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Chapter 855: The Habit of Lei Zhan

Lei Zhan didn't even expect that these militants would explode the gentleman's head when they said they were shooting. These guys wanted to use this method to cause panic among everyone. Judging from the results, they did succeed. No one shouted anymore, especially Carl, who was covered in blood, suddenly felt that his other leg was not good, and he sat on the ground.

If he falls like this in normal times, everyone who passes by will help him up. Now let alone sitting on the ground, even if you lie on the ground, no one will care about you.

The militants were not interested in Carl either. He was just an auctioneer and a cripple auctioneer. As long as he didn't play tricks, these people didn't think about killing him.

Everyone's mind was spinning rapidly, especially Lei Zhan. He looked at the reporters who were isolated on the side. All the equipment in their hands was taken away by them. Some gentlemen wanted to call for help on the phone, but the signals from the entire restaurant were blocked. These militants were completely prepared and knew very well about the auction situation, otherwise their bombs would not have been placed there in advance.

Even Lei Zhan did not expect that there was a bomb in this restaurant. If he had to activate perspective, he would have discovered it long ago. This was Lei Zhan's helplessness. Now he can be said to be omnipotent, but he has no way to predict the future.

Just as Lei Zhan was pondering, Pierce was also thinking that if his bodyguards were not interrupted by Lei Zhan's people, with their Marines' skills, these terrorists would definitely not be their opponents. Why don't the masters around Lei Zhan come out to save them now?

Thinking of this, Pierce asked Lei Zhan in a low voice: "Mr. Lei, where is the master around you? It's the one who interrupted my bodyguard. Now is a good opportunity for him to appear. Summon him quickly!"

Lei Zhan laughed and thought to himself that my masters are all on Fairy Island. Why don’t I open a portal and ask them to come here with full armed forces to repair these thieves? I’m afraid that by then, the Wu Kingdom government will dispatch troops.

Lei Zhan was really laughed and laughed by Pierce, but his laughter was heard by the militants. These people looked at each other and said, "What was this guy laughing?" Others were so scared that they could hardly breathe. How could this guy laugh?

One of the militants came near Lei Zhan and spoke, "I said why are your heart so big? What did you see and laugh like this?"

Lei Zhan pointed at Pierce and said, "He said that as soon as he saw this scene, he was so excited that he wanted to fuck a bitch!"

Pierce felt so distressed. Lei Zhan wanted to kill him. When did he say he wanted to fuck a bitch? Now even the female star asked him to fuck him, he couldn't even raise him.

The militant turned his head and looked at Pierce, then cursed: "You should fuck a female donkey, so that you can be worthy of your appearance. Let's take a robbery and make you so excited. What the hell do you think?"

At this time, the leader also laughed and said, "If I was not wrong, this is Mr. Pierce, right? By the way, I like your charity auction very much. It's great for the children of war-torn countries. If all the rich people are as loving as you, how beautiful the world would be!"

Pierce didn't speak, and he couldn't afford to enjoy this guy's praise. If this family knew what love was, he wouldn't be a robber here. There was also the Lei Zhan who didn't summon his master but played him here. What's the fucking thing about this guy?

The leader looked at the time and continued, "There are four minutes left now. I never thought that a minute would be so long. Maybe for all of you, one minute is your life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Train behind Lei Zhan seemed to say extremely angrily: "Listen, bastard, I am Train from the south of the fog capital. If you have the gut today, kill me, otherwise I will definitely kill you!"

When did Train get this kind of bird's breath? He should be the one who has the final say, rather than this group of bastards with faces that are ashamed to meet people.

The armed leader smiled and said, "Trane, the boss of the southern part of the fog country, is said to be there, you speak more than the queen and the prime minister, but this is fog, not your territory. If you still want to go back to be your Caesar alive, just give me a little quiet!"

When Williams heard this, he laughed and said, "Since you know this is Wudu, don't you know who I am? This is my territory!"

"Williams, haha, the boss of the Black Gold Gang, don't think I don't know who you are. I even know who cuts the scar on your face. Only gangsters like you will think that this is your territory, and we don't take you seriously at all. You should think about whether you can leave here alive, you idiot!"

Williams' scar face turned purple again. Pierce knew that this guy was injured again. He originally wanted to pretend to be a hair in front of so many people, but he really treated him as a hair and ignored him directly.

Even Train laughed at him, thinking that they didn't take my name seriously. Who are you? You have the final say on your territory. Do you think there are fewer scars on your face?

Time passed by minute by minute, and with two minutes left, these militants obviously began to lose patience, because so far, no one was willing to do what the leader said. They only had five minutes, and if they couldn't handle it, their dreams would be shattered.

The armed leader searched the crowd, and he wanted to find someone to kill, otherwise these people would never surrender. Finally, his eyes finally fell on a noble lady.

With a finger, several militants stepped forward and pulled the noble lady. Her husband protected her behind her and said no matter how they would pull her away. A militant looked at his head and dragged her with a shot. The gentleman's head suddenly became bloody. The noble lady hugged the gentleman tightly, and no matter how the terrorist pulled her, she would never let go.

As he spoke, a militant pointed his gun at the noble lady's head. As long as the leader gave the order, he would shoot the woman.
Chapter completed!
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