Supreme enchanting soldier king

Chapter 9 Buying a Gun
impossible.

Ye Luo shook his head, how could he not discipline well!
He can swear to God that in the past three years, he has definitely been a law-abiding citizen. Chu Xiaohuan's character is definitely not something he learned from himself. Although, every month or two, he will give her Mail a letter on how to kill and how to train.

Ye Luo was startled, looked at the direction where Chu Xiaohuan disappeared, and silently chased after her.

Ye Luo wants to confirm what exactly Chu Xiaohuan wants to do. In this bustling city, killing people with guns is no joke, and Chu Xiaohuan is only in junior high school.

Ye Luo would never lose track of someone.

After half an hour.

Ye Luo found Chu Xiaohuan in an unfinished building in the west of the city.

What is Chu Xiaohuan doing?
She is doing makeup. I saw that she used a simple eyebrow pencil, lipstick, ginger juice, eyeliner, foundation, and repairing liquid to easily do a comprehensive makeup for herself. After makeup, she no longer looks like a Lori, but like a charming young woman.

This is no longer makeup, but a top-notch disguise technique that simplifies complexity.

Seeing this scene, Ye Luo suddenly thought that a year ago, he had written a letter to Chu Xiaohuan, which explained the high-end skills of disguise in various situations.

After Chu Xiaohuan put on her makeup, she began to change her clothes again. This unfinished building should be one of Chu Xiaohuan's dens, and there were also black skirts, sunglasses, and masks prepared inside.

Seeing Chu Xiaohuan take off her clothes, Ye Luo immediately turned her head away when she saw Chu Xiaohuan take off her clothes, revealing her pure and vigorous body in pink clothes.

At the same time, I thought again that the rented house should be changed. Before Chu Xiaohuan was still young, it was no problem for two people to live in a double bed rental house. Now Chu Xiaohuan is 13 and a half years old and still lives in the same room. It is convenient, especially in summer.

Ye Luo also touched the agreement signed with the little nurse in his pocket, and couldn't help swallowing. After waiting for a few hours, he and the little nurse can go to the room together.

Three minutes later, Chu Xiaohuan covered her eyes with sunglasses, half of her face was covered by a mask, she was wearing a black skirt, and walked out of the unfinished building in the image of a strange young woman.

"This method of disguise and disguise is already a small success." Ye Luo said to himself, and then Ye Luo silently followed behind Chu Xiaohuan.

Chu Xiaohuan hailed a taxi and got off the car directly in front of a large Internet cafe. After that, she entered the Internet cafe, went up to the empty top floor of the Internet cafe, and carefully entered a room on the top floor.

Five minutes later, Chu Xiaohuan calmly walked out of the room on the top floor with a long box in her arms, turned around and went downstairs.

Ye Luo looked at the long box in Chu Xiaohuan's hand, and shrank his eyes suddenly.

Afterwards, Ye Luo turned his head, glanced at the room on the top floor, took out a mask commonly used by cleaners from his pocket, and put it on his face.

Ye Luo didn't follow Chu Xiaohuan for the time being, he walked in sideways while the door of the top floor room was not closed tightly.

The room was dim, save for a dilapidated incandescent lamp.

"Who!"

Just as Ye Luo walked into the room, someone suddenly shouted vigilantly.

There were two people in the room, one was an old man with a broken leg, and the other was a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, and that man was the one who screamed.

At the same time as he spoke, his hand had already touched the cold body of the gun at his waist.

Ye Luo didn't make a sound, but just turned back and closed the door of the room firmly.

"Get out! Who told you to come in?" You murmured angrily in a low voice, and your murderous intention suddenly appeared. It seemed that if Ye Luo didn't go out again, he would kill someone.

The old man with a broken leg looked at Ye Luo's back as he turned to close the door, and a look of surprise suddenly burst out in his cloudy eyes. Why did this back look seem familiar.

"Oh! Don't be nervous. I just came in to ask something. What did the woman who just left buy?" Ye Luo knew ventriloquism, and he asked in a hoarse voice.

"Who are you? Don't you know Mr. Wu's rules? It's impossible to reveal the privacy of guests. If you don't want to die, get out!" The scarred man took out a cold gun and pointed it quietly at Ye Luo .

"Been in the army?" Ye Luo casually glanced at the hand of the burly man with the scar.

"Nonsense, Mr. Scar, I have been a scout in the west for seven years. Who are you kid? If you don't tell me, your life will be gone." Murderous intent surged on the strong man.

Ye Luo shook his head, ignored the strong man at all, instead looked at the old man with a broken leg, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "It seems that you should also be a veteran. You have a generous retirement pension, you should take care of yourself at home, what are you fussing about here?"

The old man with the broken leg was staring at Ye Luo all the time, and the more he watched, the more frightened he became. Ye Luo just stood there casually, but the old man didn't find a single flaw in Ye Luo.

The old man had a hunch that if the strong man with the scar really shot, the strong man must be the one who died.

"The old man is indeed a veteran, but a mercenary. His job is to be a sniper. After his leg was broken, he came to Nanjiang City to live and do some small business." The old man said cautiously.

"Boy, what qualifications do you have to talk to Mr. Wu like this? In Nanjiang City, no matter who it is, dare to treat Mr. Wu a little bit less. When Mr. Wu was a sniper among mercenaries in the Middle East, he was famous in the Middle East. , this Nanjiang City, if Mr. Wu wants to kill anyone, who can survive the next day?" The strong man with the scar has great respect for the old man with the broken leg.

Ye Luo became a little interested when he heard it, but he said: "I have a problem, I don't like people pointing guns at me."

The strong man was furious: "What's wrong with pointing at you? Even if I kill you, so what, in this Nanjiang City, except for Mr. Wu, Grandpa has never been afraid of anyone..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Luo suddenly smiled faintly.

In an instant, Ye Luo moved.

The strong man only felt a blur in front of his eyes, as if Ye Luo had moved, but when he looked carefully, Ye Luo was still standing in the same place.

After that, he felt something was wrong again. After a few breaths, he was shocked to find that the May [-]th pistol he was holding in his hand just now was gone. Type [-] pistol.

The strong man was shocked. As a former scout, he had never encountered a person who could snatch the gun from him so silently. Even the king of soldiers in the army might not have such strength!
"In the past few years, my temper has improved a lot, so you are still alive." Ye Luo still had a smile on his face, and the mask covered his face, so outsiders couldn't see clearly.

Afterwards, without waiting for the strong man and the old man to react, Ye Luo took out a crumpled business card from his pocket and threw it on the table. There was no pattern on the business card, and there was no phone number. pattern.

(End of this chapter)