Chapter 1945: Different from what I thought

Jim said triumphantly: "That's right, I spent a lot of time here, money, it's all money."
"Hehe, we can cooperate often in the future. We have money and you have some." Song Qingshu suddenly felt bold. His family is not only rich, but the key is to give him money. There is only one child in the family, and he has been spoiled since childhood. Basically, when he speaks, his family will not refuse. This is why Song Qingshu can spend a lot of money abroad. If he doesn't give him money, he won't even want to spend it.
Jim nodded naturally and said: "Yes, as long as you pay, Jim can do anything. Here, I am the one who is really orderly."
In other words, the police can't help him. Song Qingshu nodded and said, "Okay, you did a good job this time. When they arrive, your guy will beat the man first, so he dare to humiliate me..."
"Two legs or two hands, you have the final say, but if you want him to disappear from this world unconsciously, then you have to add money." Jim raised his finger and shook it, 100,000 yuan Euros are enough to buy a life, but considering that the money of these idiots from China is so good, so Jim added the money, anyway, they are not bad money, right.
Sure enough, Shu Song Qing stroked his chin and said, "Look at his performance. If you dare to be stunned with me, kill him for me. The money can be calculated separately, right? It must be done!"
Jim's eyes lit up. He would never have trouble with money. He nodded when Song Qingshu hadn’t even bargained, so he cheered,
Sure enough, it’s a rich Chinese. I just heard that this time It's a real experience."
"Haha, Huaxia people do have money." Song Qingshu laughed.
"You are a person who does big things, you can treat your compatriots so cruelly!" Jim said.
Song Qingshu’s eyes flashed a bitterly, shook his head, and corrected: "Jim, what you said is wrong. I treat my compatriots very well. Even beggars I will give a few yuan more, and even more so if they spend less. It's not good, but like that kind of person, he is not my compatriot, he is a at best."
It’s impossible to say how deep the feelings they have when they get together, but they are all friends of wine and meat, because everyone has the same hobbies and interests, and they are all rich People, the unified rich second generation, the destructive power of these people getting together is also amazing, and one by one is still very arrogant, and it means not to put others in the eyes.
"Here." Song Qingshu's eyes burst with heat. He wished he wanted that peerless beauty now. When he thought of this, his body even began to tremble slightly, holding his hands together, showing his inner excitement.
"Song, go and humiliate the man who is inferior to the beggar. If he dares to make the slightest change, my people will tell him what life is worse than death." Jim encouraged. He is the kind of white man who despises yellow people and despise blacks. Although there are blacks under him, they are not as good as the local whites.
A group of people were standing grinningly, waiting to watch Song Qingshu perform a good show, and the man they thought was about to be worse than a beggar, was very at ease at this time. He was not abused in the car. Of course, he wanted to abuse him. It is impossible for the people to be these people.
In the expectation of Song Qingshu and others, oh no, it should be said that it was joking, several cars from the back came in one after another.
Song Qingshu was ready to wait for that compatriot, oh no, it was a man who was inferior to a beggar got out of the car and greeted him as a winner. It’s best not to be beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face. Song Qingshu felt that he should strike first Get out.
Crunch...The door opened, but no one jumped down, and Song Qingshu could just see the scene inside the car. The smug expression on his face quickly disappeared, but turned into consternation. Two seconds later, he raised his finger and pointed at Li Yifei. Shouted: "You...what did you do to them?"
Li Yifei grinned, his other hand pulled back from behind the saint woman, and the other hand was holding a black pistol with a long silencer tube on it, just moments after the car opened , Black Hole’s muzzle was aimed at Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu has also played with guns. He even has a lot of guns in his London home. There is no chance to touch this thing in China. But here, he can buy it with money. You don’t have to worry about being confiscated by the police. Shots were fired many times, but... Song Qingshu was pointed at by the muzzle, not once, and never had it since he was a child. Few people in China have a gun, and those who have a gun dare not point at him.
This is different from what I thought. Song Qingshu yelled in his heart, but unfortunately he was pointed at by a gun by Li Yifei, and he subconsciously didn't dare to move. Since he was a child, he didn't dare to move when he was pointed at by a gun.
When Jim, who was two steps behind him, saw the gun, he immediately shouted: "Dodge!"
