Little drama maid

The night is dark and the wind kills the night.

The previous modus operandi was naturally to take advantage of the darkness. As for whether the person who did the attack would miss or find the wrong person for revenge because he couldn't see it, that is unknown.

Now, there are bright street lights everywhere, especially the red light street in front of you. Men and women under the flickering lights are laughing, making noise, hugging, and some directly find a seemingly hidden place. Looking at the corner clearly, I began to vent my most primitive desire as a human being.

Fu Juan's car was parked on the side of the road, with the windows rolled down, watching men and women who drank too much coming and going, and some stumbling around, being picked up by passing men, everywhere.

He retracted his eyes and made a hands-on gesture. He quickly drove out of the car, no matter if there was a din of people inside, crying for mercy, or cursing and roaring. The boss behind it officially appeared.

Within 10 minutes, not far away, two Ford cars that blended into the night quickly flashed past Fu Jun's eyes. After a while, there were several gunshots inside, and Wen Ze's voice came from the headset. Jun pressed the headset and said, "Wait for me."

He drove into the red light district again, and all the people here were driven to the side of the road, squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, and some people were covered with blood, lying on the ground holding their heads and crying.

Pointing the gun at a person's head, Wen Ze asked in Mandarin, "Is the boss in charge here?"

The man babbled a lot of English, and Wen Ze pointed the gun at his head and yelled, "I can't understand the bird language, speak Chinese to me, I have already found out, you all can speak Chinese, Don't fucking play this for me."

Wen Ze beat up the man, and the man finally said, "Our boss is not here today, do you know whose territory you offended? Tell you, you will die if you offend us."

Wen Ze put his foot on his head, "Nonsense, of course I know who I touched, and I don't know who will die. Get lost."

Wen Ze kicked the man away, walked in front of Fu Jun, put away his ruffian look, and said gently: "Young Master Fu, I think their support team will arrive in less than half an hour, do you want to avoid it? "

Fu Jun shook his head, leaned against his car, and lit a cigarette, but he didn't smoke. He just watched the cigarette butt flicker in the dim place, reflecting his face flickering, "I'll wait here, tonight No one wants to leave."

Time passed by, and the wailing in the red light street did not change. They were yelling and cursing, and many mercenaries were impatient to hear it, kicking and kicking.

When the cigarette in Fu Juan's hand was about to burn halfway, five trucks came in consecutively in the dark. Just as those people were about to get out of the car, Fu Juan said to Wen Ze, "Do it, don't leave any one behind."

Here, it is rare to open fire without saying a word, and Fu Jun was the first one.

Wen Ze has recruited a lot of mercenaries in the past few days, all of them are people who have walked on the line of life and death. Wen Ze shouted, "Kill a [-] dollar one, the more you fight, there will be rewards."

People die for money and birds die for food. The people who were originally recruited were all desperadoes. Hearing this, no one flinched. The gunshots resounded in the dark sky. was washed away.

Before the people in the truck could get down, they were wiped out by the regiment.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the car behind was about to run backwards, but Fu Juan had already driven past and blocked his way.

The driver got out of the car and pointed at Fu Juan's nose and yelled. Fu Juan stretched out his hand and forced his finger down, only to hear a small creaking sound, and the finger broke off completely.

The driver covered his hands, leaned against the car door with his mouth wide open, sweating all over his head.

Seeing this, the man in the back seat finally got out of the car. He was tall, half a head taller than Fu Jun. He stared at Fu Jun and said in Chinese, "What exactly do you want?"

Fu Jun lowered his head and looked at his hand carefully, and raised one corner of his lips, "I want Gust, where is he?"

The man turned his dark blue eyes, "What do you want him for? As far as I know, you just came to country D, so he shouldn't have messed with you, right?"

Fu Jun showed a sinister smile, "Whether he provokes me or not is not up to you."

The man saw in the block that Fu Jun's men had already started to clean up the battlefield, and all the people they brought were dead, and they were piled up one by one like sandbags. The scene was very spectacular.

The man swallowed, and said in a low voice: "I dare not say, Gust is ruthless, if I know that I leaked his whereabouts, I will die a miserable death, please, let me go."

As the man said, his legs were about to kneel down.

Fu Jun blocked his knees with his feet, "If you don't tell me, you won't need to walk with these legs in the future."

After finishing speaking, Fu Jun pulled out a short dagger from behind, raised the knife in his hand and dropped it, at this moment, the man shouted, "He's at Bazel Bar, that's his favorite place to go."

Fu Jun quickly retracted the dagger, and said in a cold tone: "Where does he like to go on weekdays? How often does he go? What does he like? Tell me these, and I will let you go."

The man was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat, and quickly said: "He likes gambling very much, whenever he has time, he will go to the bar, and he lives in the bar, and that bar is still his property, he has There are many women, there is no fixed woman, except for the mission, he is mostly in the bar, there are many bodyguards inside, very safe."

The man raised his hands high, "I only know so much, please, let me go."

Fu Jun thought for a while, lowered his eyes, took out a gun and shot at the man's arm, the gunshot rang out, and the man quickly fell to the ground, rolling and screaming on the ground.

Fu Jun squatted beside him with a gun, and smiled slightly, "If you want to survive, you have to take such a shot. Do you know what to say when you go back?"

The man endured the severe pain and nodded, "Yes, I'll just say I don't know who did it."

Fu Juan pursed his lips, "What's your name?"

The man said: "Saba."

Fu Juan took out a stack of money from his pocket and put it on him, "When I go back, I will tell anyone who bullied Yanyan, I will definitely not let them go."

After finishing speaking, Fu Jun got up, got back into the car, and disappeared into the night.

The next morning, the news of the entire D country was blown up. The members of the Gesimo Church who died on Red Light Street all had stickers on their bodies of the evil things they did during their lifetime. It can be said that they deserved to die.

It was already eight o'clock the next morning when Ji Yansue woke up. After she woke up, Fu Jun was already making breakfast for her in the kitchen wearing an apron.

Seeing Ji Yan coming out, she turned her head and said, "Sit down and wait for dinner. I made your favorite shrimp porridge."

Just finished speaking, Jia Ang broke in from the outside, he shouted, "Fu Jun, what did you do last night?"