Although the guns equipped by this club are all empty shells, they can reach 90% of the simulation level. Even if they are empty shells, they will hurt you.

And the dark muzzle of the gun, anyone who is faced will be scared.

At the moment, Xiang Qing, who was relatively timid, was scared to scream, "ah!"

Xiang Qing plunges into Wang Qianqian's arms, and Le Mingyu is shocked by the sudden situation.

"Bang!" The man holding the gun suddenly imitated the sound of the gun and yelled, then the muzzle of the gun was thrown and laughed.

More than a dozen big men around him laughed wildly, and the rest of his eyes mocked the young man as timid as a mouse.

"Crouch, these king eight eggs, I don't beat them, I will not be surnamed Le today." Le Mingyu is a master who can't stand the stimulation. He has already passed the manager and rushed into the shooting range. He has to fight with the man.

"Oh, er Shao, stop it!" The manager's reaction, the whole face changed color, turned back in a hurry, also rushed to the past, the two sides who were injured, he is unable to bear.

Mencius Heng several people also said nothing, backup to make up, the other side of the crowd, Le Ming Yu is bound to suffer.

Obviously, the other group didn't expect Le Mingyu to start. When the first punch was hit, he was still a little confused, but when the second one came up, Le Mingyu didn't take advantage of it.

A 16-year-old high school student, no matter how he grows up, can't compare with the strength of an adult male. Moreover, the opponent also has some skills. His tall and burly figure can't beat him down. On the contrary, he just swindled Le Mingyu with one punch.

When Meng Ziheng and the others in black gathered around and said, "if you have something to say, it's all misunderstanding. Don't be too impulsive." But these people are tough, stop three people not to move, let Le Mingyu in the other side to clean up.

"Sleeping trough, misunderstanding your ancestors." Gu Yitong broke out the second time. His brother was beaten. How could he manage so much? If he didn't agree, he would fight and kick. They all trained some skills in order to protect themselves when they were young, and they didn't do it with tricks.

Those people in black were attacked, naturally will no longer be merciful, "Hey, want to play, play dead you."

Then, the four were surrounded by a dozen people in black, and soon they got the upper hand.

"Don't fight. This is the boss's brother. Don't fight any more." The manager yelled and broke his throat. No one paid attention to it. He could see that this group of people were not afraid of the boss. The manager quickly took out his walkie talkie to contact the top floor.

"Ah, what to do, Mencius Heng, they can't beat, each other so many people, Qianqian, do not call the police, don't kill people." Xiang Qing has never experienced such a violent scene. For a while, he is in a state of confusion. He can only think of the police uncle.

"Calm and calm. This is the territory of brother Le Mingyu. The police call for blackmail. When the police come, people may not be grateful to you." Wang Qianqian has seen big scenes, and now she has time to comfort Xiang Qing.

"Well, what should I do?" Xiang Qing looks at the four people over there who are more and more indifferent to the situation. They are all worried in their heart.

Wang Qianqian put her arms around her back to pacify her. The corner of her eyes was aimed at the young man in white. Seeing her leisurely expression of watching the opera, she couldn't help saying, "don't you do it yet?" She knows song Ye's skill, so she is so calm now.

But obviously, song Ye waved his sleeves and didn't see enough drama, "isn't this not lost?"

“……” Wang Qianqian is very unruly to roll a white eye, song ye said did not lose, just have not been beaten down.

She felt in silence that Mencius Heng made bad friends by mistake.

"You don't think so. Is it that you don't like Le Minyu?" Wang Qianqian stabbed and asked.

Song Ye glanced at her, did not answer, this just slowly rolled up the cuff of the shirt, elegant as if to go to dance.

The next second, people have already rushed out like an arrow leaving the string.

Wang Qianqian puffed the corners of her mouth, patting Xiang Qing's back and reciting in her heart. She could not offend anyone, otherwise she would be killed.

At the other end, more than a dozen adult men in black surrounded Meng Ziheng and tried to find out their skills. Instead, they played like teasing kittens and puppies.

"Ha ha, I dare to rush out to fight on this skill, children. I am very optimistic about your courage, but your strength is disappointing." With that, the man stepped on Le Mingyu's stomach, and the four people on the spot were punished the worst.

"Bah, there are more of you and less of bullying. Let's fight one by one." Gu Yitong couldn't look down and roared.

Both Mencius Heng and Fang ye are taciturn people, and their skills are the best among the four. At this time, judging the situation and knowing that they can't fight, they have not resisted and are ready to wait for the opportunity.

"Haha, single? Well, I'd like to see if you're too small to fight with me The man who steps on Le Mingyu laughs arrogantly, shifts the target and walks towards Gu Yitong.The other side than the valley of a child a head, a big hand press, a palm on the valley a child's head, suppress him unable to resist.

This kind of insulting action greatly pleased each other, more than a dozen men looked up and laughed, and didn't feel any shame in bullying children.

"Hehe, it depends on the opponent, or shall we have a contest?" At this time, from the crowd came a voice, clear and cold, even in the smile, it also sounded no temperature.

Then, there was a man's scream. When they looked back, they saw song Ye Yingying, dressed in white and in white trousers, standing behind him. He stepped on a man in black's knee and held the middle finger of his right hand in his hand. The smile on his face looked rather sinister at the moment.

"Are you with them? Trying to get justice for them? I can tell you that it's hard to beat four hands with two fists. If you have more than one, you're only five, and you won't win. " The man who just pointed at the muzzle of the gun released Gu Yitong and walked slowly over, squinting at the young man in front of him.

Intuition told him that this beautiful little white face was different from the other four.

Click.

With a crisp sound, the man kneeling on the ground broke out a scream in an instant. The pain of breaking the middle finger of his right hand made him look ferocious.

"I don't want to hear nonsense. Are you sure you want to continue?" Speaking, song Ye slowly changed a man's index finger in his hand, the indifference of his eyes made people shudder.

Rao is used to seeing the big wind and waves of men in Black feel a burst of cold, the right hand is a gun man's life, hurt his finger, it's no different from disabled.

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