The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

The pretty boy puffed his lips, unable to say anything, and watched helplessly as Yan Chi returned to the car.

What a great man!

Only then did the subordinates dare to gather around, their scarred faces looked as fierce as ghosts.

"Young master, you can't let him go, he killed two of our brothers!"

"Yes! We must let him keep his life here!"

The pretty boy stepped aside and said, "You go by yourselves."

"..."

Okay, okay, let’s play like this, right?

"You won't make the decision for us?"

"Who are you? You can scream louder now. He shot me three times just now. Why don't you grandsons rush forward? Stop using your identity to hold me back. You are my father's people, not mine." People, those who usually come here for robberies, didn’t even blink when I gave you the money!”

The pretty boy got angrier as he talked and kicked out whoever was close.

"The result! When we are really in danger, everyone hides faster than a monkey. I almost lost my fucking dick. My father is the only one I have. I can't have children anymore. How about adopting one of you!"

Everyone: "..."

The pretty boy breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Yan Chi with fear, turned his gaze away, and spoke in a much softer voice, "I've seen it all, we can't deal with this person. He paid for the five hundred thousand to buy his life." of."

"Are we really going to let him go like this?"

"Otherwise!" The pretty boy stared at him, "If you can't beat me again and again, why don't you take two more people in?"

No one dared to talk to me.

They all saw it with their own eyes. The man didn't even have to take aim, as if he could automatically find the right position as soon as he raised his hand, and two people died without even reacting.

The saying "kill without blinking an eye" can actually be seen to be true.

It’s so scary! They shouted fiercely, but no one dared to move forward.

"I don't want a cent of the five hundred thousand, I'll give it all to you. You can take care of the two who are dead. For those whose families are still alive, give more to their families."

The pretty boy rubbed his face. He was so frightened that his face was paralyzed. He showed his cowardice to his subordinates and looked at him. He had no shame, so he had to pretend to be fierce and said, "Go and bring some food and drink to my car."

As soon as he gave the order, two people immediately went into the supermarket and moved a few boxes of things out. When they came back, they deliberately took a long way around. No one dared to pass by the car window for fear of a gun sticking out of the window.

The pretty boy rolled his eyes and cursed a few coward in his mind. He opened the door of the rear seat and leaned halfway in. He already had a flattering smile on his face before bending over, "Brother, we have hot water at the supply station. You can take it." How about instant noodles? Let me make you a cup?"

Yan Chi raised his eyes and said, "Call grandpa."

"Grandpa, do you want some noodles?"

Yan Chi laughed and said, "Eat it and soak it in."

"Okay! Just wait."

The pretty boy ran away numbly.

The car windows were open, driving into a gas station in the desert. It was transparent from all sides. The sand blown by the night wind formed clusters of small whirlpools, raising dust everywhere. If not careful, it would get into the clothes. Yan Chi squinted and stared at the eaves. A drop-shaped chandelier, with dense sand like insect spots.

The woman in the driver's seat got out of the car, closed the back seat door, and then sat back down.

He took a piece of bread from the drawer and passed it to the back.

"Handsome boy, do you want to eat it? It's not poisonous."

Yan Chi tilted his head slightly and leaned on the back of the chair. He did not move. He just glanced down with his eyes, not at the bread, but at the woman's hand. On her wrist was a bracelet made of colorful stones. .