Wang Lang was a little confused. It’s been so many years since then. I used to be the only one who robbed others. When did I still be robbed? Are you having a quarrel with me?

"Don't fucking move! I'll shoot again!" The person behind him pushed Wang Lang's back hard.

"Let me see how much money your bank card has!" The robber held Wang Lang's back.

Wang Lang pressed to check the balance.

A string of zeros appeared.

The robber was not as tall as Wang Lang. He only saw a few zeros, but did not see a string of zeros in front of zeros and the numbers in front of them.

"Poor man! If you don't have money, what money do you need?" The robber slammed Wang Lang fiercely.

"Take out any valuables on you!"

As he spoke, Wang Lang held the front with both hands, reached out to explore Wang Lang's body, took out his phone and stuffed it into his pocket, and then there was nothing but a lighter and a box of cigarettes.

"Fuck! It's all the time, I'm all poor, and it's not open yet!" The robber cursed.

While talking, he was still groping on Wang Lang's body, and suddenly he touched something hard under Wang Lang's armpit.

"What is this?" asked the robber.

Wang Lang didn't reply, the robber reached out to get it, and his face changed after buying it.

Before the robber could react, he felt dizzy and changed his position with Wang Lang. His head was directly pressed on the Atm machine.

Wang Lang held a gun in his hand and pressed the robber's head, "Open your dog's eyes and see clearly. I'm not a poor man! Read it for me how much this is!"

The robber's face was deformed, and he looked at a string of zeros that actually had a number in front of it.

"A hundred thousand million ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand ten thousand

Wang Lang slammed the robber's head with a gun, and he slapped the bag in his head in a few seconds.

He took the robber's homemade gun, took it back to his cell phone, and groped in the robber's pocket.

The robber looked like a dog-like expression. He was coming to rob people all the time, but who knew that he was robbed in turn. This was just a kpi for the robber industry. If this spread, it would be a joke for industry insiders and would always be nailed to the pillar of shame in the robber industry.

Wang Lang took out more than 400 yuan from the robber's pocket and stuffed it into his pocket. The robber pulled out a dagger from his belt and was about to stab Wang Lang.

Before he could turn around, Wang Lang rubbed the robber's chin and rattled it. The robber fell softly to the ground.

He threw the robber's gun on the robber, stepped over the robber and went out, and bought a bunch of things from the old woman.

The old woman wiped her tears and bowed to Wang Lang. Before leaving, she said that a good person will have a safe life.

Wang Lang didn't take it seriously. Wherever good people came from, bad people came from. Everyone has a different definition of good and bad.

Before he knew it, it was already past six o'clock, and the phone was buzzing and vibrating a few times. Wang Lang took out his phone after smoking a cigarette. It was a video sent by Yu Xiaomei, and he clicked it in casually.

In the video, Wu Yingnan was tied up with tape on his mouth and kept struggling.

The person who shot the video was Fan Zai. At the end of the video, Ah B's voice came from the side.

Holy Banquet, at 7:30 pm, I will wait for you, see you all the time.

Wang Lang looked angry and said that Ah B was becoming more and more useless in his work, from secretly stumbling to blatant kidnapping now. Du Zhang had completely changed Ah B.

Drive the accelerator and step on the bottom.

Wang Lang knew only a few acquaintances, and there was no reason why Ah B was tied up with Wu Yingnan. Yu Xiaomei was Du Zhang's granddaughter, and Tong Yaru was Du Zhang's daughter-in-law. Neither of them dared to touch each other, so there was only one Wu Yingnan left. Ah B was sure that Wang Lang would go to save Wu Yingnan.

He drove directly into the Shengyan Hotel.

The sound of breaking the door scared many people.

Wang Lang jumped out of the car and drew his gun into the sky and bang bang several times.

Quite a lot of people.

After a while, more than a dozen young men from Ah B came out from all directions, each with a gun in his hand, and the muzzle was facing Wang Lang.

Fanzi slowly appeared at the stairs on the second floor, "Let him up."

Wang Lang walked upwards, and a big man came over to seize Wang Lang's gun. Before he could react, he heard a bang.

The gun in the big man's hand came to Wang Lang like a magic trick.

Then there were more than a dozen shots.

All the little brothers' hands were numb, and the gun in their hands had been bounced away by a force. Everything happened in the flash of lightning, so that many people only reacted after the gun in their hands flew out.

The big man looked down at his feet, and the pain came instantly and he was directly on his head.

Bang!

Wang Lang slapped the man and flew away. The rest of the younger brothers were so scared that they were swept away by Wang Lang's eyes. In addition, they had no guns, so they were even more guilty. If Wang Lang could shoot their guns, they could even smash their heads.

No one dared to stop Wang Lang.

Wang Lang walked upwards, and the group of people who were originally blocking the road made way out with extremely fast speed.

The pink girl's face was gloomy and led the way in front.

Wang Lang threw away the gun he had just taken and held his own gun in his hand.

As soon as I entered the private room, there was a large round table inside. Ah B was sitting opposite the door and eating. There were people around him. The moment Wang Lang came in, everyone was snatching him and facing Wang Lang.

Wu Yingnan sat next to Ah B, tears filled his mind.

"It's indeed the righteous Wang Haonan I know, who is so righteous. He came alone." Ah B took a sip of red wine and looked at Wang Lang with a smile.

Fanzi came up to get Wang Lang's gun.

Bang!

Wang Lang shot down, and Fanzi's toes were pointed out in a pit.

"Fuck!"

The fanzi was furious and lifted the troll in his hand and looked at Wang Lang.

"Fanzi, what are you doing? Everyone is brother. What do you think of this?" Ab scolded.

"He is no longer our brother!" Fanzi held up the gun, facing Wang Lang's temple, with his index finger hooked the trigger, and felt that he would pull the trigger at any time.

Wang Lang was sitting opposite Ah B.

"I'm here, let the person go first."

Ah b wiped his mouth, rinsed his mouth and waved it. The person next to him loosened Wu Yingnan.

Wu Yingnan was weak and was taken next to Wang Lang.

"I'm sorry." Wu Yingnan's face was covered in tears.

"Can you leave? Let's go first, stay in the way." Wang Lang's eyes were always on the slow-moving Ah B.

Wu Yingnan bit her lip and did not perform a scene of me not leaving. She stood up in the chair and turned around and went out in one step.

Wu Yingnan just left, the door was closed.

Dozens of guns were facing Wang Lang's head.

Ah B lit a cigar and looked at Wang Lang calmly, "Brother, someone wants me to take your life."

"Du Zhang." Wang Lang said bluntly.
Chapter completed!