Chapter 272 You look like when you smile *

Lu Shuaijie's force value is very high, which can be seen from his first contact at home on the weekend. At that time, Lu Shuaijie was even classified as a superhuman like the female goblin Li Guan Fei.

However, when I saw that Lu Shuaijie drew the gun at no faster than myself, I became more and more uncertain on the weekend.

As the saying goes, there is still a mountain high. Although he has the dark energy of his peak cultivation on weekends, he is not relaxed, especially at this time, he is still facing Lu Shuaijie who subverts the whole Tiger Head Gang.

"You have become stronger!" Lu Shuaijie stared at the eye of the gun in the weekend's hand, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He remembered clearly that when he first saw the weekend at the * family, he was still an ordinary young man on the weekend. Now, this young man has become a big man who has made him a homeless dog.

"If you don't have a good means, how dare you grab food with you gangsters?" On the weekend, he smiled faintly, and his tone was light, like the female goblin Li Guan Fei.

Lu Shuaijie was also restless. He glanced at Fangfang, who hid behind the weekend, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and raised his feet into the door. As he walked, he said in a chatty tone, "I have to admire you. I didn't expect you to find me out so soon. Originally, I wanted to kill you when you were unaware."

"It's just an accident!" On the weekend, he looked at home, but his attention never left the gun in Lu Shuaijie's hand. "If it hadn't been for the accident, I might have been killed by you."

"Is the accident you mentioned the killer organization composed of women?" Lu Shuaijie wanted to sit on the sofa after entering the door, but he felt that the weekend was a dangerous person, so in the end he just stood next to the TV. "The female killer leader is a beautiful woman. Now she is in my hands. You must want to see her, right?"

Dong!

My heart suddenly jumped wildly on the weekend, and such a scene suddenly flashed in my mind:

Under the dim yellow street lamp, a masked girl in a long black gauze dress suddenly flashed out from behind her companions and slapped the weekend's chest. When she waved her palm, her wrist was seen by the weekend, delicate snow-white.

The veil unobstructed eyebrows and forehead are so beautiful, especially those big eyes, as if they can speak, as flexible as autumn water.

I don't know why, I heard Lu Shuaijie say that the masked woman felt depression in his hand for no reason on the weekend.

Maybe she looks too much like Zhou Xiaomo, or maybe she revealed important news to the weekend?

After a pause, he shook his head on the weekend: "I don't believe you can control her!"

Subconsciously, on the weekend, she felt that the masked female killer was a strange woman who could go to heaven and earth, and she was a high-level person at the same level as the female goblin Li Guan Fei.

"But it doesn't matter!" Lu Shuaijie also shook his head, "After all, you don't know her well. What you really know is Baby Qi, right?"

When he said this, Lu Shuaijie spread out his left palm in front of the weekend and had a delicate pendant in his palm.

When he saw the pendant in Lu Shuaijie's hand on the weekend, his pupils suddenly shrank. The next second, he burst into rough without warning: "You bastard who only knows how to attack the people around me, I'll fuck you**!"

Seeing Qi Baobao's close-fitting pendant, he finally woke up on the weekend and realized why he felt something was wrong after listening to what the man who had intended to invade Fangfang said before.

After coming out of the police station on the weekend, I came directly to Fangfang, which can be said to be non-stop.

On the other hand, the spy of the police must have told Lu Shuaijie that he knew about Lu Shuaijie's escape from prison on the weekend. With Lu Shuaijie's personality, he will definitely choose to take necessary actions for the weekend.

However, the speed of the weekend was too fast. Lu Shuaijie had already met Fangfang on the weekend when he received the news, so he sent the man to find Fangfang. His purpose was not to let the man take Fangfang away, but to indirectly delay the weekend.

In this way, he can buy time to deal with Qi Baobao.

Lu Shuaijie's arrangement is so exquisite that I still feel lingering when I think about it now.

"Brother, don't be so rude." Lu Shuaijie saw a trace of fierceness in his eyes when he saw him scolding him on the weekend, but his tone was still friendly, as if he were an old friend on the weekend. "If you are rude to me, I don't mind letting my brothers take good care of the woman who takes care of you. Tut, that woman is so beautiful. I feel sorry for her!"

"Ha ha!" After listening to Lu Shuaijie's words, he smiled faintly on the weekend. No one knew that under his light expression, he had killed Lu Shuaijie, paused, and took back the silver-gray pistol in his pocket on the weekend. "Say, what do you want from me?"

Lu Shuaijie was surprised to see the weekend withdrawing the pistol back into his trouser pocket, but he was more happy. He raised the pistol aimed at the weekend's forehead and laughed wildly: "I hope to get your life!"

"You are really persistent!" Facing the cold pistol in Lu Shuaijie's hand, he was not moved at all on the weekend. "If you want my life, you can say it directly. Why do you need to spend a million dollars to find the killer?" If you give me a million dollars, maybe I will sell my life to you. Anyway, it's a bad life.

"You let me lose my reputation in Kangcheng and buy your life with one million dollars. It's worth it!" Lu Shuaijie did not hide his determination to die on the weekend. When he said this, he, who had been at home, suddenly burst into flames. He gritted his teeth and said, "Weekend, you don't know anything. You almost ruined my big deal. You deserve it!"

"Big thing?" I felt a surprise on the weekend.

On the weekend, there was a sudden premonition that in the process of stumble and starting from nothing, it seemed to infringe on the interests of some big shots.

However, he asked himself on the weekend that he had done nothing wrong. He could become the underground boss of Kangcheng. He could own several industries, which was completely based on his fists and feet, and completely based on his IQ and courage. Even if he really offended any hidden big man, it was the adult. Things blocked his way.

