"Fuck, there is a sniper. "Top" Novel, x."

"He's who shot him?"

"Hide..hide..."

"It's paralyzed...this kid ambushed the sniper outside."

"Puchi...Puchi..."

The sniper rifles outside shot in one by one, forcing the man in the house who was looking for a place to hide back.

Perhaps for the sake of lighting, the side of the martial arts hall facing the seventh floor is equipped with glass windows. The original walls have been removed except for the load-bearing wall, so it is very beneficial to Locke and his sniping.

Dozens of men were forced into one by the sniper rifle outside, including Cheng Fenghua. Everyone had a look of despair on their faces.

It’s not their fault for despair. It’s not so good. They all use sniper rifles. It’s hard to guarantee that this kid will kill people if he disagrees. And there’s a grudge in front of him. In addition, the uncle Ming in front of Fang Yuanshan showed an incredible expression.

In the heart position of Tsim Sha Tsui "Jinba Lidao", someone is trying to use a sniper rifle to the point where he is so crazy. It is conceivable how crazy such a person is.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Fang Yuanshan laughed and said, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, have a little misunderstanding."

After saying that, Fang Yuanshan shouted to the headset: "You guys are crazy, just scare you, how can you really shoot? Don't shoot again!"

After saying that, Fang Yuanshan came to Uncle Ming: "Come on, let's take a photo."

After saying that, he said to the big-bellied man, "Hey, what about you, come and take a photo for us."

This big-bellied man didn't dare to refuse this time. He obediently came over and took a photo of the two of them with his cell phone. Fang Yuanshan happily took the phone call from his hand and then sent a MMS to his cell phone.

"Yeah. Not bad, it's pretty cool."

At this time, except for the shouts from the students outside and the hawking sounds from downstairs, he was the only one talking to himself. Uncle Ming also frowned and wondered what he wanted to do?

Fang Yuanshan slapped his head and was depressed: "Mmmmm, I'm messed up by these bad guys."

He turned his head to look at the bosses who were squatting together with their heads in their arms. He looked silent and shrugged helplessly at Uncle Ming, "I really came here to have fun, believe it or not, I believe it anyway."

Then he said, "Why don't we go there and sit down and chat?"

The tough guy in the video nodded and said, "Okay."

Then he turned his head and frowned and said, "Afeng, please let someone take out all those bullets. If you explain it, no one is allowed to spread the things that happened today. Everyone should take care of their own mouths."

"Let's go!"

The two of them didn't go to the office or reception room or something. They sat down on a long chair beside the ring.

Fang Yuanshan said embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry. My subordinates are a bit too aggressive. I hope you forgive me. If you look back, I will compensate you according to the price for any losses."

"No, it's no big deal."

In fact, Fang Yuanshan thought it was quite strange. The performance of the leaders just now was really bad, not in line with the name of "15k". To be honest, among so many people, only this "Uncle Ming"'s performance was quite reasonable, without the panic expression.

The 15k heavyweight veteran looked at him funnyly, and saw him looking at him with an expectant expression, and said with a smile: "Actually, this kind of thing is the same in any industry. You always have to pay for it if you want to make a name for yourself. However, flies do not bite seamless eggs. If they keep themselves clean, no one will force them. At least such a thing will not happen in my company."

The two of them were smoking and chatting. The sky outside became dark without realizing it. Fang Yuanshan looked at his watch and stood up and said, "Old Cheng, I had a great chat with you today. Thank you for fulfilling my childhood dream. We will have a date later." After that, Fang Yuanshan bowed like a man in the world.

After walking two steps towards the door, he suddenly turned around and came back, took out a small bottle from his pocket and said, "Here, this is a special propolis made in Brazil. It has a miraculous effect on coughing. Drink it with me if you have nothing to do. Xiao Cheng has a call. After drinking, call me and I will mail you."
Chapter completed!