Chapter 516

Looking at the bruised beard, the fat man directly hit him with a stick: "useless things, even such a little thing can't be done well."

It's hard to feel the power of the fat man's stick when he's been beaten to the ground and he's nearly out of pain.

Looking at Lin Fan leaning against the wall, he cried with a sad face: "it's not that I can't do well, but he is too strong."

"Waste, you don't want to smoke another cigarette for the next six months."

After scolding the beard, the fat man looked at Lin Fan: "I didn't expect that you can really fight, so many people can't beat you."

"Captain, that's what you call not making small moves?"

He opened his eyes and glanced at the fat man. Lin Fan snorted coldly: "the purpose of catching me in is to let them kill me."

"Yes, I'm going to kill you."

Now that he has torn his face, the fat man simply shows his true face: "I don't care what your identity is, and it's better to be obedient when I get to the cell."

In his mind, anesthesia was given. Gun whiskers must be successful.

When the time comes to kill Lin fan, as long as the responsibility is shifted to the beard and beard, he will have nothing to do.

It's just that I didn't think of it. Lin Fan didn't have any shit. Instead, he was blue and blue with beard.

"Are you not afraid to be monitored when you say that?"

Can't help but open his eyes, Lin Fan looked at the top of the monitoring: "if it's passed out, you're afraid it's over."

"Well, you think I'm stupid?"

Seeing Lin Fan gaping, the fat man sneered: "since you came into the cell, I turned off the monitoring. I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, Lin fan, you're dead this time."

"It's hard to say whether it will die or not."

Hearing that the monitoring was not turned on, Lin Fan laughed: "but one thing I can confirm is that you will be very painful later."

"You want to use force against me?"

The fat man, who had been ready for a long time, took out the gun from his waist: "I advise you to weigh your own ability. What I have in my hand is not anesthesia. The gun is a real gun. If you go down, you will not die or be disabled."

At this time, the beard tied to the iron door shook and quickly twisted to remind the fat Lin Fan of his horror.

Guns are useless to Lin fan. They can receive bullets empty handed.

However, when he just opened his mouth, he made a "mm-hmm" voice.

"All right, all right, no flattery."

Looking at the wriggling beard, the fat man blew the muzzle: "as a sharpshooter, my bullet will take away a piece of blood."

Mm-hmm.

Seeing that the fat man didn't understand his meaning, the beard quickly called out, but it was still not human words.

Ordered the hoarse point of the beard, Lin Fan looked at a fat man with a face: "you shoot it, I want to see your accuracy."

"There are people who are not afraid to die. Lin fan, do you really think I dare not shoot?"

Holding the gun in his hand, the fat man aimed at Lin Fan's head: "now you still have a chance to kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise if this gun goes down, you will see the king of hell."

"Don't pity me, come on."

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, Lin Fan's eyes congealed: "whether you are accurate enough or not, you will soon know."

"Damn it, do you really think I dare not?"

See Lin Fan all this time still so calm, fat man's fingers ready to pull the trigger.

It was just the next moment a dull bang and the cell door was blown open.

"Stop it all."