Chapter 979 So arrogant

Xia Ming and the others also moved in an instant, and a short black gun appeared in their hands and fired at the people in the restaurant. Each bullet splashed out a charming blood. Every gunshot took away a fresh life. Jiang Qi was so scared that he urinated. He pushed the woman away and crawled into the bottom of the table. He wanted to take out the pistol in his arms and counterattack, but he never dared to fall.

After a while, the restaurant gradually became quiet.

Qiao Yongkui waved his hand to stop Xia Ming and the others from shooting. The expression in his eyes was as deep as a well and as excited as a song. He shouted lightly: "All living people will get out for me. Those who don't come out may pretend to be dead. You will never have the chance to see the sun again. I will count three times!"

"two!"

"Don't shoot, let's come out!" The remaining seven or eight people walked out.

Jiang Qi hesitated for a moment, and also touched the blood and smeared on his face and got up.

Xia Ming and the others all showed a focused expression as if no one was around. They were skillful in pulling the bolt, putting on bullets, and the crisp sound of gold and iron attacks were the most pleasant music for them. With Qiao Yongkui's inspection gesture, Tian Guang and the wanderer walked in the pool of blood with a short gun, looking at the corpse with a cold expression.

When he reached the middle, the wanderer sneered a few times and raised his short gun to look at the two corpses: "You actually want to pretend to be dead. I will let you meet the real King of Hell!" After that, he fired two shots in a row, and the bullet hit the door of the corpse. The two guys who pretended to be dead were killed instantly.

This action made several other people who pretended to be dead quickly get up, smiling and trying to say something. Tianguang had already raised his hand and shot it without saying a word. Everyone's eyebrows were hit by bullets. They fell back in disbelief, as if they were saying that they would die even if they stood up.

Tianguang said nothing, his face was raised high, and his hair was flying in the wind.

Only Qiao Yongkui glanced a few times and sighed softly: "It's too late!"

The seven or eight members of the Haijie Gang who were alive, including Jiang Qi, couldn't help but tremble. The people in front of him were too terrifying and did not give anyone any chance to bargain. If they were a little unsatisfied, they would have to pay the price of bleeding. This also made their attitude instantly cooperate and they didn't dare to play any tricks.

No matter what Qiao Yongkui wants, they will cooperate.

Qiao Yongkui glanced at the living person in front of him and asked lightly: "Who is Jiang Qi?"

Jiang Qi's heart skipped a little, and his fingers wanted to point to the corpse on the ground, but he didn't dare. However, the members of the Haijie Gang pointed at him without hesitation. Jiang Qi knew that there was nothing to hide, so he hurriedly walked a few steps forward and smiled awkwardly: "Dear brothers, all heroes, my brother is Jiang Qi, I don't know what you are asking for me?

As long as I can do it, I will make sure to do my best!”

As soon as his words fell, Xia Yuan stepped forward and slapped them twice, and the slap was resounding: "You guys are so cowardly, you really have a face for the Chinese. Your fathers went to Rome to make a living. When you gave birth to you, these bastards, were you working for the Tianma Party? Are you worthy of yourself, your parents, and your motherland? Ah?"

Xia Ming nodded with satisfaction, feeling that his younger brother was like a party member.

Jiang Qi was beaten to the ground for teeth, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Qiao Yongkui waved his hand to stop the rough Xia Yuan, glanced at Jiang Qi with cold eyes, and asked with murderous aura: "I won't ask for it a second time, and you won't have a second chance to answer. I want to know why you went to Renjitang to make trouble? Who told you to go? Where is that person?"

It turned out that it was for Renjitang's business? Unexpectedly, it had such a deep background. Jiang Qi did not dare to hesitate at all and replied repeatedly: "It was the Tianma Party that asked us to smash Renjitang's ships. The person we went to was called Qiusi. He usually operated in the restaurant on Minzu Street. He liked to play the piano with art style."

Qiao Yongkui nodded and turned around and walked out the door.

Xia Ming raised his short gun and pointed it at Jiang Qi's shoulder, shouting righteously: "I will shoot you on behalf of the people of the motherland!" After that, his fingers pulled the trigger, and the bullet rushed into his shoulder at close range, and broke out from behind, bringing out a long blood flower, and finally bounced on the wall and fell.

Jiang Qi fell to the ground wailingly, secretly happy that they really wouldn't kill him.

Xia Yuan and the others also laughed, raised their guns and knocked down seven or eight living mouths.

Qiao Yongkui walked to the door of Huafu Restaurant and took a few deep breaths. Next, it was time to find Qiusi. He had to dig out the truth from his mouth no matter what. This was the most important reason for coming to Rome. Thinking of this, he touched the grenade in his pocket and walked forward.

Xia Ming and the others quickly evacuated, and Jiang Qi realized that this group of vicious guys really didn't kill him. Then, he reacted and murmured to himself, he was still alive! He was really still alive! That group of bandits didn't kill him!

