Chapter 1795

Although the two men with guns fell down, there were seven or eight shooters running to this side in the distance.

Is this painted face, looking a little crazy uncle an important role, worthy of these people to fight so much.

Chu Jiang murmured, then glanced at the middle-aged man beside him. At this time, the middle-aged man was staring at him.

Because the moment he saw Chu Jiang's hand, he suddenly asked, "are you a mercenary or a killer?"

“…… The killer. " Chu Jiang along the middle-aged man's thinking, casually gave an answer.

"Help me, I'll pay you." The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, but he turned to think that if a killer can kill people, he can't save them, so he had a surprise expression on his face.

"How much are you worth?" Chu Jiang asked with a smile.

"Whatever you ask." The middle-aged man said in a big voice.

"A million dollars." Chu Jiang thought about the cableway and offered a million dollars to save a person, which was a high price.

"Good. If you can get me to my destination, I'll give you another million dollars. " The middle-aged man said without hesitation, and added.

"Well, let me be a bodyguard for a while, but according to my rules, you have to pay half of the deposit in advance." Chu Jiang said skillfully, never compromising because of the proximity of seven or eight shooters.

"This How do you pay now? Save me first. " The middle-aged man looked at the approaching seven or eight shooters.

"if you choose, WeChat or Alipay." Chu Jiang took out his mobile phone and opened the QR code. "You can scan it with your mobile phone. It's convenient and fast."

"I lost my cell phone." The middle-aged man said anxiously.

"There's no way, unless you can say something that makes me believe you, or do something that makes me believe you." Chu Jiang shrugged helplessly.

"Chujiang, how can you be so shameless? People are dying, and you are still so..." By Chu River pressure in the body of Ye Qingcheng has been unbearable.

As for song Jiadan, he may have fainted because he was too frightened.

"Mr. Ye, I want to be your driver and bodyguard because you are beautiful and my woman. As for him, a middle-aged man, if you want me to be a bodyguard, you have to follow my rules. You should be less involved... " Chu Jiang said solemnly.

"I am the king of samba, balang VI. you should believe my words?" The middle-aged man, who claimed to be balang VI, said in a low voice.

"Ah Chu Jiang looked at the man in front of him again. Although his face was painted, it was very similar to balang VI that he had just seen.

"Oh, just now you marched majestically in the square. How can you be so down at the moment?" Chu Jiang asked in disbelief.

"The one on the square just now is a fake king. Anyway, I can't make it clear for a moment. Save me first." The middle-aged man said anxiously that seven or eight shooters were about 50 meters away from them, so he could say that he had missed the best escape time.

"Since you are the king, that two million dollars is too little. Is the king worth only two million dollars?" Chu Jiang's heart was not strong enough to swallow the elephant, so he bargained with the so-called balang VI at this moment.

"Chujiang, do you still have humanity?" Ye Qingcheng once again uttered a cry of hatred.

At the moment, the gunner is less than 30 meters away.

"You save me, and then help me return to the position of king, and give you ten million dollars." Once again, the middle-aged man said, obviously his eyes were angry. "No, here's 50 million dollars!"

Yes, he and ye Qingcheng have seen shameless people, but they have never seen such shameless people!

At the moment, the eight Gunners are less than 20 meters away.

"Good, deal!" Chu Jiang snapped his fingers, then rushed to the dark queen not far away and said, "black pearl, our team has just received a task of 50 million US dollars. We will kill half of them at the same time."

"Good. The boss is the boss. At this time, you can receive such a large order of business. If it is announced, it will stir up the killer world at will. " The dark queen said with a smile, half joking, because ye Qingcheng and her family are here. In order to keep her and Chujiang's identity secret, the dark queen can only say in the form of joking, with several shells in her hands.

"Mr. Chu, I admire you more and more!" Song Jiaqing is more daring than her sister. At this time, she does not forget to praise Chujiang.

Bang bang!

When the eight shooters were just about to shoot, their necks were cold and they almost fell down at the same time. It seems that after countless rehearsals, many fans of brother Jiang thought they were doing exercises!

From the beginning to the end, only Ye Qingcheng and the middle-aged man knew that it was Chu Jiang and the dark queen.

"Run, everyone!" Chujiang shouts, and people on the beach are running quickly, including our brother Jiang's fans. It's important to run for life. Forget the hotel name and room number of the idol!

The effect was achieved. Chu Jiang pressed song Jiadan's Renzhong acupoint."Ah," she woke up.

"Mr. Song, let's go back to the hotel." Chujiang said softly, and then everyone went out of the beach and got on a rented van.

"This is..." Song Jiadan looks at the middle-aged man with a painted face.

"Oh, my good friend in samba. His name is Longba." Chujiang quickly explained that he changed balang VI into Lamba.

"Wave. What a good name Song Jiadan said with an ambiguous smile. In fact, she is usually a regular woman, but affected by the warm atmosphere of samba, she is gradually getting worse.

The middle-aged man who claimed to be balang VI bowed his head and laughed. If he is a real king, of course, the fewer people who want to know his identity at this moment, the better.

After a while, Baxing Hotel arrived. Chu Jiang took the middle-aged man to his room. Then he went to Lord Zesen, who had just come back, to negotiate with him. He asked Lord Zesen to give up a room and let Murong Yin live in it.

"Are you really king?" At the moment, there are only two people in the room, Chu Jiang and the middle-aged man. Chu Jiang asks again.

The middle-aged man cleaned the color of his face to reveal his true face. Then he nodded and sighed sadly: "a few days ago, I blame myself for my carelessness, which gives the usurper a chance."

“……” At the moment, Chu Jiang believed that pretending to be the king was not fun. If he was caught in samba, he would be executed immediately.

Let's call this middle-aged uncle balang VI for the time being.

Balang VI said: "not long ago, when I was making a private visit, I was ambushed. Under the protection of many bodyguards, I escaped alone and hid in the slum."

"Didn't * * send someone to rescue you?" Chu Jiang asked.

, as like as two peas, the cabinet minister, after knowing, he sent people to look for me everywhere. I could not easily reveal my face when I couldn't tell who was the chief suspect. They could not have found the fake king who was exactly the same as me in second days. Needless to say, you can guess the future. "

"It seems that this is a long planned rebellion." Chu Jiang said.

Balang VI nodded and said gravely, "now I'm in danger everywhere when I can't tell who is the mastermind. Today, I was going to look for the zeason brothers. They are all the nobles who were promoted by me. They should be more loyal to me. Unexpectedly, they were ambushed again. Thanks to you, otherwise they might have died. "