At the same time, he took a step forward, slammed Song Qingshu away, and then subconsciously pulled out the pistol from his waist, preparing to fight back. Unfortunately, his speed was too slow. Li Yifei could even fire five or six shots during this period. Choosing the spot where he hits, he didn't hit Jim on the head, but a shot that destroyed his hand.
"Bang!" The pistol with a silencer blasted softly, and Jim yelled, his feet were soft, and he threw directly on the ground, and the arm that drew the gun was also shot with blood.
At the same time, Song Qingshu was also pushed to the ground by him. He was in shock when he fell. He heard the gunshots. He subconsciously used all his limbs together, and crawled around trying to escape. A bullet shot half a meter in front of him. , The hot bullet flew out, Song Qingshu's body suddenly froze, he even felt the approach of death at that moment, and his body movement stopped abruptly.
The other party had a gun in his hand, and his marksmanship was very good. Song Qingshu dared not move immediately. He didn't even dare to look back. He shouted, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
The immersive Song Qingshu panicked like this, and his friends didn’t get much better. They fled in panic, looking for cover. Several women exclaimed, while Jim’s men immediately drew their guns. Prepare to fight back.
Anyone who pulled a gun quickly got hit in the hands and feet, and uttered a painful howl. Li Yifei laughed and took the empty magazine back and replaced it with a new magazine. At the same time, he said to the people outside in English: "Those who have weapons should put down their weapons or kneel down there. I can consider not embarrassing you."
Who would have thought that a Chinese man who was inferior to a beggar the moment before suddenly became a sharpshooter, and even shot a few shots without saying a word, even with the exception of Song Qingshu, he hit all the others, his quasi-extreme demon.
Encountered hard stubble! Jim, who was holding his arm, thought of this immediately. He still had a gun on his body, but he didn't dare to make any movements. Although he didn't see the demon-like man, he knew that as long as he dared to move, the next second His bullet will definitely fall on him, there is no doubt about it.
"My dear, let's get off the car." Li Yifei stunned everyone before turning his head and said to the saint.
With a smile on her face, the saint nodded gently, and reached out a small hand to Li Yifei's hand, let him lead herself out of the car, and at this moment, an unconvincing gang member suddenly drew a gun from his arms, preparing shooting.
He was half done, and even pulled out the gun and aimed at Li Yifei and the saint. Unfortunately, his hand did not have time to pull the trigger, so he was shot by Li Yifei's bullet. With a bang, the bullet came from his palm. Shooting in, as if turning around, and shooting two holes in the thigh, the person immediately exclaimed in pain.
Of course, Li Yifei does not have the ability of the protagonist in the TV series to use shaking hands to turn the bullet’s trajectory, but his bullet not only hit the palm of his gun, but also hit the pistol, so the direction of the bullet changed. He was so undead, and the bullet hit his leg again.
Suddenly a lot of people’s howls of pain came from the originally quiet garage, and all of this did not affect the smile on Li Yifei’s face. He pulled the saint’s hand and got out of the car, and the other was holding a gun, as if demon.
The saint’s smile was only for Li Yifei. She would not color other people. The cold temperament on her body naturally dispersed. Of course, most people were afraid to look at the two at this time, for fear of being affected. .
Holding the gun, Li Yifei glanced around. He didn't speak, and the people opposite didn't dare to speak. Jim looked up, but when he saw Li Yifei's gun, he immediately lowered his head.
"The environment here is good!" Li Yifei said in English, and everyone present could understand it. If nothing else, but in his tone, Li Yifei seemed like a tourist for a stroll, not a demon holding a gun.
So when this was said, many people trembled. The place was nice and remote, and even the people around would not come here, because they all know that Jim is a black boss with a lot of staff, only repairing cars or wanting People who smuggle cars will come here.
Even if there are gunshots, others may not come to check, and the police will not come. If Li Yifei wants to kill, then... Jim dare not think about it anymore, he is afraid that he is afraid of death, so a few seconds later, When Li Yifei walked up to him, Jim even put his face on the ground.
"You, are the boss here?" Li Yifei's leather shoes stepped on Jim's face, and Jim could even smell the fresh shoe polish on the shoes. When he was wondering how to answer the other party, he heard the man said impatiently: " I'm asking you something."
"I...I am!" Jim bit his head and said.
"That's good!" Li Yifei smiled, kicked Jim in the face, and said: "Don't lie on your stomach, just kneel and talk to me like everyone else."