328 Grim Reaper Simpson

"Black knife, what do you mean?" Facing the pistol pointed to her heart, Fang Lin's face was particularly/gloomy. She looked around at her familiar comrades-in-arms in the room. Their eyes were so strange and cold-blooded at this time, and Fang Lin's heart was also dripping blood. In the face of betrayal, it was really like a knife.

"Forgive us, boss. You have been away from us for two years. You don't know our current situation at all. Now we can't be compared with you at all. We have no choice but to do so." The black knife smiled with a guilty smile and soon regained his composure. "Tell us Ning Caichen's address!"

Black Knife is a small black man in his size of more than 1.6 meters. His body is not common among black people. Although he is very low, it is undeniable that the angular muscles on his body interpret his strength to the extreme, and no one will doubt his strength.

There are a total of seven people in the room, four whites, two blacks and one yellow. In the face of Jiang Jinxuan, their faces are not very natural, but their respective positions form a good encirclement, blocking all the retreats of Jiang Jinxuan.

"Do you want those 200 million dollars?" Fang Lin was not afraid, raised her eyebrows and asked.

"No one doesn't want it." Black knife shrugged his shoulders, "Head, our finances are in deficit. With these two hundred million dollars, each of us can start a better new life. As you can see, Cheetah, Black Hawk and Pre-Star are no longer suitable for this industry. We need a sum of money to retire. After this vote, the Hurricane Mercenary Corps will never appear on the battlefield again.

"You give up this idea, and I can give you the money." Fang Lin sighed and took a deep breath.

The black knife was stunned and shook his head with a smile: "Head, don't lie to us. No one knows you better than us. Not to mention that you can't take out 200 million dollars, even if you can take it out, will we still have a life to take it? Everyone knows that what you hate most is betrayal.

"You..."

"Black knife, don't talk too many times." A white man in the corner came over and stood in front of Fang Lin. "Head, you are a smart person. I think you can also understand your situation. Yes, no matter what method we use today, Ning Caichen must die, and so do you, but if you can cooperate with us, we can give you a good time, otherwise..." He blinked his eyes, "Head, you know our methods."

Fang Lin's eyes turned a few times, looked at the comrades-in-arms wrapped around her, and smiled disdainfully: "Do you know what kind of person Ning Caichen is? Do you want to exchange his head for US dollars?"

The black knife smiled and said, "We don't know Ning Caichen, so we need the boss to tell us!"

"What do you want me to do?" Fang Lin asked, "Will I take you to Ning Caichen or call him?" Fang Lin simply put her hands on her chest, looked left and right, turned back to find a chair and sat down. The muzzle pointing at her moved with her, but no one dared to shoot.

Fang Lin's words surprised everyone. For a moment, they were stunned.

The black knife turned his head and looked at the white man beside him. The two shook their heads imperceptiblely and walked to one side. The white man asked, "Black knife, what do you think? Something is wrong!"

The black knife lowered his voice: "Why don't you ask the situation first?"

The white man said, "Do you believe what she said? Don't forget how strong a woman the boss is.

The black knife said, "What do you want to do?"

The white man secretly looked back at Fang Lin. Fang Lin raised her legs and smiled contemptuously at her. He withdrew his eyes: "You can't let her call. It's too risky. The best way is to let the boss take us directly to make a raid."

The black knife nodded with approval.

The two turned around and walked back.

Fang Lin asked, "Have you discussed it? Let's go after discussion!" With that, she stood up.

The black knife was stunned.

Fang Lin snorted, "I don't know what you do yet. You don't have the courage to let me call." She took out the pistol and threw it over. "The gun is also given to you, so that you don't have to worry about it. Do you want to tie me up?"

When she took out the gun, several people in the room raised the muzzle reflexively, but after seeing that her gun was just thrown to the black knife, everyone's face became extremely embarrassed in an instant. The black knife took the pistol and smiled awkwardly: "Head, you are really joking." He turned around and said, "Brothers, put away all the guns and don't let the boss laugh at us! Pack up and pick up the money with the boss.

Fang Lin's calmness makes everyone feel at ease, but the 200 million US dollars ** plus Fang Lin's hostage can also reassure them. Moreover, in addition to the black knife, everyone thinks that Fang Lin is making a mystery, because tonight's thing is a temporary decision. Fang Lin can't be on guard, if she is on guard. She won't come alone.

Seeing that they put away their weapons, but the black knife was still hidden in their clothes and pointed at their muzzle. Fang Lin shook her head gently and reached out to open the door, but the white man took the lead and opened the door.

"A big fuss." Fang Lin muttered.

The voice hasn't fallen.

Poo! Poo! Poo!

After several consecutive shots, the white man who opened the door and the unprepared six people exposed to the door were all shot in the eyebrows. They all fell to the ground. Then, a white man with a baseball cap slowly walked in from the door. He held a pistol with a silencer in his hand and slowly walked into the room. He He stepped carefully, avoiding the blood stains on the ground, and did not pay attention to Fang Lin and the only living black knife hiding behind her. He even smiled gracefully: "Beautiful lady, you are shocked."

"Who are you?" Fang Lin's face finally changed. If the betrayal of her comrades-in-arms did not put pressure on her, the newcomer made her heart sink completely. At least the horrible shooting method was not what she could compete with. The moment she opened the door, she judged the direction of everyone in the room, and the gun was hit. Such a magical shooting, she only I have seen it in one person, and that is Ning Caichen.

"I saw you in the afternoon, but you didn't see me." Simpson smiled and said, "Let's get to know each other again. My name is Simpson, Jack Simpson."

As soon as the voice fell.

The two people alive in the room changed their faces.

The black knife gun that was going to attack stopped, and he was trembling: "Smpson, you are Simpson, Death Simpson! Didn't you die in Iraq?"

"I came back from hell." Simpson shrugged his shoulders and said, "Nigger, don't hide behind a woman. That's what a man should do. Gentleman, let go of this beautiful woman. I may let you live."

"No." The black knife's eyes were full of blood, and his whole body looked ferocious. "Sinson, I won't be fooled. Death's men never live. I know what you want. It's my death time for me to let go of her, right? He got a little closer to Fang Lin again, stared at the back of her head with a gun and shouted hysterically, "Sinson, step back, or I'll kill her, and you won't get anything."

Bum!

A gunshot.

The black knife reluctantly turned his head and looked out of the glass window. He fell to the ground. On the floor-to-ceiling window, a thumb-sized perforation seemed to mock his ignorance.

Fang Lin remained motionless from beginning to end.

Simpson smiled and said, "Beauty, no one knows that Death actually has a helper, except you. These annoying flies have been cleaned up. I think we can talk about Ning Caichen next.