Chapter 941

When vilasf fired a shot, he didn't expect to kill Fang Yuan.

He is a man who knows the goods. Throwing a knife from around, he can accurately cut off his confidant's right foot, but he didn't hurt others. He rubbed alandeva's right ear dangerously and stabbed her on the desk, so he was sure that the comer was a real expert.

He is not an expert he can deal with, even if there are many of them.

People who can really achieve great things do not depend on how much they can fight or how smart they are, but they always know how to judge the situation and know current affairs well, so that they can become the last heroes.

When they encounter a danger they can't deal with at present, their first reaction is often to try their best to confuse their hands to die and entangle the danger, while he will find a chance to flee.

Just as the saying goes, if you keep the green mountains, you are not afraid of no firewood. Only if you continue to live -- even if it is very difficult, can you have the hope of making a comeback.

Compared with alandeva, who only understood this truth today, villasov was an old hand. When he jumped around with three confidants, he just met him and rushed to the windowsill.

But it didn't break out of the window immediately.

He hesitated a little and looked back -- he hoped that his three men could resist the square and even cut off their horses. In that case, why did he give up his easy victory and run away?

At the next moment, vilasf regretted that he had this idea. He regretted that he was too greedy: clearly, he had seen how powerful he was from a knife in the square. The three confidants rushed out, which was no different from the mantis in the way of the car. How could he expect them to stop him, so he lost the chance to escape in time?

Who's shooting?

Is the gunshot so sweet?

It turned out that after being dirty in the center by a bullet, there would be such a feeling: regret.

After a sudden tremor, villasov raised his hand over his heart and stared at the desk.

Arandeva, who was full of red fruit (in fact, her pants were still at her ankles), knelt on one knee with a gun in both hands, her silver teeth clenched and looked at him ferociously.

The muzzle of the pistol was still emitting wisps of green smoke.

I really deserve to die. I was not only greedy, but also ignored this vase like woman -- after vilasf smiled hard at alandeva, he leaned against the wall and slipped slowly on the wooden floor.

His eyes with rapidly dilated pupils still stared at the chair in which hughovich's body sat.

Once upon a time, he and meyekav were so close to the chair that they were absolutely at hand.

But in the end, they all fell in front of the chair, and their hearts were full of unwilling.

Before vilasf's consciousness completely disappeared, he heard the special clicking sound when the throat bone was crushed, his eyes moved, and saw his last subordinate, covering his neck with both hands, raising his chin, bending his knees and kneeling slowly in front of the square.

They're all dead. Good.

Now you don't have to worry about being lonely on the way to hell. Good.

This is the moment when villasov's eyes freeze, the last thought.

From this point of view, this man is also a master of Lenovo. If he didn't go to the underworld and became an online writer, he is estimated to become a great God like the third young Tang family, with an annual income of hundreds of millions and worshipped by our generation.

Fang Yuan didn't care about the worship of vilasf's last confidant. After crushing his throat, he didn't even look at it. He let him slowly fall on his leg, snuggle up like a child found his mother, but looked at alandeva faintly.

Alandeva's pistol was pointed at his head.

Her hands holding the gun were as firm as a rock.

The eyes of those water spirits are full of unforgettable hatred that can kill.

Shouldn't she be grateful for Fang Yuan's timely appearance, save her from fire and water, and read it for the sake of "one night husband and wife's hundred days of grace". Even if she hated him again, she should ask him in tears: Why did you kill my father?

Do you know how painful my heart is!

You bitch, you took my body and killed my father. What do you want me to do?

Enemy, do I kill you or not?

Cough -- sorry, alandeva didn't say that, nor did Fang Yuan. It's a voice over.

Alandeva wouldn't care if she was taken away by a man for the first time. It's like she was blind. If it weren't for the radius, she might have been given something by villasov and killed again.

The only thing she cares about is that when she is in the most despair, she has realized an amazing reversal!

She wanted to laugh wildly, hysterical laughter: wow ha ha, wow ha ha, it's really God. Oh, no, God has eyes. I originally wanted you to bite the dog. It's better to fight for both defeats before killing the winner. I thought I had to wait for a few minutes. I didn't expect to come out so soon. That fool vilasf ran away without fighting. He just ignored Miss Ben's existence and sent him to hell.

Now, it's your turn again!

Fang, don't use the excuse of "one night husband and wife hundred days' kindness" to try to impress my heart, which has been cruelly killed. I will blow up your cerebellum!

Of course, I may think of you in the future. After all, you are the first man of my alandeva and the one who changed my final destiny. You are qualified to be remembered by me all my life.

Hehe, I swear, I will remember you all my life. Every year today, I will hold a memorial ceremony for you -- when arandava thought of here, someone asked her in a strange voice, "what are you giggling about?"

