In just two seconds, three people fell down. The gangsters finally realized that they were on the iron plate. Perhaps this is really a professional female bodyguard.
But the fighting has started, and they have been hanging out in the harbor all the year round. They know that this situation is that they can go forward against the scalp regardless of the black head Lucas shouting.
The baseball bat pulled her back toward Milan, but she was as light as eyes on the back, and she dodged the attack by a mile. Then she grabbed the baseball bat with her bare hands and pulled it forward, and then let go and elbowed it back to hit the sneak attacker on the cheek accurately.
The man lost consciousness instantly, let go of the bat, but before landing, he was caught by the girl. When he got up, he waved to the left at will and smashed a dagger at her. Because of the principle of not killing people, she didn’t have much force. Because of inertia, the man was still in a forward posture, and the dagger in his hand came out.
Milan hit the throat of the person in front with an inch fist in his right hand, and loosened the bat in his left hand to accurately grasp the flying dagger. Then he threw it sideways and penetrated into the collar of a man walking along the wall and wearing shabby eiderdown, and nailed an advertising board against the wall.
The man looked at the blade close to his neck and felt the chill. He braved the cold sweat on his forehead and grabbed the steel bar and fell to the ground.
"What a shame!"
Lucas summoned up his courage and rushed forward. He was the strongest in the group.
However, Milanella didn’t see that he was kicking and falling the earth stick and running in the middle. Lucas tripped and fell into the mud.
Someone came to Milan with a screwdriver from the side, pulled her right arm, and opened her opponent’s hand through the gap. She suddenly tightened and turned her waist, and the sound of broken bones started. Milan pulled the screwdriver and fell behind her. Her one-legged slightly curved heel just kicked the screwdriver handle into the back and was about to pounce on her. I don’t know if it happened to be fatal.
"Don’t move!"
At this time, someone shouted, but it was the little man who hit the black man with Milan’s knee. He was holding a SP222 pistol and trembling at the car.
Milanella turned around and looked at the little black man, her eyes getting colder and colder. This was the first time she had fought with the president. This scene was her gaffe and she would be ashamed of Lionheart.
"I specifically said don’t move, you bitch. If you don’t want your employer to spend his head, behave yourself!"
The little black man growled with red eyes, shaking the gunman
Before today, if someone told him that a girl could be put in a group of big men for a few seconds, he would think that the man was joking with him internationally, but when he saw this girl today, it was like a female agent walking out of a movie!
No wonder this teenager dares to go for a ride in this chaotic place with a luxury car at night. How dare he go with such a powerful female bodyguard?
But they are still in the hands of my P today. He is very happy at the thought that you can beat your employer and be held hostage again. Why don’t you just submit?
Despite the heavy losses today, the follow-up of this night will still be wonderful.
"I wouldn’t do that if I were you"
Milanella said lightly, then turned around and elbowed her up and attacked her. Lucas’ abdomen was slightly depressed and his sharp hook ensured that his opponent Ba was perfectly dislocated.
"Don’t you dare to shoot me, you bitch!"
P looked crazy, but he felt an absurd feeling when he looked at the car from the corner of his eye, because the teenager didn’t panic, didn’t chaos and didn’t look up at him at this time. It was indifferent to typing on his mobile phone, and the interface didn’t look like an alarm, but some kind of chat software. Damn it, he also saw the cat good morning expression pack!
At this time, he is still in the mood to say good morning to some girl. There is something wrong with this rich man’s brain! ?
P heart a malicious hand trembling to pull the trigger, but this time he heard the boy’s mouth.
"It’s enough for Milanella to ask two questions. He told them to be quiet first and make me think."
The teenager frowned. He forgot where the expression pack sequence recommended by Brother Chu was. He came to think about showing the new expression pack to the painting pear clothes today.
"Shut up!"
P trembled and shouted that he still didn’t have the courage to shoot. Rather, he felt that even if he had a gun in his hand, he couldn’t beat the girl hostage, which was his only guarantee now.
On the other side, with a cry of pain, everyone fell to the ground and became quiet. There were still Lucas and P left on the scene.
Milanella stepped across the dirty ground in high heels and looked at herself. She was so delicate and frowned that she hated wearing this kind of decoration. Today, she was very serious and didn’t sprain her ankle.
P looked at the indifference coming towards him, and Milara finally collapsed in fear and pulled the trigger.
At this moment, his mind was inexplicably loose, and suddenly he felt that it seemed to be a good deal to take such a rich road.
"The president can ask questions."
However, P, a young girl, passed by without looking at the little black man in a trance, and leaned slightly before walking to the front of the car.
Jingle bell-
The metal collided with the ground, and the ringing sounded. P looked at the bullet that tumbled at his feet and looked at the palm of his hand slightly close to the window. It was throwing things.
Fear spread to P’s mind and finally crushed his heart. The pistol fell to the ground with a full face of horror, and he took two steps back and sat down decadent.
Milanella glanced at the little black people who regarded her as a female killer, but they didn’t know that they had saved their lives. If it was the president, it might be a little "reckless"
The regulations of the executive department of the college do stipulate that they can’t kill ordinary people, but the strength and prestige of the president will die in vain.
"Hey, I found it"
Lu Chen’s face finally showed a relieved expression and sent a super cute fat cat expression pack to the painting pear coat. He put away his mobile phone contentedly.
Then he pulled the door of the car and looked at the little black man who was scared and paralyzed. "This car is very expensive. I was careful without looking at it. Did you shoot indiscriminately?"
The speed of SP222 bullet is only 3 meters per second. For him, it is not difficult to catch this gadget bullet and it is easier to hide it, but it may hurt the car. This is Milanella’s private property. It is reasonable to say that the college will not make up for the loss of non-executive department equipment.
"Well, don’t be so scared. We’re here to consult something, but you seem a little excited."
Lu Chen went to the other side and frowned when he saw that the other side didn’t respond. "Don’t you understand English?"
"President, he may be scared silly. Let’s ask this first."
Milan pulled aside to show her friendship. To be honest, she was also a little shocked. Although I knew that the president’s strength seemed outrageous now, I didn’t expect it to be so easy to grasp the pistol.
Liu Chennai got up and went to the place to climb the black head. He kicked the other side lightly and helped the other side to dislocate.
"Relax. What’s your name?"
Lu Chen thinks that laughter is very friendly, but Lucas looks like a demon.
"Lou, Lucas"
Trembling, he replied that he had just seen P’s gun scene, but his pain told him that it was not a dream.