All the gods in the past! Thank you very much,

At the same time, he was still resentful while covering his wounds. Wait, arrogant guys, you will regret it. I remember your appearance. As long as I live and as long as I have a breath, even if I dig three feet into the ground, the Tianma Party will find you. At that time, I will let you die a thousand times! Ten thousand times!

Even if you let yourself betray your soul, you will never refuse!

When Xia Ming walked outside the door, he seemed to have heard the curse from Jiang Qi's heart and the deep hatred that could not be washed away by the Yangtze River. He suddenly raised his hand as if he was waving goodbye, and then threw out a lighter with a bloody red light.

The lighter drew a parabola like a long rainbow lying wave in the air.

Jiang Qi's face changed drastically. At the same time, he smelled the smell of gasoline. He lowered his head. The gasoline barrel in the corner of the restaurant was slowly leaking out, spreading throughout the wooden floor. The lighter flew from far to near, and countless sparks fell on the ground. Then, the gasoline leaked to the ground was ignited, and the fire snake spread and rose and spread.

In less than a few dozen seconds, the restaurant instantly turned into a brilliant and huge fireball.

Jiang Qi, who was trying hard to crawl, was entangled in the fire before he even reached the middle. He hysterically used his last lung capacity to announce the end of his life. No one of the gods passing by heard his call for help this time.

Xia Yuan turned around and made a face, then took out the ham and chewed it.

Qiusi is an extremely outstanding talent. He once studied in the United States and was polite, neither humble nor arrogant when treating people. Although sometimes he showed a little arrogance, it was not very annoying. Therefore, he was highly valued and trained by the Tianma Party and belonged to the best of the younger generation.

His favorite thing is to play the piano in a luxurious restaurant.

But today he was a little restless.

Just as I was about to pick up the clean water next to me and take a few sips of my mind, Qiusi glanced at the door and walked into the few guys, as if they were legendary bandits. He glanced at the crowd, like a hungry wolf who had been in winter, seeing the flock of sheep, filled with the breath of death, making people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

These people dressed very rustic. Although the suits on their bodies looked brand new, seeing that their arms were completely destroyed by the charm of the clothes, they knew that they were some nouveau riche from the dynasty. The guests who were dining showed contempt and laughed lowly, and even the security guards in the hall felt superior.

Qiao Yongkui ignored everyone's smiles and walked straight towards Qiusi.

Two security guards stepped forward and stopped them from entering the performance circle. Xia Yuan suddenly stepped forward and kicked them to the ground with great force. Such powerful skills made the foreigners who were dining stunned. Unexpectedly, the yellow race was so fierce. The security guard who was two fists taller than him was also knocked down.

At the same time, I also felt angry that the yellow race was so arrogant?

The security guard took out the walkie-talkie and shouted for support.

Halfway through his speech, his eyes were instantly dull, and the barrel of the face made him unable to make a sound.

Xia Yuan smiled grimly and shouted, "Call me, yell me!"

No matter how superior you are, you always feel chilled when facing the gun.

The security guards bit their lips and did not dare to speak, and at the same time pressed the alarm bell on their waists.

Of course, these small actions were not hidden from Qiao Yongkui. A little disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth. After glanced at the security guards, his sharp eyes fell on Qiusi. He also deliberately or unintentionally glanced at the short gun on Qiusi's waist, like a cheetah scrutinizing the sika deer in his field of view, and the interweaving and fierceness flashed.

After playing the last note, Qiusi quickly pressed the black and white keys to make it make a loud noise. He took advantage of the moment when everyone was stunned, and his slender fingers picked out the pistol at his waist. His pupils suddenly contracted, and the muscles on his face stood up, looking indescribable. The muzzle quickly turned and aimed at Xia Ming and the others.

"Bang……"

The sound of the clear and eclipse cut through the silence, but what surprised everyone was that the rustic country bumpkin standing in the middle of the hall was still standing proudly, with the arrogant expression on his face still being arrogant, nothing happened, but Qiusi's arm seemed to be hit by an irresistible force and lifted upwards.

The pistol fell far away like a thrown stone.

Qiusi looked shocked, looking at the bloody hole on his wrist, slowly oozing blood, forgetting the pain, he could not accept the reality at all. He was the gold medal shooter of the Roman Arsenal Association, with his shooting skills and his shooting speed that was unparalleled, but now he was defeated by the country bumpkin.

Two people flashed out of the corner quickly, and their movements were extremely agile.

"Bang! Bang..."

The gun was sweeping at the fire, which was obviously extremely violent, but it showed a beauty that was difficult to be clearly seen.

The two members of the Tianma Party who were following were shot almost at the same time on their foreheads and eyebrows. The white brain and red blood shot out. The huge penetration force after the shot made them tilt backwards and their arms that were slightly raised but unable to fall down, became the last image of the end of their lives.

Between my fingers, the black pistol slipped down without any force.
Chapter completed!