Chapter 2182: Lion 22
The middle-aged man frowned when he saw that Leng Xuan hadn't left yet, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, but this look was only seen and disappeared, and soon he saw his brows loosen again, pretending to be a big deal. He urged impatiently: "Hey, boy, what are you doing here, hurry up and don't stand here to get in the way."
Leng Xuan looked at the middle-aged man, and suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched, provoking a mocking and somewhat cool smile, and said, "It's not easy for me to find you at last." Hearing this, the middle-aged man His face sank, his eyes stared at Leng Xuan, and he said coldly, "Boy, who are you?" Leng Xuan smiled and said, "My name is Leng Xuan, and the 500 million cash you extorted is my money. "The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed greatly, and his right hand quickly stretched to his waist, as if he was about to draw a gun. Leng Xuan snorted coldly, and with a sudden movement of his feet, he quickly broke through the glass and appeared in the concierge. He locked the middle-aged man's neck with one hand, vigorously pushed him to the wall, and then lifted him up.
The gun in the middle-aged man's hand was thrown to the ground by Leng Xuan's powerful impact, and he immediately became dazed. His resistance had no effect at all. Leng Xuan pressed against the opponent's neck and said, "Where are you all? What are your plans?" The middle-aged man said firmly, "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just a guard." Leng Xuan sneered. , glanced at the pistol on the ground, and then said: "Really? When did the guards of the waterworks start to carry guns? And it's the latest RA49 type repeating pistol, which is not even equipped by the army. Gee, you The guard is amazing."
The middle-aged man said with a stern face: "That's just a fake gun, I'm just playing with it myself." Leng Xuan nodded and said, "Okay, if that's the case, let's try it out." After speaking, he stretched out his hand , True Qi turned into a suction, and immediately sucked the pistol on the ground into the palm of his hand. This action made the middle-aged man's eyes widen, wondering how Leng Xuan did it. Leng Xuan said with a smile: "This gun is quite well equipped, even the muffler is installed. Okay, let's try it out." After that, he aimed the muzzle at the middle-aged man's thigh. Although he couldn't feel the coldness of the muzzle, cold sweat broke out on the middle-aged man's forehead.
Leng Xuan glanced at the middle-aged man, put his finger on the trigger, and said, "You still have a chance to choose, now tell me, do you want to try the power of this gun, or do you want me Tell me the news you want to know." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "I said it before, but I don't know anything." As his voice fell, Leng Xuan's fingers also twitched. trigger. Hearing the soft sound of "Biao", the middle-aged man's thighs suddenly gushed with blood, instantly dyeing his trouser legs red. The severe pain made the middle-aged man cry out, and his whole body trembled slightly. When Leng Xuan was about to continue his questioning, he heard another voice from the walkie-talkie on the table and said, "Old pig, have you come here? Hurry up and speak back, everyone is ready to go, you are the only one left. Fast speed. Come on, we're in channel 3, don't go wrong."