Looking at the weekend's look, Lu Shuaijie felt that he had said too much. He immediately shut up and paused. He said, "Let's go. Before you die, I'll let you see your woman."

"Then I have to thank you."

Immediately, he followed Lu Shuaijie away from Fangfang's house on the weekend. What made the weekend stunned was that the man who had been lying on the ground was pretending to be dizzy. As soon as Lu Shuaijie said he wanted to leave, he rolled up from the ground and followed Lu Shuaijie with a limping. From time to time, he would stare fiercely at Lu Shuaijie twice on the weekend. Watch the dog.

Seeing the weekend and Lu Shuaijie leaving, Fangfang was scared and called A Wei at that time.

......

Half an hour later, the basement of the six gods * room.

Since the collapse of Lu Shuaijie, the six gods * room has been sealed. Today, the six gods * room has long been no longer prosperous. The underground casino has even been stained with thick dust. From time to time, there are rats and toads crawl around in the corridor.

Soon, he followed Lu Shuaijie into one of the casinos on the weekend.

The nearly three-meter-square gambling table is full of computers, with several men sitting on the table, with a large display screen hanging on the wall, and then several horizontal and vertical stools. Other than that, there is nothing in this casino.

After bringing the weekend into the door, Lu Shuaijie and one of the men with deep myopic glasses whispered a few words, and then the man turned on the big screen.

The big screen also shows a casino, but it is not as big as the one on weekends. At this time, Qi Baobao is sitting on one of the stools, and the mysterious female killer in a black gauze skirt and veiled with her hands and feet are tied to a stone pillar. Around the casino stands 20 or 30 black clothes with pistols. Man.

Bao Qi is pointing fingers. It is estimated that he is using lion roaring against those men who watch her, but there is no sound in the video, so Qi Baobao can't be heard on weekends.

Seeing the solemn face of the weekend, Lu Shuaijie smiled and said, "Well, these two women are the best, aren't they?"

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Qi Baobao and the masked female killer clothes that had helped her, she was secretly relieved over the weekend. After a pause, he said, "It's the best beauty, but it's all mine. You can only stare and envy."

"Real?" Lu Shuaijie laughed and said, "I just like your unconcealed arrogance."

Sneer at the weekend: "Did anyone tell you that you look like you when you laugh*?"

"You..." Lu Shuaijie was so angry that his body trembled. Finally, he suddenly smiled and said, "Don't be complacent, you can't live tomorrow."

"Don't talk nonsense. Take me here to do whatever you want to do!" The weekend smiled faintly and didn't realize that I was going to die at all. "I don't want to hear you crooked in front of me."

"Very good!" Lu Shuaijie nodded quickly and immediately turned around and went out, "Don't move!"

I don't know what he is going to do on the weekend, but Qi Baobao and the mysterious masked female killer are under the control of Lu Shuaijie, and he can only be obedient.

Soon, Lu Shuaijie came back. Walking in front of him was a short and fat man. The man had a beard on his face. At the age of 50, his eyes were as cold as a knife. The most conspicuous thing was that he held a Japanese samurai sword in his hand.

In person? Seeing this bearded man, such a ranking flashed in his mind on the weekend. The next second, he remembered the Japanese girl named "Qianhe".

On the weekend, he had a really bad impression of himself, so when he saw the * in the hand of the bearded man, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Lu Shuaijie, who followed the man with a beard, has changed his face at this time, because he is much taller than the man with a beard, so he walks bent down like a big eunuch.

Although the bearded man is short, he straightened his waist when walking, which feels a little tall. Standing at the door, he looked at the weekend and asked the weekend in an interrogative tone, "Are you the weekend?"

His Chinese pronunciation was very different, and he felt more and more disgusted on weekends. He did not answer the bearded man's words, but asked, "Are you himself?"

"Hmm?" The bearded man heard that the tone of the weekend's speech was unfriendly and raised his eyebrows slightly. The weekend hated him, and his eyes were also full of disgust for the weekend. "I heard that you are very good at beating?"

"It's more than enough to beat you!" When he said this on the weekend, he suddenly clenched his fists, and his knuckles creaked.

The men sitting next to the computer and didn't know what to study felt a surging murderousness on the weekend, muttered a few words of Japanese, and then fled to the corner one after another.

"Yoxi, I hope your kung fu can be as powerful as your mouth!" When the bearded man said this, he suddenly raised the * with both hands and rushed to him.

He was so fast that he arrived in front of the weekend in an instant. He held * with both hands and did not pull out the sheath, and hit the weekend's eyebrows so straight.

"Little dog, I want to be presumptuous and want to die in my big country with a rag knife!"

Suddenly, he saw the bearded man's hand with the scabbard split towards his eyebrows together. On the weekend, he roared and raised his hand to grab it directly without looking at the scabbard.

The next second, * fell into his palm.

Boom!

A huge force surged from *. On the weekend, I only felt as if there was a huge force coming, and the whole arm seemed to be shattered.

"Hmm!" With a muffled roar, the weekend's wrist shook, and the hand holding the scabbard changed into a palm, which contained a dark palm that hit the scabbard fiercely.

Puff...

Like a stuffy fart, the scabbard was smashed by a slap on the weekend.

"Oh!" The beard man was slightly beaten back half a step by the dark palm of the weekend. Before the scabbard broke, his arms sank and pulled out *.

Huo Ran, a white light flashed, and the bearded man held the cold glittering * in his hands and cut his face to the weekend's forehead again.

"What a strong knife spirit!" A knife flashed in his eyes on the weekend, and he was suddenly shocked, "He is a master of Kendo!"