Chapter 400 Male and Female Waiter

Weekend! You are the weekend!"

"Haha! Haha! On the weekend, there is a way to heaven, and there is no way to hell, and you can break in!"

"I'm going to kill you today this weekend, and I'm going to avenge my son!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Ye Dashan saw that the "waiter" was the weekend, and his mood became excited in an instant. He laughed wildly and ordered his bodyguards to do it.

However, Ye Dashan ignored one thing, that is, his wrist was grabbed by the weekend at this time. He called the bodyguards under him to kill the weekend. It was strange that those bodyguards dared to move.

"Haha, I'm really the weekend you're looking for!" On the weekend, he grabbed Ye Dashan's wrist and gently twisted his five fingers, and Ye Dashan's facial muscles suddenly twisted.

Taking Ye Dashan's hand, like an old friend who had been reunited for a long time, sat casually on the sofa on the weekend, and then looked around more than a dozen bodyguards: "Squat down!"

These more than a dozen bodyguards were equipped with pistols, but they controlled Ye Dashan on the weekend. They had nothing to do, so they had to obediently throw the pistol on the ground and squat down with their heads.

"Ye Dashan, are you going to kill me?"

After seeing the bodyguards sitting around and squatting on the ground, they looked at Ye Dashan with a smile on the weekend: "Aren't you going to send someone to kill me in Room 508? I'm in front of you now. You let someone kill me!"

"You...you..." Before his wrist was caught on the weekend, Ye Dashan did not realize that he was in danger. At this time, his wrist was strangled by the weekend, and when more than a dozen bodyguards he brought were all holding their heads and squatting on the ground, Ye Dashan finally realized the danger and was so nervous that he could not speak, but, thinking about it When his son Ye Zhengji died tragically in the hands of the weekend, Ye Dashan's heart could not help but feel hatred, "I'm going to kill you to avenge my son!"

I noticed Ye Dashan's flaming eyes when he looked at him. On the weekend, he knew that it was Ye Dashan's anger against him, the hatred of killing his son. He couldn't explain it on the weekend, and it was useless to explain.

"But you can't kill me!" Say it coldly on the weekend.

"If you can't kill me, I will kill you." Ye Dashan gritted his teeth and said, "You bastard not only robbed my son's woman, but also killed my son. You deserve to die..."

"Second Olympics!"

Before Ye Dashan finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed Ye Dashan's neck over the weekend.

"*, I tell you clearly that that woman has never been your son's. She was not, not now, and is even more unlikely in the future. Don't think that your Ye family can subdue the hearts of women all over the world if they have some power!"

"If Sister Fei is really your son's woman, can your son's third leg be cut by Sister Fei with scissors? If Sister Fei is really your son's woman, can they live apart? Damn, it's obviously your son oppressing and forcing the concubine, but now you say that the concubine is his woman. Are you still shameless?

"Also, do you know how Ye Zhengji died? Do you know what Ye Zhengji did at that time? Do you know how many people were killed by him? Do you know Li Huan? Have you heard of Lin Youran? Do you know Qi Baobao? Your son did something unreasonable, and his death deserved!"

" Besides, it's not me who killed your son with a gun. What the hell do you want to kill me? If you really think I'm guilty, you can call the police and ask the police to arrest me! You don't care, right? Because you knew that it was your son who was not me who committed the crime, so you wanted to kill me secretly in a dirty way!"

After listening to the weekend, Ye Dashan couldn't answer a word, because what he said on the weekend was all true.

Since he can't say the weekend, Ye Dashan is not ready to continue talking. Anyway, he is at a loss. The only thing he has to do is to kill the weekend.

When he spoke on the weekend, he had quietly put his hand into his pocket. In his pocket, there was a two-finger wide exquisite pistol, which he bought from abroad at a high price. It is not only convenient to carry, but also very lethal.

Holding a pistol in his hand, Ye Dashan deliberately glanced sideways at the weekend and saw that the other party did not notice him. Ye Dashan was bolder. He secretly took the pistol out of his pocket and then suddenly hit the waist of the weekend.

"What you said is true, but I still want to kill you!" Ye Dashan sneered.

"Hmm?" Feeling that something was held around his waist, the weekend was slightly stunned and immediately reacted. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a very proud expression, "Ye Dashan, why are you the same as your son?"

"What?" Ye Dashan didn't understand why he said that on the weekend and couldn't help asking doubtfully.

"Your son also showed his gun at that time. You should be very clear about the charge of holding a gun in China, right?" He said on the weekend, "I guess the reason why you dare not trace the cause of your son's death in name is because you know that your son used a gun at that time. In this case, why do you still use a gun now?

"hehe." After listening to the weekend's words, Ye Dashan finally understood why he said so on the weekend, but he looked careless, "Do you think anyone will know if I kill you now?"

Ye Dashan is very confident. Indeed, as long as he dies on the weekend, it is impossible for anyone to sue him for murder with a gun.

"But can you kill me?" Even if he was hit by a pistol around his waist, his look on the weekend remained unchanged and he smoked on his own.

"You are not a fairy. Why can't I kill you?" Ye Dashan said that the head of the gun had slipped from the waist of the weekend to the forehead of the weekend, "As long as I pull the trigger, your head will be blown up!"

