Chapter 1795

Although the two men with guns fell down, there were seven or eight gunmen running here in the distance.

Is this painted uncle who looks a little crazy an important role that deserves such a big fight.

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

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

"... killer." Chu Jiang casually gave an answer along the thinking of the middle-aged man.

"Save me, I'll pay you." The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, but then he thought, can't the killer kill people but save people, so a surprise expression flashed on his face.

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

"Whatever you ask." The middle-aged man said grandly.

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

"OK. If I can be delivered to my destination, I'll give another onemillion dollars." The middle-aged man said without hesitation, and added.

"Well, let me, a killer, work as a bodyguard for a while, but according to my rules, you have to pay half of the deposit in advance." Chu Jiang said expertly, without compromising because of the proximity of seven or eight gunmen.

"Well... How can I pay now? Save me first." The middle-aged man looked at the approaching seven or eight gunmen.

"Choose whether you want to use wechat or Alipay." Chu Jiang took out his mobile phone and clicked on the QR code, "you can use your mobile phone to scan, which is 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.

"Chu Jiang, how can you be so shameless? People are dying, and you are still so..." Ye Qingcheng, who is under the pressure of Chu Jiang, can't bear it anymore.

And song Jiadan, perhaps because he was too frightened, had fainted.

"President ye, I work for you as a driver and bodyguard because you are beautiful and my woman. As for him, a middle-aged man, if he wants me to work as a bodyguard, he naturally has to follow my rules, and you should be less involved..." Chu Jiang said solemnly.

"I am king balang VI of samba. 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 indeed very similar to the balang VI he had just seen.

"Oh, you just marched majestically on the square. How can you be so down at this moment?" Chu Jiang asked incredulously.

"The one in the square just now is a fake king. In short, I can't say it for a moment. Save me first." The middle-aged man said anxiously that the seven or eight gunmen had been about 50 meters away from them, and it could be said that they had missed the best escape time.

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

"Chu Jiang, are you still human?" Ye Qingcheng once again uttered a cry of hatred.

At the moment, the gunman was less than 30 meters away.

"Save me, then help me return to the position of king, and give you ten million dollars." The middle-aged man said again, obviously his eyes were angry, "no, here is 50 million dollars!"

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

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

"OK, deal!" Chu Jiang snapped his fingers, and then rushed to the dark queen not far away and said, "black pearl, our team has just received a task of 50 million dollars. We shot at the same time, and one person killed half."

"OK. The boss is the boss. You can receive such a large order at this time. If it is announced, it will cause a sensation in the killer world." The queen of Diablo smiled and said, half joking, because ye Qingcheng and them were there, the queen of Diablo could only say in the form of jokes in order to hide her identity with Chu Jiang, and there were several shells in her hands during the conversation.

"President Chu, I worship you more and more!" Song Jiaqing is bolder than her sister. She doesn't forget to praise Chu River at this time.

Bang bang!

When the eight gunmen were just about to shoot, their necks cooled and fell almost at the same time. It seems that after countless rehearsals, many fans of brother Jiang thought they were practicing something!

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

"Everyone, run!" Chu Jiang shouted, and the people on the beach immediately ran quickly, including our brother Jiang's fans. It's important to escape. Forget the idol's hotel name and room number!

The effect was achieved, and Chu Jiang pressed song Jiadan's Renzhong acupoint.

"Ah", she woke up.

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

"This is..." song Jiadan looked at the middle-aged man with a painted face.

"Oh, it's my good friend in samba. His name is Langba." Chu Jiang hurriedly explained that he casually changed balang VI into Langba.

"Wave. What a good name!" Song Jiadan smiled vaguely and said. In fact, she is usually a regular woman, but affected by the warm atmosphere of samba, she is also gradually becoming popular.

The middle-aged man who called himself balang VI bowed his head and smiled. If he was a real king, at this moment, of course, the fewer people who knew his identity, the better.

After a while, the Baxing Hotel arrived. Chu Jiang took the middle-aged man to his room, and then went to Lord Zesen, who had just returned, to negotiate in person, and asked Lord Zesen to give up a room for Murong Yin to live in.

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

The middle-aged man cleaned the color on his face and showed his true face. Then he nodded and sighed gloomily, "a few days ago, I blamed myself for being too careless and giving the usurper an opportunity."

"..." at this moment, Chu Jiang had some confidence in his heart. Pretending to be the king is not a fun thing. If he is caught in samba, he will be executed immediately.

Let's temporarily call this middle-aged uncle balang VI.

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

"Then didn't the government send someone to save you?" Chu Jiang asked.

"The cabinet minister sang Ming sent people to look for me everywhere after he knew it. I didn't dare to show my face easily when I couldn't tell who was the mastermind. I didn't expect that the next day they found the fake king who looked exactly like me... You can guess the future things needless to say."

"It seems that this is a premeditated rebellion." Chu Jiang analyzed.

Balang VI nodded and said heavily, "now I'm in danger everywhere when I can't tell who the mastermind is. Today, I originally wanted to find the Zesen brothers. They are all aristocrats who have been promoted exceptionally. They should be more loyal to me. I didn't expect to be ambushed again. Fortunately, you were there, or they might have died."