After pretending to be ugly, he was entangled by a billionaire

"Heh, Mr. Leng is really good at joking, so don't disturb everyone." Mo Yan ran away.

No matter what Leng Beichen wanted to do, she would not get involved.

Mo Yan was about to reach out to pull the doorknob, "biu!"

The doorknob was hit by a bullet, and flames shot out in all directions.

Although the pistol was silenced and did not cause earth-shattering effects, Mo Yan was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

Nima, just two millimeters away, she was shot in the hand.

She saw that it was the man sitting on the sofa playing with the silver pistol who fired.

Mo Yan didn't dare to run anymore, turned to the group of men with guns, angry and afraid,
"What on earth are you thinking? Shooting a weak woman, you old men have the face?"

Leng Beichen's low laughter echoed in his chest,
"Master Duanmu, your Sharpshooter Gang has always been proud of your marksmanship accuracy and is invincible. I just saw it, and you really deserve your reputation."

Mo Yan's heart shuddered, the sharpshooter gang?
It's no wonder that they are equipped with one gun as standard when firearms management is so strict.

It's so ostentatious!

Actually forming gangs and holding firepower, any crime can make them sit through the prison.

So, should she call the police immediately and arrest this group of people?
Leng Beichen seemed to see through her thoughts, and deliberately introduced the Gunslinger Gang slowly,
"The Sharpshooter Gang is an international organization that takes both black and white. Interpol can only turn a blind eye to them."

Duanmu Hongye laughed wildly, "Mr. Leng has a thorough understanding of our Sharpshooter Gang."

Mo Yan, "..." So, calling the police won't help?
What can I do then?This group of people are obviously gun-wielding fanatics, extremely vicious, and the visitors are not kind.

But has something to do with her?
Mo Yan's eyes fell on Leng Beichen anxiously.

This man actually treated it calmly, as if all the dangers had nothing to do with him.

He gracefully swirled the red wine in the goblet, took another sip, and tasted it with great enjoyment.

Mo Yan's eyes turned, "Master Duanmu, since your Sharpshooter Gang is a big gang, you must have important matters to discuss with Mr. Leng.

I'm a woman, and I'm not suitable to meddle in your men's affairs, so I'll take a step first. "

She tried to slip away again, but Leng Beichen's leisurely voice came from behind,

"The Sharpshooter Gang is so powerful in the world, who doesn't know?
But the prestige of my tigress is also known to everyone. Her marksmanship dares to be recognized as the second, and no one dares to recognize her as the first. "

"..."

Mo Yan's eyes widened, what the hell?

Has she become a famous old woman with two guns?

Leng Beichen made it clear that he wanted to kill her with a knife, and used the sharp gun gang to kill her!

This man is too ruthless!How overbearing and unreasonable!Too narrow-minded!
Didn't you just offend him?Not to mention the termination of the agreement, but also directly push her to the gun?

Mo Yan bit her lower lip tightly with fine white teeth, furious.

Before she could explain, Duanmu Hongye laughed arrogantly,

"It turns out that Mrs. Leng is not only a tigress, but also a frog at the bottom of a well. Dare to say that she has the best marksmanship in the world? Hahaha~~"

A group of brothers behind him also laughed loudly, "The cowhide blows to the sky, hahaha~~"

Duanmu Hongye buckled the silver pistol on the coffee table heavily.
"Since the young lady is so powerful, you might as well give Mr. Leng a helping hand, so as not to say that I bully the young with more."

Mo Yan's legs and feet became weak,
"Mr. Leng was joking. I'm a woman, let alone a pistol, and I haven't even touched a red-tasseled gun."

As soon as the words fell, she suddenly felt a force sucking her small body, making her walk forward involuntarily.

Mo Yan looked around in horror.

No one else seemed to feel it, only she was being pulled by a force?
Look at Leng Beichen again.

He was drinking with his lips pursed, looking like he was fooling around, it didn't look like he was messing around.

Before she could see clearly where the strange power came from, the power suddenly came out, and she rushed towards the coffee table.

"Ah!" She just made a sound, and her little hand unexpectedly held the silver pistol on the coffee table for no reason.

"Mrs. Leng couldn't wait to show us her superb marksmanship."

