Chapter 131: Tangle

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Zhao Zhong snorted. "He's a nonsense! The brothers in the help, Missy has always treated everyone, and no one is ill."
You are clearly in the eyes of money! Missy, let me personally remove this traitor for you!

Zhao Zhong put on a metal claw, and said nothing, he rushed up!
"Xiao Zhao is careful!" Ning Zi Mo shouted, but Zhao Zhong did not stop.
Yu Hanlong's eyes are disdainful, step forward, raise his hand and palm, and collide with Zhao Zhong's metal claws!
I only heard a slamming sound of metal cracking, Zhao Zhong screamed, and the whole person stepped back a few steps.
Looking at the hand carefully, it turned out to be bloody, and even his fingertips had been broken.
Look at Yu Hanlong, a big hand is unharmed.
"Iron sand palm?!"
Yu Hanlong said: "This is a small means to deal with ordinary people. In front of this gang, it is no different from a child."
I heard that the flying knife of Ning Huichang made it good. Do you want to fly a few and come and play with me?

Ning Zimo saw that Zhao Zhong was injured, and his anger broke out. He snorted and took off a few willow blades from his waist. The body swayed and the flying knife shot from four angles to Yu Hanlong. Forehead, neck, chest and abdomen!
Yu Hanlong screamed, and the two palms ran a sigh of gas. The two big hands seemed to be black, and they quickly caught two in front of them.
Ning Zimo suddenly found out that her four flying knives were actually caught in the palm of the hand by Yu Hanlong? !
"how is this possible……"
Yu Hanlong laughed happily. "Do you not know, my iron palm, the secret weapon technique that specializes in your flowering and embroidering legs?"
Ye Fan shook his head in the back. This is why he had to teach women the inner strength. The flying knife is a kind of thing. When it comes to hard work, it is often not good.
"Ninger, don't panic, he is an ancient warrior who is getting started. He just practiced the iron palm, hard work and practice, and the secret weapon, so you are not his opponent for the time being," Ye Fan said comfortably.
Yu Hanlong blinked. "Who am I? This is not the famous Ye Da master. It was the last time I broke my good deeds. I can still escape from the car accident. It really makes me Yumou admire."
Ye Fan walked to the center of the field and said: "So, the last time you sent a killer to make a car accident, really you?"
Yu Hanlong looked proud. "How is it?"
Ye Fan nodded, took out a cigarette, gave it to himself, thought about it, and said a faint sentence: "You commit suicide."
The scene was quiet.
After a while, Yu Hanlong suspected that he had got it wrong and asked again: "What do you say?"
"I said, you commit suicide, I am too lazy to do it." Ye Fan thought about it, killing too many people, and the group of fools of Longya had to come to him for trouble.
He can't always play with the group of guys, the iron locks help a lot, but the strength is weak, he is also boring.
Ning Zi Mo, Zhao Zhong, etc., are all staring at Ye Fan, although they know that Ye Fan is very strong, but this is too much to take the iron lock to take seriously.
You know, they only have a dozen people in total, and the iron lock is four or five times the number! What's more, the other side also has a group of foreign helpers, and I don't know if there are any guns.
Yu Hanlong first beat his face and angered his heart, but then he angered and laughed.
"Hahahaha... It’s crazy enough, but you don’t seem to figure out what you are doing now!

Yu Hanlong said, clapping his hands.
In an instant, from behind him, ten black men rushed out, holding an automatic rifle, aimed at the person on the side of Zizhulin.
Ye Fan smiled and smiled. "How is this picture so familiar... Yes, last time you didn't send a gunman to go to the factory to rebel? Do you think that this gun can threaten me?"
Yu Hanlong’s eyes are poisonous and authentic:
I naturally remember that you seem to have a unique skill to resist bullets, so these gunmen are only responsible for guarding me.

Said, Yu Hanlong is very respectful to reach out and introduce the camouflage foreigners on the side.
"This is the jungle arms dealer, Mr. Keita, he has reached a consensus with me, will establish a military transport route in Huahai in the future, we will help the jungle arms dealers to reach a partnership!"
Keita shook his face, took a cigar, and licked his mouth to reveal a yellow tooth. He said arrogantly: "The ugly words are said to be ahead of the head. If you don't get enough money, don't say partnership, you have to be locked up." Deep up!"
Ning Zi Mo waited to know that this black fat man is the leader of the jungle arms dealer in Southeast Asia!
It is said that the jungle arms dealers are related to the world's top super arms dealers, and are regarded as first-class arms dealer organizations in Asia.
As an internationally recognized c-level organization, it is really not a bragging to say that it is a flat iron lock.
"Mr. Keita, you were deceived by Yu Hanlong. He didn't have enough money to buy your arms."
Keita rolled her eyes. "Of course I know that he has no money, but as long as you kill you, the business and assets of Zizhulin will be transferred to him. Moreover, the large assets of the white shark help, I remember being You ate."
Ning Zi’s face was white, and I didn’t expect Keita to investigate so clearly.
"Ning will be long, don't you know, what is consumption in advance? Mr. Keita will kill you for me, and I can give him the money.
Do you really think that I have cut off some of my money-making roads, and I can't buy arms? You are too small to marry me.

Keita seems to have made up her mind, put aside, and whistled!
Suddenly, from the second floor of the warehouse, behind a few pillars and some boxes, a dozen camouflage uniforms and black-skinned men emerged.
The expressions and demeanor of each of them are truly stifled on the battlefield and are fierce.
The key is that everyone has a strong firepower on their hands.
"Damn! rpg rocket launcher, ak47!?" Zhao Zhong and others exclaimed.
Looking at the weapons that these men are holding, the people of Zizhulin have already looked ugly to the extreme. This is the real big killer on the battlefield. These arms dealers are simply mad!
"Frightened? Fear?! Ye Fan, do you still have your face blowing your cowhide!?" Yu Hanlong smiled.
Ye Fan frowned. If he said the bullet, it would be fine, but if the rocket bombed it, he could not ensure that the people in Zizhulin could be safe.
Yu Hanlong is eye-catching. If these weapons are taken by him, even if the Xia Guo sent special forces to destroy him, they need to measure it.
Once the government has been jealous of them, many things will be easier.
Keita is carrying a cigar, using a non-standard Chinese language, said: "Ning will be long, in fact, our jungle arms dealers are mainly making money, and do not want to offend people.
I can give you a chance. After all, your Zizhulin is actually more ingrained than the iron lock, and the wind evaluation is better.
If you are willing to provide us with the convenience of arms transportation, then today, I can help you with the iron lock..."
"What!?" Yu Hanlong shouted in horror.
Ning Zi Mo is also awe-inspiring, not convinced: "You say, you want to go backwards?!"