Chapter 1883 How many were found
Yan Chi lowered his head and glanced at the burning cigarette butt.
He was weak and weak, and there were hands and feet in the smoke.
It's just a cigarette, just for fun. The pretty boy is still waiting for his expression to change. At least he will throw away the cigarette immediately after finding out that he was tricked. Who knows that Yan Chi's expression has not changed at all, and he even bites it He put the cigarette butt into his mouth again and took a puff in front of him.
The pretty girl's face froze, "Are you so crazy? Are you not afraid at all?"
Yan Chi asked: "How many have been found?"
"It's not much. It's really difficult to check your information. It's been hidden too much. But I've found everything that I can probably know. The surname Yan is not common. , come from the capital, and have been in the military for generations, so you are the only one from that family. You are indeed capable. My father was hunted down by you back then. You must have gained a lot of fame with this. Later, my father even looked for you for a long time. , a living person just disappeared. If Li Jian hadn’t fallen into our hands this time and lured you here, we wouldn’t have known you were hiding so deeply.”
Yan Chi suddenly raised his eyes, His eyes tightened, "Li Jian is in your hands."
The pretty face pouted, and her voice had a delicate tone, "Yeah, I only have half my life left in torture, his tone It’s too tight, so I just want to see if there’s a breakthrough here.”
As he spoke, he came closer and pressed the muzzle of his gun against the wound on Yan Chi’s waist, deliberately pushing into the wound.
"I really want to kill you, but the things my father is researching really have to go beyond your level. How about... Grandpa, do you want to hurt me again, just for the sake of convenience?"
Yan Chizui Suppressing a muffled groan, he swallowed a mouthful of blood, raised his eyebrows slightly, and took a sip, "It really makes grandpa sick."
The smile on the pretty boy's face dropped instantly, and he gritted his teeth viciously, " I'm being polite to you, but you won't give me face, right? OK, then take it back and save half your life like Li Jian!"
Yan Chi grabbed the pistol, bent down, and quickly elbowed with his other hand! The pretty boy’s waist.
He was in pain, holding his stomach and retreating. Yan Chi pulled his clothes out, raised his knees, kicked the same place again, and then pulled the pretty boy's back of the neck to his body. Chi stood up in time, pressed the pretty face's head and hit it against the car. The bullet was loaded, and as soon as the pretty boy turned around, the muzzle of the gun was pressed between his eyebrows.
Yan Chi held up the cigarette in his mouth and said coldly: "Grandpa told you, even if I only have one breath left, I will still be more powerful than you."
The pretty boy is feeling dizzy. Yes, there was blood at the corner of his mouth. He glanced at the gun above his head, and his eyes drifted to Yan Chi's face. He vaguely felt that the smile at the corner of the man's mouth was like the seductive sharp knife in the hand of the King of Hell.
He swallowed secretly and raised his hands to show weakness.
But the next moment he put his hand down again, shouting into the distance: "A bunch of trash! What are you doing standing still! He is so injured that he can't run away, let me catch him!"
After finishing speaking, the little white-faced man smiled sinisterly and looked at Yan Chi, "You don't dare to kill me, just like I can't kill you, but I have many people, how can you run away?"
Yan Chi He snorted coldly, changed the position of the gun, and shot the pretty boy in the shoulder.
“Ah!”
The little white face covered his shoulders and fell down. The pain did not slow down, so Yan Chi stepped on his shoulders and pressed him to the ground.
The man's always calm and composed voice fell above his head: "You have been watching the show for so long and you still haven't come out?"
who?
The little boy looked up hastily and saw several cars driving in behind the woods. Behind the cars, the driver and a group of people came out from all directions as if they were taking a leisurely stroll.
(End of this chapter)