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016 White Latte's Rage(2/2)

Ma Dazhuang was so sarcastic that he brought people over.

There were five of them in total, Ma Dazhuang, and the other four were carrying wooden sticks.

These people are all very strong in shape and have wide shoulders. When they walk together, they actually blocked the alley.

Sun Shuike and Dr. Xiaoyu both changed their faces.

They knew that Ma Dazhuang was going to do something bad, but they didn't know that he would do this?

Five people, carrying wooden sticks, are they going to hit someone?

Turning his head and running away?

These people are all taking the martial arts route, and they will definitely not be able to escape.

Sun Shuike cleared his throat, but he had no confidence and forced himself to hold up.

"Don't do anything nonsense!

"Otherwise the captain won't spare you!"

Dr. Xiaoyu panicked and subconsciously hid behind.

On the wasteland, calling people is usually useless... There are too few people, and no one will come after shouting through the throat.

The autumn wind swept across the alley.

The dusk was dark and the faces of Ma Dazhuang and others were vaguely and could not be seen very clearly.

But you can feel that Ma Dazhuang's face was filled with a fierce momentum!

He really hates the white latte and the Sun Kettle!

When Chen Lu called him around on weekdays, he could still smile.

But last night, he was ridiculed by Bai Latte and Sun Shuike. The resentment in his heart was completely unstoppable!

He grinned and walked forward.

Seeing that the white latte did not dodge, he walked over step by step and took out a gun?

Ma Dazhuang smiled coldly.

"Take a gun?

“I have a kind!

"You dare to shoot a colleague?"

Use a wooden stick to beat your colleague and be confined to half a month at most.

If you shoot and injure your colleague, you will sit in the prison directly!

The white latte walked forward step by step.

The revolver was just in his hand.

Cold and hard.

Just like his expression at this moment.

In his heart, an emotion called "disgust" burst out!

Everyone is a colleague. You want to be a dog, but I don’t want to be a dog. Everyone has their own ideas. It’s nothing wrong. The water of the well will not interfere with the river.

But at this moment, these people were actually blocking the alley with wooden sticks?

Why this?

The white latte did not hesitate, lifted the muzzle, pulled the trigger, the muzzle flame illuminated the twilight, and the bullet burst out with anger!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Four shots!

The gunshots rang out in the alley, leaving everyone stunned at the same time.

Ma Dazhuang's four followers, four wooden sticks in his hands, were broken in response to the sound!

The four followers couldn't even hold it, and they felt a sudden force coming from the wooden stick, and even broke into the tiger's mouth!

Then the wooden stick in your hand turns into flying debris!

The white latte kept walking, and the revolver in his hand was inserted back into the gun bag, and the muzzle was still warm.

Looking at the five dull people, they spit out a word coldly.
Chapter completed!
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