Chapter 131: Mausoleum city fog 4

Chapter 131 Mausoleum city fog 4

"Brothers, I advise you not to come here."

Fu An'an seriously suggested, "I'm even afraid of being ruthless."

The three of them laughed loudly after hearing this, "Is that so, the brothers want to see what it's like for my sister to be ruthless."

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"You three, I have already called the police."

A boy who looked a little immature shouted at the end of the alley, holding a mobile phone with a particularly bright screen.

"Oh shit."

The three of them glanced at each other, one guarded Fu Anan, and the other two walked towards him with steel rods.

Hu Buchang was taken aback for a moment,

How did you get here?

This is different from what he saw on TV!

Seeing that the situation was not right, Hu Buchang ran away.

Although he really wants to be brave, he is also greedy for life and afraid of death.

Unfortunately, it didn't outperform.

How can a thin four-legged chicken outrun two strong men.

The hero failed to save the beauty and was caught.

The glasses were smashed, the clothes on his body were also stripped off his hands and feet, and he was kicked on the ground in an extremely embarrassing situation.

Fu Anan pointed at them and shot them twice.

Those who can be killed directly should not have too many redundant actions.

There is still the little gangster who was hit by Fu Anan with a glass on the head, and Fu Anan pointed his pistol at him.

The little gangster is scared.

They are ordinary gangsters in this city, and they just rob money and **** in the alleys,

"Grandma, please let me go, we just fight and grab things, and we haven't done anything outrageous!"

boom-

My aunt shot someone to death.

I'm really sorry, she did a lot of murder and arson in the game.

Since it must be resolved, it must be eradicated.

Fu Anan glanced at Hu Buchang who was tied to the ground, "Sir, killing these three people is for the safety and self-protection of the two of us."

Hu Buchang looked at the two corpses beside him and trembled, his tongue could not be straightened.

"Kill, murderer!"

Hearing this, Fu An'an was silent for a second, watching him trying to call the police and fell into thinking.

The next second, Fu Anan kicked Hu Buchang's cell phone away, took out the pistol, and taught him how to hold it.

Seeing Fu Anan approaching, Hu Buchang trembled, feeling a bad premonition—

"You, what do you want to do?"