Being scolded by a man holding a gun as a borer that harms the country day by day? Damn, is there any damn kingdom? I have earned hard money every day and became a rich second-generation official second-generation. Who are you now? The thieves in the wild are still shocking robbers.

Song Yun saw the bald man's dark muzzle turned to him, shrugged and squatted on the ground.

"You two are squatting here and don't move. If anyone dares to move, I will blow up his eggs." The bald man threatened the two of them and took out his cell phone from his pocket to start making a phone call.

Song Yun was squatting behind Qingluan's butt now, and she could see her perfect curves without looking up.

Qingluan turned around and asked, "Why didn't you stop him?"

"Have you heard what others said? Whoever dares to touch will blow up his eggs? You are a woman and you don't have eggs. Then I'll tell you this sentence. I won't do such a stupid thing." Song Yun sniffed and said, with the urge to leave the need for blood.

"Hey, brother, I have successfully caught two of them, but the car was scrapped halfway. Do you think someone will be sent to pick me up?" said the bald man.

"Wait, I'll find someone to come over right now." A male voice said on the other side of the phone.

"Hehe, after doing this, I can rest for a while." The bald man sneered.

The other party's speed was really fast. The bald man had just finished calling and a car drove quickly from afar in less than five minutes. The bald man felt a little relaxed when he saw his partner coming, and the gun in his hand hanged unconsciously. At this moment, a figure flashed in front of him. In an instant, the rich second generation disappeared.

The bald man retreated suddenly and his long-term combat experience reminded him that he had been offended by a tough character. Just as he retreated, he suddenly felt someone holding a gun on the back of his head. The person holding the gun was the rich second generation.

How could a rich second-generation have a gun? How could he be so powerful? Why didn’t he search for this kid’s body just now? Countless questions circling in the bald man’s mind. He really regretted not killing this kid just now.

"Put down the gun." Song Yun said with a smile.

The bald man opened his mouth wide and sighed in surprise. Could it be that this task failed like this? Did his beautiful lady fight with him like this? He knew all the operations within the organization and knew what the consequences of his inability to complete this task were, but he was unwilling to give up and was unwilling to such a tragic ending.

"You fucking hippos? Your mouth is so wide. If you want me to shoot you in your mouth, I don't mind, but I will spray it on my face and body at once. Look at my clothes, it's his fucking famous brand. If blood is sprayed on it, can I still want it?" Song Yun said again, "Put down the gun for me."

When he threatened this kid for the second time, Song Yun had already had a murderous intent. He thought that this bastard had broken his car just now, so he wanted to shoot him down.

The bald man wanted to cry now, and he wanted to lie on the ground and cry bitterly. What's this damn thing? The duck he got was stuck in his feathers and flew away. This bastard must have used the trick of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. He was also a master at one point, otherwise he would definitely show his legs under his own pressure. But Song Yun's series of smooth acting skills just now really touched the bald man. Now the bald man just wants to give him some rewards, such as a bullet plus ten small jjs.

"Oh, let me tell you, those who do our business have a meal but no meal. The financial crisis is becoming more and more dangerous. The bounty tasks are getting fewer and fewer orders every month. Occasionally, the money given by one or two orders has to be given in installments. Prices are rising now, but our salary has been falling. It is really hard to make money and shit. The mortgage has not been paid off, my wife has not been married, and I am often scolded by the boss. I can't live this life." The bald man sat on the ground and shouted.

Song Yun had never seen such a strange creature before. Just as he was about to comfort him a few words before he died, he found that the boy actually stood up and shouted at him, "So I won't live a fucking life, I will die with you."

Bang!

A gunshot was heard, but the bald man did not see the scene where his brain was splattering and blood flowing. The shot was gone.

According to physics and kinetic energy, the attack just now was definitely 100% able to fight back and get blood, but before he could reflect on how to avoid this situation in the future, Song Yun smashed his neck with a gun. With a bang, the bald man felt that his neck was very painful, his head was very dizzy, and there was a circle of little angels on his head on Hallelujah, and then he fell to the ground with a dizzy look.

The guy was still thinking for the first second that his eyes were overlapping. This guy was still thinking, this guy was too dark in his mother's attack.

Qingluan looked at Song Yun with her little mouth pouted, and casually gave the bald man who was lying on the ground and said, "Did you kill him?"

"No, how could I kill someone?"

"Then why did he lie down?"

"He...he's tired." Song Yun thought for a while and said. Anyway, if he didn't let him rest for two days, he felt that he would be exhausted to death.

He sucked his lips and looked at the car that was about to arrive here. Song Yun said, "You get in the car first, I'll change the tires."

"What about this kid? Don't you kill him?" Qing Luan stomped her feet and said angrily. This girl clearly remembered that this bastard had been staring at her greedy eyes just now, which was very disgusting.

"How come you are so murderous? Buddhism says that we should take care of every tree and every tree, let alone a life. To spare his life is equivalent to building a pagoda." Song Yun's words came out of his mouth. Qingluan wanted to beat him after hearing this.

Car repair is one of the professional skills of killers and mercenaries. Song Yun changed the tires that were blown away in just one stroke.

After getting on the bus, Song Yun and Qingluan discovered a very important problem, that is, they couldn't get out at all. Not to mention that the fast car had blocked them in front of them, but the trees around them hindered their movements.

When there was only one road here, Song Yun decisively gave the driver's seat to Qingluan, and then he got the seat of the co-pilot himself.

"You can drive, right?" Song Yun asked with a frown.

"Don't worry, although I'm not very skilled in driving, I'm still a veteran." Qingluan said as if I was as good as my best.

"Okay, now step on the accelerator and drive forward." Song Yun said with sharp eyes, his tone no longer like the stupid boy just now.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!