Master Pei, your wife is too cruel

Chapter 630
After only a moment of upset, Sang Nuan grabbed the barrel of Scarface's gun!The other hand pinched the Hegu acupoint on the scarred face and pressed down hard.

"what!"

The gun barrel flew out of his hand and landed in Sang Nuan's hands.

"Everyone don't move!"

One gun against three.

There is no chance of winning.

But Sang Nuan roared with righteousness and strength, and the remaining three kidnappers really listened to her and did not move.

"waste!"

Scarface snatched the gun from the man closest to him and aimed it at Sang Nuan's muzzle.

"Damn girl, you have a lot of guts. You dare to snatch Lao Tzu's gun, but can you open it? If you have the strength to open it... Ah! Damn it!"

With a "bang", Sang Nuan moved down the muzzle of the gun and shot Scarface directly in the thigh.

"Do you think I will?"

Scarface half-kneeled on the ground, Sang Nuan stepped on his shoulder, kicked him hard, and kicked him out.Hitting the side of the boat made a muffled sound.

Sang Nuan quickly picked up the gun in his hand, unloaded the magazine, and threw it into the sea.

The remaining three kidnappers looked at each other, looking at Sang Nuan with incredible and indescribable shock.

When Scarface asked them to kidnap this little girl, he never said that she was so capable of beating and that she was vicious.

The pool of blood soaked on the dark deck hurt their eyes, and the three of them took a step back in unison.

I'm afraid that the next gun in this girl's hand will hit their legs indiscriminately.

Sang Nuan saw the fear of the three of them.

Although she has learned the art of killing, she has no interest in real killing.

"You, go and sail the boat, drive back."

She pointed to one of the pudgy men.

The man was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head to the side, as if he wanted to look at something, but he didn't dare to turn his head to look.

"You, don't struggle anymore, this is the open sea, the gold master, the gold master is coming soon, you can't get away."

"Really? What do you mean, it's immortal?"

Sang Nuan turned her gun, this time, she aimed at the man's forehead.

The man was startled, turned around suddenly, and ran towards the black-faced man sitting in the corner, "I, I don't want to die, I just use money to do things, the funder didn't say that people would die, little brother, help us Come on, help... Whoops!"

Before he could reach the black-faced man, he tripped over the dense fishing net.

Sang Nuan frowned, and met eyes with the dark-faced man who was sitting beside the big black barrel eating raw fish leisurely.

There was actually another person on board, but she didn't notice it.

Even if this person was sitting in the blind corner of her sight, at such a moment of life and death, her senses were infinitely magnified, and she didn't even notice it.

At that moment, Sang Nuan's heart sank.

The other party is probably the most difficult one to deal with among all of them.

Sure enough, the man only glanced at Sang Nuan lightly, then took his gaze back.

Standing up slowly, with a wave of his hand, he threw the remaining half of the fish into the sea.

The fish with half of its body cut off did not die immediately after entering the water, but swam far away with its tail wagging.

The black-faced man turned his eyes to the man who fell into a pile of fat on the deck, and remained silent without speaking.

The short and fat man climbed up clumsily, but the fishing net was thin and dense, and his feet were caught, and he couldn't untie it no matter what, so he had to cut it with a knife.

He glanced at Sang Nuan, and realized that Sang Nuan was afraid of the black-faced man, and he immediately gained confidence and was no longer afraid.

"Brother, lend me your knife."

The black-faced man passed the knife in silence, the short and fat man was overjoyed, and reached out to pick it up. In the blink of an eye, he didn't know how the black-faced man moved, only heard a stern scream, and the short and fat man The man's hand was chopped off by the roots, and fell on the deck with a snap.

The pupils of the other two kidnappers trembled. The short and fat man hugged his severed hand and didn't say a word for help. He was carried by the black face with a net, and was thrown into the sea like throwing rubbish.

This is the deep sea, and all kinds of marine life are preyed on by the smell of blood. The black-faced man deliberately cut off the short and fat man's hand, and then threw him down, clearly to attract these marine life.

If a school of sharks came to them, their broken ship would not be able to withstand a few hits.

What is this man trying to do?
Do we die together?
(End of this chapter)