"What are you waiting for? Shoot it!" The weekend look remains unchanged, as if Ye Dashan's pistol was aimed at others rather than him.

"Son, I've avenged you!" Thinking that he could avenge Ye Zhengji with his own hands, Ye Dashan's face turned red with excitement, and even his hand pulling the trigger trembled.

Bang!

Bullet out!

Even if this exquisite and small pistol is equipped with the best muffler, the bullet also emits a gun when it flies out.

"Haha... Son... I finally avenge you... Haha... Haha..."

Ye Dashan rarely uses pistols. If he really encounters a gun, it is usually Ye Zhengji or his bodyguards. Therefore, when he shoots on the weekend this time, not only his hands trembled violently, but he can't help closing his eyes when the bullet comes out.

He didn't see the scene of the weekend's forehead being broken by bullets, but he knew that there was an additional blood hole in his forehead on the weekend.

However, what shocked Ye Dashan was that he spoke on the weekend, and it was still a light tone.

"The gun is a good gun, but it's too small!"

Hearing the weekend's words, Ye Dashan hurriedly opened his eyes and suddenly saw that the weekend was still sitting next to him, and there was no trace of being hit by a bullet.

"How...how is it possible..."

How could Ye Dashan believe that he didn't hit the forehead on the weekend? You know, his gun eye is stuck to his forehead on the weekend. Even if he pulls the trigger for half of the weekend, he can't be unscathed!

"What's impossible?" On the weekend, he spread his palm in front of Ye Dashan. In the palm of the weekend, a crooked pistol bullet and a handful of white powder could be seen.

The bullet is the one shot by Ye Dashan's pistol. As for the white powder, it is produced when the bullet rubs against the weekend's hand.

"You...you caught the bullet with your hand..." Ye Dashan's pupils were wide open. He didn't want to believe the scene in front of him, but if he didn't believe it, how to explain it?

"We are enemies. There is no need to talk so much nonsense, do we?" On the weekend, he smiled faintly, threw the bullets and white powder in his palm to the ground, and raised his hand to choke Ye Dashan's neck. "You have shot me, and now it's my turn to shoot!"

"Weekend, you..." felt his throat being choked, and Ye Dashan was stunned. He opened his mouth to say something, but the vocal cords could no longer make a sound...

When more than a dozen bodyguards present saw Ye Dashan being strangled to death, they were so scared that they didn't dare to say a sound. They all squatted on the ground with their heads and pretended to be dumb and deaf.

glance at the bodyguards squatting on the ground and said coldly on the weekend, "Guys, you should know very well that you have seen something you shouldn't have seen. Now the most direct way to solve the problem is to kill all of you!"

After listening to the weekend, the hearts of all the bodyguards sank to the bottom.

Suddenly, one of the bodyguards picked up the pistol in front of him: "Brothers, it's better to die left and right..."

Before the bodyguard finished his words, the weekend sitting on the sofa had arrived in front of him. At this time, the bodyguard's hand had just touched the pistol on the ground and had not been picked up.

On the weekend, he raised his foot and stepped on the wrist of the bodyguard who reached for the gun and twisted his toes!

click!

The bodyguard's wrist was directly crushed.

"Ah..." The bodyguard screamed, but his voice stopped abruptly as soon as he opened his mouth.

While stepping on his wrist on the weekend, a knee hit him on the forehead, making his eyes white on the spot and his forehead was deeply immersed in a large piece.

"You are in a hurry to break the net before I finish my words. This is looking for death!"

Without looking at the bodyguard who fell to the ground on the weekend, he continued, "I said that the most direct solution to this matter is to kill all of you, but I have no grudge against you. At least so far, we have no conflict. I don't want to kill people!"

"As long as you promise not to tell this matter, I can let you live."

"I will never let go of those who are dishonest."

"I... we won't say... we won't say it even if we kill..."

Who can be afraid of death? As soon as they heard that there was hope to survive on the weekend, they immediately expressed their position.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the private room door.

Dongdong! Dong Dong Dong!

Hearing the knock on the door, he frowned slightly on the weekend.

Those bodyguards were also clever and did not live up to the weekend's order. They hurriedly moved the body of the bodyguard on the ground to a hidden place. As for Ye Dashan, even if he is now dead, as long as others don't say it, outsiders will feel that he is leaning on the sofa and doze off.

After the scene was almost restored, he continued to pretend to be his "waiter" to open the door on the weekend.

It was a waitress who knocked on the door, wearing the same clothes as on weekends, with dark purple short sleeves and a black thigh-length skirt on her lower body.

The waiter's legs are wrapped in silk stockings, which looks particularly textured. With the black high heels on her feet, it is amazing.

"Hmm?" Seeing that the weekend when the door opened was also dressed as a waiter, the waitress was obviously a little surprised, "I have always been responsible for this private room. When will it be changed to you?" Also, who are you? Why have I never seen you?

The waiter's voice was very crisp, and her voice was loud, so her words immediately attracted countless people.

On the weekend, she secretly shouted bad, and no matter what the waiter's mentality was, she grabbed the waiter's wrist and pulled it into the private room: "Come in and talk!"