Chapter 912

In the face of two men with big arms and round waists, min Rou has no resistance.

What she can do is to put her hands around her chest, close her legs tightly, cry helplessly, squat on the ground and bow her head.

Let the tears, as if broken line beads, crackling fell on the booth.

Tears under the light, when splashing, reflect a bright luster.

It's like a pearl.

"With her tears, I should have paid more than 20 million."

Henry and others stare at Min Rou shivering with remorse.

Carlos was even more proud, laughing and toasting to convya: "madam, I think I've been too generous. It's time to put away my generosity and let me go home and enjoy it slowly. "

"They should thank you, Mr. Carlos. To tell you the truth, if I were a man, I would never be so generous as you. "

Convya chuckled and gave the order again.

Immediately, a woman on the booth took out a mass of black silk cloth from her pocket.

Hands shake, black cloth spread, full of four or five square meters size.

Two people very relaxed, wrapped min Rou with this cloth.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are clouds in China. A moment of spring and night is worth thousands of gold. I'll go first, hehe, hehe. "

With a smile, Carlos put a black card on the desk and stood up with a glass to say goodbye.

His old heart was pounding, just like the moment before he was assassinated when he was 35 years old.

The assassination was the most dangerous in his life.

If it had not been for his great fortune and fortune, the bullet, which is still in his head, would have taken him to God for tea.

Familiar heartbeat.

Carlos didn't care.

He thought that this was the reason why he was about to have the little yellow flower of China.

It is absolutely a gift from God that an old man over seventy like him can still possess such excellent girls.

If she's lucky, maybe she can give him a baby - just as Carlos's heart beat so much that he couldn't help reaching for his hand, the corner door on the left side of the booth was suddenly kicked open.

"Don't move, I'm a policeman!"

The sound of the door being kicked open still reverberated in the air. At least a dozen policemen with guns in both hands and wearing bulletproof vests rushed in.

Muzzle, aimed at Carlos and others.

If ham and others see the police break in suddenly, they will be shocked and jump up in a panic.

But Mr. Carlos and others didn't care.

Even, just a little surprised, they frowned and looked at convya.

They are all big people with a bright future.

In particular, Mrs. convya has a close relationship with a minister in the power center of the three islands.

In the three British Islands, no one, except the king, including the prime minister, is "convenient" to offend Mrs. convya.

State power needs a very clever balance to maintain the stability of the country.

Therefore, none of the people present took these aggressive policemen seriously. They just complained about Mrs. cumvea. How could such a group of people rush in and disturb your interest?

"Sorry, please sit down."

A flash of anger in the eyes of convya, and then look to Carlos and others, the eyes have been replaced by sorry.

After the police rushed in, they just pointed their guns at them, but no one rushed to them as they did to Smith and put them on the ground, and put on handcuffs. Anyone who dares to resist will kick them.

Before rushing in, director Beckham had repeatedly told us that we should obey the command in all operations and never use violence against others without authorization. We can't offend the people here.

The chief of the London police department is afraid to offend these people, not to mention the lower paid officers?

"You, who is leading the team?"

In the face of more than a dozen policemen, when kangweiya asked this question, she saw Beckham and a girl in black windbreaker and black hat come in quickly.

It doesn't matter who the girl is.

I don't care.

She just looked at Beckham and said with an elegant smile, "I don't know who dares to intrude here. It turned out that Mr. Beckham, the chief of the London police department, was there in person. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for the miss. Please forgive me

What she said was polite, but the irony could be heard even by blind people.

In the face of the police representing justice, as a criminal, Ms. kangweiya is so calm that Carlos and others are more arrogant and laugh.

"Please be serious, Ms. convya. We're on a mission! I'm afraid you don't know. We're here this time -- "In front of the Chinese guests, the British police were so ridiculed by the suspect when they were carrying out their duties, which made Mr. Beckham feel very embarrassed.

But the things that make him lose face are still behind.

Just as he was about to lift out the flag of the king of England and tell Kang Weiya and others that you have been surrounded and there is no way to retreat. You'd better surrender quickly. However, Kang Weiya interrupted him, still in a very light and elegant tone: "get out."

"What?" he asked

"I said, take your people, in three seconds, get out of here."

Ms. convya, taking the wine, gently shakes the glass, and when she repeats, adds her request.

It's absolutely impossible for so many people to leave the basement in three seconds.

But they have to do it - Ms. convya believes that.

