Chapter 61, Recovering a Life

KaKaKaKa!!!

The bullet jammed.

Wu Feng's weapon is jammed.

Yunming: "Fool."

The next second, the weapons in everyone's hands were directly blasted.

The shrapnel flew about.

Just for a moment, everyone knelt.

"Is this?"

Yang Jian said in surprise.

You know, this special weapon will not be affected by supernatural forces.

A dozen men in suits lay on the ground holding their right hands, and their right hands were directly blown away.

Unfortunately, the shrapnel that was directly fired blinded the eyes.

"Alas! You are really unlucky. The weapon has exploded. It seems that you have bought a fake, hee hee."

Yunming has a very strange smile on his face.

This scene is like a devil.

A devil who has no respect for human life.

Yang Jian looked at the wailing big men around him and wondered what kind of ability it was?

At that moment, a siren sounded outside the coffee shop.

As soon as Yang Jian sensed the danger, he secretly dialed the alarm number.

As a ghost driver, he had some friendship with a police captain when solving a shopping mall case.

So he called Liu directly.

Liu Dui led the armed police to the coffee shop.

When they saw a mess of weapons, their pupils shrank.

Yangjian: "Be careful."

Yunming looks at these policemen and doesn't do any more, but opens his mouth lightly.

"Comrade Xiao Yang, your behavior has saved their lives."

Yang Jian was slightly stunned, then thought of something and looked at the police.

"I still have a good opinion of the police, so I won't do it. These guys should be handed over to the police! I believe you will deal with it."

Yunming said this calmly. He didn't know whether he was serious or simply disliked trouble.

Captain Liu, who came here at this time, was stunned when he heard these words.

Yang Jian said.

"It's OK, let's take these people away!".

Team Liu nodded, and the armed police handcuffed all the men in suits away.

They saved a life.

Zhang Wei looked at the weapon taken away, and the expression on his face was very regrettable.

"Gold weapons! How cool! How awesome! I really want them."

"I have that, too."

Yunming unconsciously remembered that three years ago, he killed a group of men in suits with gold weapons at random.

At this moment, those big men in suits are completely dead. Their bodies have disappeared, but weapons still exist.

Yunming can directly eliminate the nonexistence of these weapons.

He waved on the table, and an exquisite golden sand eagle appeared on the table, accompanied by a bullet clip.

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!!!"

Zhang Wei was so surprised that he picked up the pistol on the table. It was heavy and metallic.

This is the weapon of men's dreams.

It's a love gun in a dream.

Somehow, after Zhang Wei picked up the gun, a figure with gold twin guns appeared in his mind.

The figure was very handsome and posed in the sunset.

"Have you met these people before?"

Yang Jian looked at the weapon in Zhang Wei's hand and asked.

Obviously, Yunming is not the first time to meet these people.

"A group of guys who want money but don't want life, you should also know the price of a ghost, and the ghost controller is not as strong as you think. A sniper gun, a special bullet, three thousand meters away, and a shot to the head, most ghost controllers can't escape this move, and these shameless guys will kidnap your family and threaten your family's life. In short, you'd better be careful Point, they are after you. "

Yunming has a bad smile on his face.

After such a reminder, Yang Jian's face darkened instantly.

Especially when Yunming said that the other party would threaten his family's life.

Yang Jian is a single parent family. He has an old mother.

He can grow so big, but also his mother pulled it up.

After becoming a ghost driver, Yang Jian felt that if he could not survive, he would earn a lot of money for his mother, so that she would have no worries for the rest of her life.

If someone threatened his mother's life, it would be terrible to think about it.

"This kind of thing must not happen."

Yang Jian's eyes flashed incomparable killing.

"Then go kill them and kill all those who threaten you."

Yunming said with some good advice.

Anyway, even if he didn't say so, Yang Jian also planned to do so.

Yang Jian's character is not that of the Holy Mother. He will get revenge if he has a grudge. If he has a favor, he will get revenge.

He is a man of principle as well as a man of hatred.

Yunming liked Yang Jian's character when he saw the mysterious recovery.

Decisive, not the Virgin, but also has the ability to save the world.

When the day collapsed, one strong man after another died, and finally he also stood up.

Dealing with various S-level supernatural events, fighting ghost captains, fighting king organizations, and ending the supernatural era.

Zhang Wei was still playing with his gun when he opened the insurance.

"Don't play around, or the gun will go off."

Yunming raises his hand, and the gun in Zhang Wei's hand disappears in an instant.

"Ai Ai!!! Where is my golden sand eagle?"

Yunming looks indifferent.

"Yunming, Brother Ming, Brother Ming, my handsome, most powerful, most arrogant, most powerful brother Ming, let me play again! Let me touch again, please."

Zhang Wei holds Yunming's thigh without dignity.

It looks like a chain smoker.

"It's dangerous. You're not a kid."

When Yang Jian saw this scene, he was speechless.

What a loss of dignity!

But it seems that Zhang Wei is relieved.

"And the name Mingo, it's easy to misunderstand my name is Duo Flamingo."

"No, no!"

Zhang Wei would not let go without holding his thigh.

She also begrudged me. I really lost my face

Yunming couldn't stand it, so he took out the golden sand eagle again.

Just unloaded the bullets inside.

"All right, get up quickly."

Zhang Wei's eyes brightened as he looked at the golden sand eagle on the table.

Almost instantaneously, Zhang Wei released Yunming's thigh and picked up the gun again.

But the weight is a little different from before.

"Alas, it's not just heavy".

"I unloaded the bullet."

Yunming puts out his hand. There are nine bullets in it.

Yang Jian nodded when he saw this scene.

"Zhang Wei, if there are bullets in this cargo, I guess he will dare to shoot twice."

In Asia, guns are forbidden. Except for armed police personnel, ordinary people cannot hold guns, at least not in the open.

Zhang Wei looked at the bullet in Yunming's hand, and his eyes flashed the expectation that he wanted very much.

"If you don't give me two shots, I will shoot twice, definitely two shots, and I won't ask for it in vain. My father has a lot of real estate and villas, and he will give you two sets at that time."