Chapter 197

The three wore ordinary clothes. They had been sitting in the bar all day. From 8 a.m. to 2 a.m., they didn't mean to leave or have any impatience. The bartender frequently cast puzzled eyes, but when he touched the eyes of one of them, his whole body was shocked. It was as cold as falling into the ice cellar. The ice cream in his eyes came from the sky, and the cold killing intention flashed in an instant.

Yunmenglong looked at the woman next to him, and a strange smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Chu Jingfeng also couldn't cry or laugh: the boss didn't know what to do. He tossed on his face for a long time, which startled him when he looked in the mirror: in the mirror was a charming woman in her thirties, which was the most interesting time for women. "The boss disguised me as a beautiful woman and asked me to seduce... This is not a good strategy?" Chu Jingfeng thought, but he didn't dare to say it.

The other is Su Qi, sharpshooter Su Qi. Now he doesn't have a gun. He's polishing his nails with an inch long knife. His hands are slender and powerful. The knife is also good-looking. Is it the legendary Xiao Li throwing knife? He was also beyond recognition by yunmenglong's makeup. Originally, a young man in his early twenties was stunned to let yunmenglong become an uncle in his forties, and there was a scar on the corner of his eyebrow, which looked very ferocious. Only yunmenglong is more handsome. The women in the bar always wink at him. Yunmenglong's gentleman smile is extremely charming.

Nine nine blood kills came, and they ambushed everywhere in the street. Yunmenglong said, there are many people and great power. All brothers come out to see. Others didn't dress constructively. Makeup is a technical job and very tired. It's OK for yunmenglong to have fun with two people. If it takes a hundred people, he'll be tired into a cloud dead dragon.

At half past two, Xie Feng finally came. A total of seven Honda cars came. Xie Feng got off the third car. He affectionately hugged a short, dirty looking man with a moustache above his lips. Look, it's fucking little Japan. Yunmenglong had an impulse at that time, that is, he went up to shave off his moustache, cut off his eggs and crushed them. Then came more than twenty big men in black. They were two steps away from Xie Feng. They were very strong and had strong feet. They looked like good players.

Yunmenglong made a gesture and moved.