much you can eat."

Anyway, Tieniu has no father or mother and can only eat enough for the whole family. Tieniu was quite satisfied with Yang Wei’s answer and immediately nodded and agreed. Yang Wei looked at Tieniu’s wounds and sighed: “I’ll give it to you first.

Can you save some money and take it to the clinic to treat the wound?"

Tieniu waved his hand, and it was no exaggeration to say that the palm was the same as a cattail leaf fan. He even felt a gust of wind coming towards him. He tore off the cloth strips from the clothes of the dead body and casually wrapped the wound in two layers, patted his chest and then

He got up from the ground and said, "This little injury is nothing!"

Yang Wei took a look inside the spread-eagled coat. Hey, my dear, he really looked like an iron bull! The sinews all over his body exuded a bronze-colored light. This would make him fascinated in future generations.

Women? Beauty pageants, models, just pick one and you won't have to worry about food and drink? It's a pity that in this era, people don't care about anything except survival. No matter how good the figure is, they can only be sent to the dock to be sold for cheap labor. Tempering the Blood Mountains and Rivers

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However, Yang Wei felt a lot more relieved. Even if he didn't make a mistake today, with Tieniu's stature, even if he was taken out and he just stood by his side, it would be enough to bluff people.
Chapter completed!