Arrogant Uncle, don't be shy

After the first shot, those blacks seemed to have no scruples at all and rushed towards Ling Chen and Zhang Xiao.

Ling Chen has a shoulder injury and wants to protect Zhang Xiaoxiao. Suddenly, she falls completely into the wind, and there are several more wounds on her body.

Just when Zhang Xiaoxiao thought that today she and Ling Chen were afraid that they were not going to die in this damn place, two black bulletproof vehicles suddenly rushed from the direction they came, and more than a dozen tall blacks in black suits quickly surrounded them with a protective attitude.

Those blacks were shocked by the battle, and there was a Caton like the video loading was not smooth.

Ling Chen took advantage of this opportunity to pick up the black man holding the gun, stuck his arm at the other party's neck, and took the pistol from the other party's hand. The muzzle of the gun that made him colorful changed the enemy in an instant, close to the black man's temple.

A black man who didn't stop killing Ling Chen immediately counseled. He raised his hands: "Oh, God, man, don't get excited. We're just kidding you, OK?"

A man came out of the suddenly appeared bodyguards and stood beside Ling Chen and said respectfully, "Mr. Ling, we are the bodyguards arranged by Mr. wells for you. I'm very sorry that you were injured because of our mistakes."

When Ling Chen saw these people, he expected where they came from, so he was not surprised. He handed the black man in his hand to the bodyguard, turned around and pulled Zhang Xiaoxiao over. He looked around carefully and was relieved after confirming that the other party was not hurt.

However, his relief does not mean that Zhang Xiaoxiao can also.

"Uncle, you have a lot of blood!"

Zhang Xiaoxiao raised her hand but didn't dare to touch Ling Chen. She looked at the blood stains on Ling Chen and Bai Chen. She didn't know how many wounds Ling Chen had now and how heavy the injuries were.

"Nothing. Don't worry."

When Ling Chen spoke, he moved the shoulder on the side where he was shot, and immediately took a breath of air-conditioning.

"And said it was okay!" Zhang Xiaoxiao was about to cry. She took Ling Chen's hand and said, "let's go to the hospital now!"

"No, Ricky is still there."

Ling Chen looked at the building with mottled exterior walls at the end of the street, and his thin lips closed in a straight line. He reached out and pulled the sad looking tall black man over, put a pistol against each other's forehead and asked, "where is that?"

The black answered honestly, "it's the nest of the red scorpion."

Probably because he cherished his life. Although Ling Chen didn't ask, he reminded Ling Chen: "you'd better not provoke the red scorpion. They don't just have a few pistols in their hands. Even if you have these bodyguards, you will suffer."

"It's none of your business." Ling Chen pushed the black man to the red scorpion's nest and ordered him, "is there a way to take us in?"

"God Jesus, let me go, I don't want to die!"

The black man was scared to cry. He regretted very much. Why did he stare at these two people? Why did these rich people play tricks one after another with their bodyguards!

Ling Chen is not interested in whether he wants to die or not. He just points at the back of the man's head with a muzzle of a gun, and then coldly says, "now give you a bullet, or take us in. Choose for yourself."

The Negro shouted, "don't shoot! Don't shoot! I'll take you in. I know a maid there very well. I can let her open the back door and let you in! "

Ling Chen, who just wanted to try to find a guide, accidentally raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, this man really had a way.

The bodyguard came with a first-aid kit. Under the tearful gaze of Zhang Xiaoxiao, Ling Chen simply bandaged the wound and stopped bleeding temporarily.

Before going to the red scorpion to find Ricky, Ling Chen told the bodyguard, "send her back first."

"Uncle!" Zhang Xiaoxiao shouted at Ling Chen reluctantly. How can she rest assured that she can go in such a mess?

"Xiaoxiao, be obedient." Ling Chen rarely scolded Zhang Xiaoxiao seriously. Then his attitude softened. He touched Zhang Xiaoxiao's cheek, "I can't take you there. That will make things more dangerous."

After the scuffle just now, Zhang Xiaoxiao also understood that it would only drag her back. She looked at Ling Chen with red eyes: "can you let me wait here for you?"

Ling Chen hesitated for a while and finally left two bodyguards to wait in the car with Zhang Xiaoxiao.

Bulletproof car plus two well-trained and armed bodyguards, there should be no problem in such a place.

Except for the black man who led the way, the remaining few people were all tied into dumplings by the bodyguards and stuffed into the empty bulletproof car, so as not to cause trouble after they ran away or even inform the red scorpion.

Ling Chen and them entered the red scorpion's nest very smoothly. The black man who led the way called his old friend. The other party opened the back door in an exposed suspender Pajama with sleepy eyes.

The disheveled maid was startled by them, but she didn't even have a chance to scream. She was knocked unconscious, gagged and stuffed into the locker at the back door.

When the party went deeper, the black man was still trying to advise Ling Chen not to take risks. His back waist held by the muzzle of the gun was stiff like a piece of ginger. He said, "man, I advise you to go back now. The red scorpion is really not easy to provoke."

The bodyguard who pressed him grabbed his head and hit it hard against the wall. He shut up at once.

There was a musty smell in the old building without lights on. Ling Chen's bodyguard asked him, "Mr. Ling, do you know what young master Richie came to do?"

"I don't know."

The bodyguard said in embarrassment, "so, shall we find a room?"

This is to welcome all the members of the gang called red scorpion to come out in the middle of the night and have a gun fight with them.

Ling Chen certainly didn't want this to happen. He thought for a moment and asked the black man who was hit and disoriented, "which room does the boss of the red scorpion live in?"

The black man had given up his struggle. He said dejectedly, "the one on the fourth floor, on the far right of the corridor."

The stairs on each floor were guarded. Fortunately, the bodyguards who followed Ling Chen were not weak hands. The party quickly solved the night watchman and silently approached the fourth floor.

The bodyguard leaned against the door of the room said to be the boss's room and listened for a while. He turned back and asked Ling Chen's opinion: "I heard master Richie's voice."

Ling Chen's face was not good: "break the door and take the smelly boy back."