Then, when they do the impossible things in the impossible time, they will surely rush to the top and get into a mess.

The embarrassment of the police is regarded as an apology to Carlos and others.

"You -"

Beckham's already red face began to turn black.

"Three, two --"

Mrs. cumvea didn't even look at him. She stared at the glass and began to count down.

This woman's arrogance made director Beckham tremble with anger. He pointed to her and could not speak his lips.

Just when he was extremely angry and might cause cerebral hemorrhage, someone said: "Qi Yue, do you see that big screen?"

"Well."

It's a sound that's a little wooden, um, it's a sound.

Subconsciously, the police, Mrs. cumvea and others all looked at the big screen on the wall.

In the large screen, the wonderful picture of Min Rou after she was brought to the exhibition stand is being played back.

It happened to be the last three points on her body. She was torn down by a woman, her hands around her chest, crying softly.

"What do you think we should do?"

Yue Zitong's voice was more calm than that of Mrs. Kang Weiya.

Qi Yue's answer is still short, direct and easy to understand: "whoever sees will die."

Yue Zitong was very satisfied with her answer.

After nodding slightly, he frowned and said, "but I have promised Mr. Beckham that I can't kill anyone any more."

"Then dig out the eyes of the people you see and break their third leg."

Qi Yue's voice mixed with obvious excitement when she talked about later.

She killed so many people, but never broke a man's third leg.

Now, there are seven men on the scene - she can enjoy it.

She hopes that Yue Zitong can satisfy her little evil taste.

Mr. Yue, sometimes he is very reasonable and considerate to his subordinates.

Otherwise, she would not nod her head and say yes.

When these two people are talking, it's like a room full of people, all air.

They just talk about them.

What's more, they are obviously talking about a cruel thing, but the tone of their conversation is like talking about today's eggs, how much is it.

"Presumptuous! Who are they? "

Yue Zitong's arrogance makes Mrs. Kang Weiya more angry and surprised.

With a bang, he clapped his case and yelled at the two women on the booth: "for the sake of their coming with the director, just break their legs and throw them out."

The two women looked at each other and grinned.

They like this kind of task given to them by their wife, just like Qi Yue's killing.

"Get out of here."

The two women roared together, shaking their arms like two big bats, and rushed down to Yue Zitong and them from the exhibition stand.

"Wait!"

At this time, Mr. Beckham was able to speak clearly and yelled in a hurry.

"Ha ha, it's too late."

Mrs. cumvea said with an elegant smile.

Yes, it's too late for director Beckham to remind us.

It's just that Mrs. kangweiya doesn't know. His reminder is not to remind the two women not to hurt Yue Zitong.

But to remind Yue Zitong, do not let her bodyguards, in the protection of people's lives and property under the protection of God's eyes, kill again.

It's just late.

It's really late.

In full view of the public, everyone saw that two women weighing at least 70 kg rushed to the exhibition stand and immediately shot back with faster speed than before!

Bang, bang!

There were two dull noises.

The two women who were used as bodyguards by Mrs. cumvea were kicked to the west wall like two football balls.When they bounce back and plunge to the ground, they have already vomited blood.

Blood in the light, it seems to the two diversions of the fountain.

There were two more bangs, and they fell to the ground one after the other.

Strong body, quickly twisted a few times, no longer move.

If someone goes to check their injuries, they will find that the sternum outside their heart has been broken by irresistible force.

After the broken bone was turned back, it directly pierced their hearts.

Quiet.

The stillness of death.

No one spoke, except Qi Yue, who was staring at the two bodies.

Beckham and others have seen how cruel and sharp Qi Yue's method of killing people is.

But at this moment, they were scared again.

They were scared like this, not to mention convya, Carlos and others?

Until, another shrill scream, broke this dead general tranquility, everyone just hit a shiver together, looked over there.

So, those who can still see the light, and those who will become blind, will see an ordinary looking Chinese girl, with bloodthirsty excitement in her eyes, retracting her right index finger and middle finger from Carlos' eyes.

The fingers are curved, with two white eyes.

Yue Zitong hopes that Qi Yue can pull out the eyes of all the people who have seen min rouguo's body, and then break their third leg, so she will do it unswervingly.

Anyone's eyes, after being picked out alive, don't seem to feel so good.

Mr. Carlos, immediately passed out.

But he soon woke up again.

Because, a red wine bottle, hard hit between his legs.