Chapter 70: Poor toss

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Ning Zi Mo stepped forward, cold and proud eyes swept over everyone, said: "It turns out that you dare to rebel, because you have come back from Australia, how do you think that you can find a descendant of Zhu Jia, you can put Zizhu Lin control?
I wish you a good job, you are more clear than me, otherwise my grandfather will not delay the transfer of the president.
If you can choose a person who will let me be convinced, I will be the president, and I would rather not let the waters of the president, let the leader of the president hand over the sage!
However, you are looking for such a sly, an idiot of a wolf ambition, I would rather let the last drop of blood flow, and will not give you Zizhulin!

Qing Lan ridiculed: "Ning Zi Mo, today is not your decision, I wish the young master's ability, we are all convinced, help the brothers are also willing to follow the real passer of the family, you think, you are fascinating, everyone will trust you?"
Zhu Xi was so blown, but also confident, full of high heads, eyes staring at everyone.
"I don't know, Lao Tzu is the Zhu Jiazhen, who is the blood of Zizhulin. You are just an outsider!"
Ning Zi Mo faintly said: "To talk about blood, half of my body is the blood of my family. You have been planning for a long time, and you have to find a reason for rebellion."
Said, Ning Zi Mo refers to the group of gun-bearing men, said: "Single group of guns, is not our Zizhu Lin people, are you accepting the secret support of other gangs?"
The three owners and Zhu Xi are all changed.
Zhu Xi shouted: "Fart! This is the brother that Laozi recruited, and later is our Zizhulin!"
"You know that guns and fires are a big taboo. It is known to the above people that our Zizhulin may be cleared out of Huahai. You are being shot by other gangs and playing with fire!" Ning Zi muttered.
"Ning Zi Mo, if you are afraid, just say, don't scare us, we know that your flying knife is fast, but you are fast, but it's not too fast, hahahaha..." I wish you a smirk.
Ning Zi Mo’s gaze emerged with a hint of killing.
I was originally in the blood, I didn’t want to kill it, but what you are doing now may have harmed other brothers in Zizhulin. I have to clean up the portal to be able to stand up to my grandfather’s spirit in heaven. ......"
I wish you a good time, and quickly hid behind a group of gunmen, yelling: "Well! You come! There is a kind of come up to kill me! I will make a whole order, and immediately put you all into a sieve!!"
Wu Hao, Zhang Xiu and Qing Lan, also with three people in the hall, close to the side of Zhu Xi, for fear of being accidentally injured by bullets.
Ning Zimo looked back at the dozens of confessions behind her, saying: "Brothers, today is a battle, the other side has a gun, if you are worried about dying, now go now, I forgive you.
If you stay with me to fight with Ning Zimo, I will remember your loyalty in my life!

Zhao Zhong’s eyes were red, and he shouted:
Swear to follow the president!

With a loud scream, this group of members who have just been a little timid seem to have dissipated their minds. They think of the help of Ning Zimo in the past, and they are also very excited.
"Follow the president!"
"Allegiance to Missy!!"
"Stop the traitor!!!"
For a time, the killing of the sound, the momentum has actually overwhelmed the hundreds of people across.
Ning Zi Mo's eyes sparkling, his eyes are red, obviously very moved.
Ye Fan was also a sensation, recalling a lot of past events, a vicissitude smile.
At this time, a phone call hit the Ye Fan phone.
"Husband! Come on the phone! What? Mom! Come on the phone..."
A delicate female voice is exactly the phone ringing of Ye Fanxin. For the smart phone, Ye Fan certainly has to do more tricks.
Listening to this ringing, Ye Fan’s face was a joy, and he quickly took out the phone.
At this point, there are still people who have to answer the phone. Everyone is naturally very awkward.
The key is that this ringtone is too inconsistent with the atmosphere at the scene...
Even Ning Zimo is crying and laughing, what is this man doing! Such a nasty ringtone, he really has a face! ?
The people who could not help but scream and kill, and the people armed with guns, turned their eyes to Ye Fan, and their expressions were very strange.
Ye Fan was embarrassed to wave his hand to everyone, saying that he would first pick up the phone.
"Hey!" Ye Fan shouted. "Yes, yes, this factory, many cars parked outside and didn't see it? Yes... that's the workshop that opened the door! I went to the door to find you!"
When Ye Fan hangs up, Ning Zi can't help but ask: "Ye Fan, who is looking for you?"
Ye Fan took a slap in the pocket of his mobile phone and said happily: "It is a takeaway. I didn't eat dinner. I ordered a takeaway. You murder first, let me take the takeaway!"
"Hey, it’s good to change the phone, you can order the takeaway, the big girl goes to the sedan chair, this is the first time! A little excited!"
While talking to himself, Ye Fan trots briskly and rushes to the door of the workshop.
The congregation of a group of Zizhulin looked at Ye Fan's back with a stunned look and couldn't say a word for a long time.
"Ning Zi Mo, what would you like to be a fool?" Zhu Xi haha ​​laughed: "Is it a hungry ghost to reincarnate? Want to have a full meal before this death?"
Ning Zi Mo is thoughtful, Ye Fan's move, although somewhat funny, but on the other hand, shows that men do not take the danger at hand.
Just as Ye Fan ran to the door of the workshop, a takeaway brother riding a battery car also arrived.
"Sir, are you still working in the workshop at night? This is your takeaway."
The takeaway brother gave a wooden bag packed with a plastic bag to Ye Fan, and at the same time looked at the scene in the workshop, but it was scared and pale.
Ye Fan saw the expression of the takeaway brother, smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, we are playing live cs, they are plastic guns!"
"Oh! It turned out to be plastic! It’s really like it!" The takeaway brother immediately wrote, "Ha ha, how come there are so many steel sticks, is the gun not enough?"
Ye Fan nodded. "Yeah, get some guys to get through the addiction. If you don't have money, you will be tossed."
"Also, then a plastic gun like a real gun is definitely not cheap." The takeaway brother is very considerate.
Ye Fan patted the other person's shoulder. "Thank you for your buddy, don't send it!"
"Well, you are so fun, hey, it’s really interesting. There are so many people..." The takeaway brother said, riding the battery car and leaving.
Ye Fan turned and walked back to the workshop, opened the plastic bag and opened the lunch box inside.
"Ning sister, I ordered a box of celery pork dumplings, do you want to come one? The service is good, the vinegar and the hot sauce are all installed." Ye Fan took out the disposable chopsticks and prepared to eat.