Duanmu Hongye sneered, she really dares to play tricks?
"Then Mrs. Leng will start."

"No no, I'm not..."

Mo Yan really wanted to throw the gun away, but the gun seemed to grow in her hand.

Immediately afterwards, her face changed suddenly.

Her finger was on the trigger for no reason, as if a pair of invisible big hands grabbed her small hand and forced it to the pistol.

Heck!
"Mrs. Leng's posture with the gun is very similar to that of Senior Sister Tuoqiang. The technique is very professional, hahaha~~ Then come and show me a few times."

Mo Yan was so angry that he had no strength left.

She has never touched a gun, so how can she be professional?
Who is playing tricks?

Her resentful eyes turned to Leng Beichen.

Although it was unbelievable, besides him, who else would want her to die that much?
Leng Beichen raised the corners of his mouth slightly upwards, and his charming thin lips, stained wine red, opened coldly.

"Master Duanmu, don't worry, my tigress is just curious about your M899, just playing with it.

She won't really do it, lest you can't help the sharpshooter gang. "

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth twitched violently, his heart fluttering with anger.

Leng Beichen, this bastard, thinks she didn't die fast enough, so he wants to make more money on her?

Sure enough, Leng Beichen's aggressive decree Duanmu Hongye stood up with a "chuckle",

"Mr. Leng, you underestimate our sharpshooter gang too much.

Not to mention a mere little woman, even the world's top snipers would not dare to praise Haikou. "

The brother standing behind him was filled with righteous indignation,

"Scholars can't be humiliated, and they even used a woman to insult our sharpshooter gang."

"Shoot if you have the guts, but it's just a show. I don't think she even knows how to fire a gun."

Mo Yan quickly agreed, "That's right, I've never touched a gun. Leng is always joking."

"Joking about the reputation of our sharpshooter gang, I think you rich second generations are tired of your life."

The men behind them pulled out the pistols at their waists angrily, and pulled the safety off in unison.

Several black holes aimed at Mo Yan and Leng Beichen.

Mo Yan's scalp suddenly went numb.

They were going to shoot her together?Then she will be beaten into a hornet's nest.

There were also several black holes aimed at Leng Beichen, but he remained unmoved and continued to maintain his unruly posture,

"Young Master Duanmu, you are eager to draw your guns and want to strike first, because you are afraid that my woman will attack and destroy your prestige, right?"

Mo Yan closed her eyes in frustration, Leng Beichen is a lunatic, right?
Couldn't he see that there was a gun pointed at him too?Is he not afraid of death?

No wonder his wife dislikes him, it turns out his brain is really sick!

and many more.

Mo Yan suddenly thought that Leng Beichen must have been kidnapped too, and was trapped in the box alone.

Mo Yan sucked in a breath of cold air, and the soles of her feet felt cold.

So he knew he couldn't live, so he tricked her into being a backer?Pull all the hatred of the sharpshooter gang on her?

hateful!

Duanmu Hongye is a brave and foolhardy person, because of his excellent marksmanship, he became the leader of the Huaxia District of the Gunslinger Gang.

He may not be able to do other things, but for marksmanship, he can be ranked first in the world, and he is full of confidence.

After being so excited by Leng Beichen, he made a bet,

"Okay! Let's have a gamble then.

If Mrs. Leng's marksmanship can convince the few of us, I will offer the position of the head of the sharp gun gang, and all the brothers in Huaxia District will worship Mrs. Leng as the leader. "

Mo Yan wanted to cry, "No, no, I don't want to be a gang leader." I just want to survive.

"Okay, Lord Duanmu is really bold!" Leng Beichen finally put down his proud long legs that were resting on the coffee table.

He also slapped the coffee table proudly, "If my woman doesn't have that ability, I will hand over the Leng Group and give it to the Sharpshooter Gang."

"What?" Mo Yan finally understood.

It turned out that this bullshit sharpshooter gang came to rob Leng Beichen's Leng Group.

But this is a struggle between them, what does it matter to her?
Mo Yan wanted to throw away the gun, but suddenly raised her arm involuntarily.

Immediately afterwards, "biu! biu! biu!" Several muffled gunshots followed...