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Chapter three hundred and eighteen: catching turtle in the urn (4)

The white deer is inserted into the sword of kings and domineering, and his nostrils are facing the sky and step by step into the bar, like a king who rules the world.

Why are there always unruly people trying to murder me?

The mentally retarded Siam Asan still wants to murder me? I really don’t know how to live or die.

The poisonous hand [Devil's Drunk] is really domineering. He let out nearly two hundred people at once, and the results of the battle are so brilliant. Of course, if it were not for half a pound of hodgepodge and his skillful drugging techniques, it might not have achieved such an amazing effect.

With the help of high temperature of flames, block the chimney and use the hot flow of smoke to allow the effect to spread quickly in the closed room.

This is not a drug method that anyone can think of. Please ask me to drug the little prince.

There was a beautiful woman sitting in front of me. I didn't give me any medicine. After she left, I regretted it. The most painful thing in the world is that I couldn't keep the woman I like. If God could give me another chance

After the medicine was done, the white deer started to sweat after the crematorium. How to deal with it now? Nearly two hundred people were brought down, plus six elks, and more than one hundred of the people who were brought down were innocent people. It seemed that they were having a little too much fun?

Bai Lu walked cautiously to a group of tilted bandits, confiscated their guns one by one. When he walked to the hostages, he found that there was a beautiful red woman among the hostages, and her figure was so enchanting.

This woman must be a robber who invades the people!

After searching the red beauty for eighteen times and finding nothing, Bai Lu finally found out the identity of the beauty through a business license on the wall. It turned out that she was the legendary bar owner's wife with three moles on her butt.

Damn, why do you look so robbers if you have nothing to do? It's a waste of taxpayer time.

Bai Lu walked to the hall booth with an automatic rifle and saw Medusa and Basong lying on the sand. These two people should be thieves, right?

Bai Lu lifted Medusa's head with a gun and saw her face clearly. This dark-skinned beauty seemed to be Medusa?

He had seen photos of this woman in the information provided by Shui'er, and her big breasts were unforgettable. That's right, this woman is Medusa, a professional killer from the Siam Empire. There is no detailed information, but only knows that she is the killer invited back by Wenren Qianshu himself.

A cold light flashed in the white deer's eyes. Is Wenren's shallow book again?

Damn Ribs Demon, I'm really going to die. Isn't Wen's undercurrents busy enough to be busy? He actually has the power to send a killer. The second son-in-law is obviously passionate about love and is passive and lazy. Otherwise, with the ability of the old boy, a little trick would be enough to make Wen Ren's book blood. Comfort will breed laziness. It seems that it is necessary to give the second son-in-law some small encouragement.

Medusa can be called a beautiful woman. Needless to say, her most prominent figure is her figure, which is so enchanting. She looks extremely plump with her buttocks and her breasts are almost cracked.

Bai Lu doesn't like black girl very much, but the woman in front of her is a professional killer, very dangerous, and cannot be handled simply and hastyly. She must search her body carefully and seriously for eighteen times, and it won't work less. He began to search the unconscious Medusa.

After the search, Bai Lu was shocked. Medusa was simply a small mobile arsenal, with three different types of pistols, one large and one small, two sabers, three boxes of drug injections, and a bunch of chickens and pieces, monoculars, wires, blades, and some cosmetics for women.

What a terrible woman, she has blades hidden in her bra, aren’t she afraid of cutting her breasts?

Maybe the medicine left in the air had not yet dissipated, and Bai Lu felt a burst of tiredness coming, which was not good! He hurriedly withdrew from the bar and returned to the hotel.

Bai Lu took out his poisonous hand and bought one free one free antidote. After taking a rest for a while, he felt that his tiredness had been dissipated. He remembered that there were still a bunch of unconscious innocent people, so he forced himself to dilute the antidote.

Before he knew it, it was already midnight. Bai Lu returned to the bar and first tied a group of minions backwards with belts to the corner of the wall. Then he took out a syringe without needles and began to inject antidotes on the unconscious hostages.

There are too many monks and too little porridge, and there is not enough antidote to save all the people. They can only save some people who can come in handy first, such as doctors, mayors, and Arnold and others who are more important.

After feeding the antidote, Bai Lu was worried that she would be hit again, so she immediately left the bar to breathe.

It was already past five o'clock in the morning, but it was not dawn at all. The white deer resting under the eaves heard the roar of a snow motorcycle from a distance. He immediately fled into the darkness with his gun.

How come there will be no guests at this time?

The snow motorcycle rushed to the bar door. The driver took off his helmet. It was a dark middle-aged San. He noticed something was wrong with the bar. He touched his waist, but before he could take out his pistol, Bai Lu appeared silently behind him and pressed his waist with an automatic rifle.

Middle-aged A San's body froze, turned his head and saw the gun behind him, and did not dare to move anymore. Bai Lu took off his pistol from behind and kicked it. After middle-aged A San staggered into the bar, his eyes almost popped out, and his companions were all unconscious and were tied up in the corner.

Their Madame Medussa lay on the table in a large shape, her clothes were messy and she looked like she had been ruined.

At first glance, everyone was unconscious and there were a few unconscious elks. The middle-aged San turned around carefully. Did they all be killed by the boy in front of him?

Bai Lu looked at the lighter middle-aged Ah San and said coldly in Xingluo language: "Are you in the same group with them?"

Middle-aged Ah Sanbi said that he couldn't understand. Bai Lu looked at his slightly yellow skin and asked tentatively: "Can you understand Hualong's words?"

Middle-aged Ah San nodded and said in a stiff Hualong language: "You can understand."

"Are you in the same group?"

"No, no." A trace of cunning flashed in middle-aged A San's eyes, and he waved his hand and explained: "They are my fellow countrymen, but I am not in the same group. I just came to give them some cigarettes. If you don't believe me, you can check my back car box."

Bai Lu kicked it like lightning, and the middle-aged San immediately covered his life and fell to the ground, so painful that he couldn't speak. Bai Lu snorted coldly and said quietly: "If you dare to say that there is no egg, I will make your egg useless."

“⊙_⊙”

"Give you another chance."

Middle-aged Ah San squeezed out his voice with difficulty: "I really didn't lie to you."

"I'm not a cruel person, I like to convince people with virtue."

After saying that, Bai Lu used a shadowless kick to the middle-aged Ah San on the ground. His IQ was as low as a pig, and he had many flaws. He wanted to lie to others, kick you to death, kick you to death
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