Chapter 846: Street Fighting

The eyes of the mafia members cannot be kept bright because they saw the gun!

To be precise, when the mafia members saw the short gun in Wen Jun's waist, they also found that he was a Chinese man and had two burly black men around him. Judging from their situation, they were also people who had experienced the vicissitudes of war. Therefore, they had to doubt Wen Jun's identity. Perhaps this guy was Chu Tian's accomplice.

Their speculation was not that they were rushing to seek medical treatment. Since the rocket incident, Rome's gun ban has reached the most severe level in history. The police repeatedly stormed the gangsters' residences and raided the residences of the pre-prosecutors, and made up their minds to eliminate the guns. Therefore, Wen Jun's possession of guns is a very important clue.

Only Chu Tian and his group have great supernatural powers.

In fact, Wen Jun flashed out the gun at his waist. The process was very short, like lightning, even Wen Jun himself did not realize it. However, the guy who was involved was almost the instinct of a gunman and captured the flashing cold light. He immediately cast his eyes on Wen Jun, which attracted the attention of others.

Wen Jun saw that they were staring at his waist and knew that the gun he bought at a high price might have been exposed, but he didn't take it seriously. Except for the five big men who didn't look like policemen, more importantly, with guns in hand, he became particularly brave, so he led the people forward and shouted: "Give up the way!"

I actually knew that I had a gun, so why didn’t I run away with my tail?

The idea is great, the reality is cruel!

The five mafia members did not flash to the side, but instead formed a semicircle, surrounding Wen Jun and the others in the center, their eyes full of exploration and fierceness, and strong physique, asked coldly: "Why do you have a gun? Are you from that gang? Or a street gang? Tell me quickly!"

His tone was particularly cold and murderous.

Wenjun has always had to scold others, so it was not the turn of these guys to interrogate him, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "What kind of person is my fault? It's natural for me to have a gun. You guys dare to ask me? Warn you, hurry up and give way to me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

Too arrogant! It fits Chu Tian's style too!

These people must be Chu Tian’s accomplices! Wei Zhexun made a judgment and then gave his eyes to his subordinates. Before Wen Jun and others could react, they raised their five guns almost at the same time and looked at Wen Jun and the others gloomyly. The latter had no time to draw out the gun at all, so they could only stare at the gun in front of them.

Wenjun then started to stumble and shouted with courage: "What are you going to do?"

Taking advantage of the large number of people and holding guns in hand, the person who is arrogant and completely controlled the situation, staring at Wen Jun and said, "Tell us out your origin and identity proof, and then follow us obediently. If you dare to escape or not cooperate, I will shoot you in the head!"

Wen Jun's hand was hanging next to the muzzle, but he did not dare to shake it at all, for fear that the inadvertent actions would cause misunderstandings on the other party. At such a close distance and so many muzzles, it was completely impossible to escape without being able to escape without being too strong, not to mention that his sister, a weak woman, was dragged down, so his breathing gradually became thicker.

The man shook his muzzle and shouted coldly: "Do you really want to try the feeling of bullets?"

After saying that, he blocked Wen Jun's forehead with a cold muzzle.

Wen Jun couldn't help but tremble, then extinguished the arrogant flames and honestly explained his origin: "I am the son of Fang Gang of the Chinese Business Association! I just came back from the United States and was about to attend my father's funeral. I heard that Rome was a bit messy recently, so I bought this gun for a high price to defend myself, without any malice!"

The servant stared at Wenjun, trying to see the clues from his eyes, and slowly spoke: "Fang Gang has been in Chinatown for so many years, why haven't I heard of his son? Don't think about taking advantage of the troubled waters. If our boss sees out your identity, I will kill you with your own hands!"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Wen Jun was afraid that his gun would open fire, so he looked anxious and said with a cannon: "You can go to Chinatown to inquire. I am really Fang Gang's son, and the one next to me is my sister! The old Chinese basically know us, and the two black men behind are the bodyguards I hired!"

The man glanced over them a few times and saw Wen Jing's panic expression, which didn't seem like he was lying. So he turned his head and said a few words to his accomplices, then took out the phone to report to Roosevelt. After a while, he received the order to take the person back, so he waved the gun without comment and asked someone to go to Wenjun and others' guns.

Although Wenjun's embroidered pillow is a bit poor, the two black bodyguards he accompanied are real strong men. When the mafia members approached them and blocked the eyeliner of the gunmen, the two bodyguards looked like hungry wolves, slid out of their feet, hitting their fists straight, and hitting the enemy's chin like a meteor.

A click sound!

The two mafia members were staring and dislocated their chins. Before they could recover, the two bodyguards had dragged their enemy's bodies and held their short guns with all their speed. However, the bodyguards did not dare to shoot bullets, because the experienced and cunning person pointed the gun at Wen Jun's forehead again.

Although the bodyguard made the scene chaotic, the servant was not at all panic.

Both sides confronted each other while shouting, with several guns facing each other without showing any weakness. The bodyguards' eyes were fierce and fearless, the mafia's eyes were cold and dangerous, and the muscles on everyone's body were subconsciously tense, but no one dared to make any moves. Even if they were thrusting their fingertips, they would attract fire.

Only Wen Jing leaned against the wall and shook!

Wen Jun was really depressed. He thought the bodyguard would win back the defeat, but unexpectedly it turned into a confrontation between the two sides, which put him in danger. If the bodyguards acted rashly, the mafia members would definitely let themselves fall first, so they hurriedly stopped the bodyguard: "Don't move around, don't move around!"

The bodyguards nodded and did not take any other action.

Wen Jun exhaled a few breaths of stuffiness, and the fine sweat on his forehead was slowly dripping. He stared at the master and calmed down and said, "Don't move around. Now it's evenly matched. I suggest both sides leave behind and treat it as if they have never encountered it before. Everyone is not an enemy, and there is no need to stop until death!"

The servant sneered and shook his head, and said without comment: "No! Our boss already knows that you exist. If I let you leave, even if we don't die here, we will be dealt with by family law when we go back. So the result between us is either you go back with me or we die here!"

His words were like blocking the entire road, and he was obviously uncompromising.

Wenjun was a little stunned. Do you really want to die together?

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a person slowly walked into the alley. Although this guy was not huge, it made people feel like a train was driving into the alley. Unparalleled momentum filled the entire passage. He was playing with the heavy and powerful desert eagle in his hand, but he was as flexible as a toy.

The black muzzle seemed to be blooming with the grim smile of death.

Wen Jing's panicked heart was instantly at peace, and it would be great that Azar came!

Azar looked at the confrontation parties, raised disdain at the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "There are so many guns in his hand, but he talks so much nonsense like a family, and I don't know what you are doing! It's better to go to the restaurant to open a desk and talk slowly!"

The face of the man became ugly. He turned his head and looked at Azar's bronze face. He suddenly recognized him. He had met this guy while surveillance at the airport. He wanted to go forward to interrogate his identity, but was deceived by his aura and skin color, so he did not stop him from asking for it.

Thinking about it now, I am really a mistake!

This guy is definitely Chu Tian’s accomplice! Birds of a feather flock together, and only those with the same courage and courage will have a very similar aura. Now the person dares to judge that even if Azar is not Chu Tian’s support, he should know where Chu Tian is hiding. A smile flashes across his mouth.

Perhaps this is your opportunity to make achievements, and success will be today!
Chapter completed!