City Exchange Life Club

"What a mad dragon, Dalei, let's go."

Zhao Yan smiled indifferently, got up and walked out.

Dalei gave Kuanglong a cold look, and followed Zhao Yan to leave, but the gun was not put away.

"Hahaha, that's right, your master is finished, and you dare to bark at people as a dog. Isn't this looking for slaughter? It's interesting."

Kuanglong laughed proudly, thinking of the days when he was servile in the face of Luo Jiajun, his heart was full of exuberance, and he almost floated.

Suddenly, Zhao Yan stopped, grabbed the fruit knife on the shelf at the door, and threw it backhand.

puff-

The fruit knife pierced into the chest of the mad dragon, blood splashed out, the laughter of the mad dragon stopped abruptly, and one stumbled to the ground, making a shrill scream.

"Ah! Kill them! Kill them!"

Crazy Dragon's younger brothers then reacted.

Dalei closed the door with one foot, blocked the rest of the people outside, and at the same time raised his gun and started shooting.

"Kang Kang Kang Kang..."

"Kang Kang Kang..."

"Come on everyone! Hack them!"

There were constant gunshots in the small office, too many people in Crazy Dragon could not use it, and their overall quality was low, and they were completely crushed by Dalei, who had been a soldier.

Zhao Yan didn't use a gun. He was very fast and powerful. In such a small space, those with guns and knives were really not as fast as his punches.

Facing the oncoming machete, he directly punched the opponent's wrist, and with a click, the opponent's forearm was broken 90 degrees, and the broken bone and skin came out.

He kicked it out with another kick, and then slammed his right elbow back fiercely. The face of the guy who was trying to attack was directly deformed, and the seven orifices spurted blood frantically.

The two of them knocked down more than a dozen people in the office. The walls and the ground were covered in scarlet blood, and Kuanglong's injured little brother couldn't stop crying.

Kuanglong sat paralyzed on the ground, staring blankly at this scene, even forgetting the pain.

There was also a flash of surprise in Dalei's eyes when he looked at Zhao Yan, because Luo Jiajun could fight before.

But definitely not exaggerated to this point

This speed, this explosion, is it human?

Zhao Yan wiped the blood on his face with a handkerchief, threw it on the ground, and walked towards Kuanglong step by step.

It's not his original world anyway, so he doesn't need to worry about any shackles in this world.

Moreover, this feeling of using absolute violence to push everything horizontally made him a little intoxicated.

Only then did Kuanglong come back to his senses, looking at Zhao Yan who was getting closer and closer, as if he saw death approaching, his eyes were terrified: "Brother Luo, spare your life, Brother Luo."

"Where's my goods?" Zhao Yan squatted down, reached out and patted his face, and asked in a gentle tone.

Kuanglong was dripping with cold sweat, and he said quickly: "In the warehouse of Taihe Wharf No. 15, I will take you there. Brother Luo can take as much as you want!"

"You don't have to lead the way, I don't like to cause trouble to others." Zhao Yan shook his head with a smile.

Kuanglong panicked and cried: "No trouble, no trouble, Brother Luo, you can't kill me, you can't, I've already given you the goods."

"That's how we do things." Zhao Yan shrugged and pulled the fruit knife on his chest.

puff-

Blood spurted out instantly.

Kuanglong's pupils were slack, and his body slowly fell to the ground. The wound continued to bleed out, and his chest was soaked.

Zhao Yan wiped the blood splattered on his hands on his clothes in disgust, and got up: "Go to Taihe Wharf."

This was his first time killing someone, but at most it was just a little disgusting and bloody, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Perhaps because he was an orphan since childhood.

The reason for being emotionally weak.

Before, he was worried that he would not be good at acting as a gangster, but now it seems that he just needs to keep some.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Open the door! Open the door if you have something!"

Outside, Kuanglong's younger brother was still smashing the door.

Dalei opened the door, and the crowd who had been shouting fiercely just now went silent.

Especially after seeing the tragic scene in the office, they slowly retreated with pale faces.

Zhao Yan took Da Lei and walked out of the game hall so calmly, beckoning for a taxi on the side of the road.

But seeing the blood on their bodies, the taxis all drove by quickly, and none of them stopped.

Zhao Yan beckoned: "Gun."

Big Ray handed him the gun.

Zhao Yan pointed his gun at a taxi.

The taxi stopped instantly.

"Looks like it's better than the brakes."

Zhao Yan threw the gun to Da Lei, opened the taxi door and sat up: "Taihe Wharf."

"Okay... okay." The driver shivered.

An hour later, at the destination, the taxi driver's voice trembled: "Brother... here, here."

"Don't talk nonsense, or I'll find you." Zhao Yan took out a piece of money and threw it on him, then got out of the car.

Taihe Wharf has long been abandoned, and now it is mainly used by some smugglers and smugglers.

The two came to warehouse No. 15, and there were two brothers who were arranged by Crazy Dragon to guard the warehouse to drink.

"Hey, who are you two, do you know where this is, get out of here!"

Seeing Zhao Yan and Da Lei approaching, one of them shouted at them with a smoky smell.

Dalei is a typical northwestern man, introverted and not good at words, so he took out his gun directly.

"Two big... Big brother, spare your life!"

The two who looked at the warehouse hesitated and raised their hands.

"The door is open." Zhao Yan raised his chin.

"Yes, yes, right now." One of them got up, gestured for the key in his arms, and then suddenly pulled out a gun with a grim face: "Fuck you!"

"Kang Kang Kang..."

Dalei pulled the trigger expressionlessly, and the young man who drew the gun was beaten into a sieve and fell to the ground.

Dalei pointed his gun at another person again.

"Brother, spare your life, bro! I just got married, and my child is only one year old!" The young man who was pointed at by him turned pale with fright and begged for mercy again and again.

Zhao Yan said with a smile: "Are you reminding me to cut weeds? Or are you reminding me that your wife is very young and a newly married beautiful young woman?"

youth:"…………"

"Forget it, I'm kind-hearted, so I don't see anyone begging for mercy." Zhao Yan said with a sigh.

The young man was ecstatic: "Thank you, thank you."

On the surface, I am grateful, but my heart is full of resentment. I will tell Brother Kuanglong when I go back.

See how you two die.

"So drag him to a place I can't see and solve it." Zhao Yan waved at Dalei.

youth:"…………"

Life is so ups and downs...

The great sorrow and joy of life, nothing more than this.

Amidst the cries of the youth, Da Lei dragged him aside, and with the sound of gunfire, the cries stopped abruptly.

Zhao Yan bent over, took out the key from the corpse at the door, and kicked the corpse: "If you didn't kill me, would you bother me?"

After opening the warehouse, it is full of treasures that can make a fortune: micro red, AK, pistols, grenades, explosives, everything, everything.

"Let's start pretending." Zhao Yan said.

Dalei took off the four black bags on his back, and then the two began to load the goods inside.

A few minutes later, Zhao Yan and Dalei each left the dock with two bulging bags on their backs.

Of course, they couldn't swagger through the city with four bags of guns on their backs. Instead, they hid the guns in a temple near the pier and let the Buddha guard them for them.

Get ready to pick it up in the morning.

A gun that shines brightly can send people to heaven.

Killing people must use the gun that the Buddha had fired, which also highlights Zhao Yan's kind-hearted Ծ̮Ծ.

[Author's digression]: Anyone who has read my old books knows that my protagonists are good people with good hearts