After a thrill, alandeva, who unknowingly began to have a dream, suddenly returned to reality.

Fang Yuan, the devil with a magic knife, came to the table, looked down at her slightly, with a sarcastic look on his face: "why, after seeing me suddenly appear, do you think of the unforgettable ecstatic taste when we were together, and now you are eager to do it again?"

"You, go to hell!"

Alain Deva, who was awake, pulled the trigger in a scream.

Click!

After pulling the trigger, she didn't hear the sweet shot she longed to hear, only the click of the striker.

Empty gun.

This is the sound made when an empty gun without bullets is pulled down.

How could it be an empty gun?

What about the bullets inside?

Alandeva suddenly lost her mind and subconsciously pulled the trigger against Fangyuan again: CLICK!

Arandeva knows better than anyone that the revolver hidden in his father's drawer is full of six bullets every time. This is his habit. He has checked it every day since he sat in the golden chair of the blood sucking bat boss. It has never changed in more than ten years.

Just now, Alain Deva, who has a good shot, sent vilasf to hell with only one bullet. Then there should be five bullets in the pistol.

Six minus one equals five -- this lowest level arithmetic problem is not difficult for alandeva, who has a master's certificate in Moscow.

But what about the bullets?

Arandeva suspected that she was dreaming. She had a rather strange dream. When she quickly blinked her eyes, she saw Fang Yuan raise her right hand and asked kindly, "are you looking for them?"

Fang Yuan's right hand loosened, and a few golden bullets, like skydivers, fell from his fingers, crackled on the table and bounced up quickly.

devil!

He must be a devil!

Only the devil can use such a terrible knife and quietly take the bullet from my pistol when I face him!

The clear fear enveloped the poor Miss Deva again and made her confused again. She stood up with a scream and smashed the pistol into her face.

This sexy little girl who has just been promoted from a girl to a young woman must have never heard of the old Chinese saying "don't hit people in the face", let alone Fang Yuan's foolish behavior of others trying to destroy his handsome little white face.

Fang Yuan is never polite to such stupid people, especially women who don't know how to appreciate the beauty of men.

In other words, Fang Yuan and Xia Xiaoyun are so entangled to death. When she tries to attack his face, she will be savagely and rudely counterattacked by him, not to mention being full of desire to kill her alandeva?

This kind of person should be beaten, um.

The crying father and mother who didn't beat her and kneeling down to beg for mercy could not express Mr. Fang's anger at this time.

He raised his hand and grabbed alandeva's wrist. He forced her to release the pistol with a little force. Before she cried out because of pain, Fang Yuan's right hand covered her mouth.

Fang Yuan really wanted to beat her, crying for her father and mother, and kneeling down to beg for mercy, but when he wanted to do it, he felt like he did that. What's the difference between those dead people who set fire to bully women?

Even if he wants to punish her and teach her a lesson for her dead Lao Tzu, Mr. Fang doesn't want to use the simplest and direct means (just like in the small fan supermarket). Of course, he won't toss her half to death in front of her dead Lao Tzu like a brave knight.

That's disrespect for the dead.

Although dead people never need any respect, Mr. Fang won't do that.

At most, she covered Miss Daiwa's mouth, grabbed her wrist, allowed her to use her "invincible mandarin duck legs" to bang at herself, like dragging a dead dog, and dragged her into the bathroom.

After the thick red wood door was closed, Fang Yuan released his hand covering her mouth: Well, you can shout as much as you like. According to the excellent sound insulation facilities here, the little brothers outside the villa should not hear it.

What if you hear me?

The sound of gunfire must be more penetrating than alandeva's cry. The younger brother outside has heard it for a long time, but no one has come to see it so far. This fully proves that big guys are smart people and deeply hides the essence of the wise saying "don't look if you shouldn't look".

It's strange that after she got the right to sing, alandeva didn't shout. She just leaned on the bathtub, bit her lips, looked up and stared at the surrounding area, slowly bent down and stretched out her hand, untied the shoelaces of her sneakers, and took off her pants that had faded to her ankles.

Why bite your lips so hard?

It's bleeding. Aren't you afraid of pain?

Fang Yuan, holding her arms in her hands, looked at arandava with great interest and peeled herself into a real big white snake. He looked at that the deep hatred in his eyes had disappeared and was replaced by a strong spring feeling.

Well, the woman has become smarter. She knows what to do in the current environment.

She is using her extremely sexy body to deal with Fangyuan and endure it -- only by successfully fascinating Fangyuan can she kill him all over the house in the future and get revenge!

Fang Yuan hates that others always want to kill him.

Although he had never seen his parents since he was 13, the kindness of his parents was deeply branded in his heart and never blurred.

After seeing through what alandeva was going to do next, Mr. Fang, who was rarely really angry, was finally angry.