my rich fiancee

"Me too!"

Tiger King and Ghost King were slightly taken aback, then turned their heads to follow the sound.

I only saw the gun king walking over in a cowboy outfit.

"Gun King, this outfit really fits you well, haha."

Tiger King smiled slightly, looking at the Gun King who looked a bit like a cowboy.

Not to mention, wearing gun boots around his waist is really no different from that cowboy.

"Each each other."

Gun King smiled faintly, his gloved mechanical hand moved slightly, twisted his neck, and said, "How many people from the Tianhai Police Department have you killed?"

"Ten!"

"Eight!"

The ghost king is best at assassination, so his efficiency is higher.

Of course, he also has better observation skills, and can tell at a glance who is from the police department.

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon. In half an hour, people from the Police Department will gather in a poor tile-roofed house in the East District."

The three walked into the car, and after closing the window, the Ghost King spoke.

They have already changed to another car, and they have already thrown the original car into the Tiandong Forest.

Now this car is a commercial car with a black face.

From the outside, the inside is pitch black, and nothing can be seen clearly, but from the inside, it is clear at a glance.

"Then shall we drive there?"

Gun King shook his head slightly, and said, "We can't be exposed to surveillance. Let's drive this car to the outskirts of East Second District! I just happened to know that there is a small road that goes directly from the suburbs of East Second District to the impoverished area of ​​East First District of."

A group of people drove away.

03:30 pm came quickly.

Among the poverty-stricken areas of the East First District.

Men in rags who looked like beggars came from all directions.

"Er Gouzi, how much food did you get today?"

The one called Er Gouzi was a man who looked 50 years old, but in fact, he was only in his 40s.

He forced a smile: "There is only one steamed bun, take it home and give it to my son."

The person who spoke was his neighbor. His family was very poor, but it was a little bit better than Er Gouzi's family. After all, except for this old man, everyone else in Er Gouzi's family had no financial means at all.
And the old man's son is almost in his 20s, but because his legs are paralyzed and he has a bad temper, he can't go out to make money at all, and no woman is willing to marry him.

The old man's wife died in a car accident. If his wife hadn't kept his son, maybe his son would not have been as simple as paralyzed legs.

"Well, your son has a bad temper, and everyone doesn't like him..."

The neighbor lowered his voice and said: "You should discipline your son, after all, he is not young anymore, he is already 25, although he is paralyzed, but if his temper changes, there are girls who will like it."

"I'll talk about him."

Every time I answered like this, the result was that every night the house seemed to be opened up because of the quarrel.

Er Gouzi walked in, and a very decadent man in a wheelchair looked up at him, then quickly lowered his head again.

"My son, it's all my fault for my father's failure to get you something to eat."

Er Gouzi handed him the steamed bun, and the man raised his head slightly, bit his lip, and said, "Dad, you can eat, I'm not hungry."

But the growling of his stomach still told Er Gouzi that he was lying.

"Dad has not been around for a few years. You are still young, only 25. Dad is already 49."

Er Gouzi smiled gently, took the bun and put it in his hand, and said, "Eat it."

After the man finished eating, Er Gouzi talked to him, that is, education or something, then turned around and closed the door to leave.

And after Er Gouzi left, the man glanced around and spit out a small black solid from his mouth.

Memory card!
The memory of this era is very small, but it is extraordinarily hard, and even if you bite it with your teeth, you can't break it, but it makes your teeth hurt.

He pressed an armrest on the chair, and a foldable laptop was taken out.

High-tech notebook ah!

He put the memory card into the notebook, then lightly pressed a few keys, and then clicked Enter.

One piece of data, one piece of event, flowed out like sea water. ,
"Director Chen issued an arrest warrant?"

Frowning slightly, the man clicked on the file to investigate.

"Tian Shaoqing, the biggest director of Haocheng Group and the largest shareholder of Tianhao Group, Xie Haochen is his father-in-law..."

Frowning slightly, the man guessed in his heart: "How could a businessman offend Mr. Chen? After all, one is from the Central City and the other is from the Eastern District. They won't come into contact with each other at all."

"But, what's the matter with this arrest warrant? You know, Director Chen is the standing police chief."

Bang bang bang!
A gunshot sounded from outside the door, and the man was shocked all over, but his reaction was not slow, and he quickly put the notebook back into the dark compartment on the wheelchair.

He looked at the door and said, "Who is it?"

"Ah Cheng, let's go...uh!"

An extremely weak voice sounded from outside the door, but before finishing the sentence, there was an uh, followed by a neck-crushing click.

bump!
It was only a second after the sound of the neck being crushed, the wooden door was knocked open.

Three masked men walked in.

"Who are you and what do you want to do? There is nothing valuable in my house."

The man in the wheelchair looked at the three masked men with a look of fear on his face.

"Since Tianhai Police Department is a security guard, sacrifice is also necessary."

After hearing the words of the three masked men, the pupils of the man in the wheelchair shrank suddenly.

How does he know?

But the three masked men didn't give him a chance to speak.

All I saw was that the leading man raised the Desert Eagle with the silencer installed in his hand, and shot him in the head, piercing directly between his eyebrows.

"Burn everything around you! Leave less evidence."

The three men are naturally Tiger King and the others.

Not far from the door of this room, the one who fell down was Er Gouzi with a blood hole on his head...

Those two dogs are also guards of the Police Department.

He just walked out and closed the door, and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

But when his hand just touched the pocket, he felt a dangerous taste.

The guard is not a vegetarian either, he immediately turned around and dodged.
Both the first shot and the second shot were fired from the front, but he was not bad as a guard, so the two bullets missed.

He dodged two bullets, but he couldn't dodge the third bullet.

When he was about to fight back against the person who attacked him, he turned around and saw a sniper bullet shooting towards him.

Barrett sniper rifle!

He could recognize this bullet, and after the bullet was fired, he had no chance to completely dodge it

Because the speed of the bullet was really too fast, at least for him, it was already fast.

He could only avoid key parts, and finally his thigh was pierced and he fell to the ground.

Just when he was about to get up and run.

Three masked men rushed up, and he only had time to call out a word to inform his colleagues inside, and then his neck was crushed by the three masked men.

There were a total of five guards in this police station, but it was no surprise that they were all shot dead.

"let's go!"

With Tiger King and the others leaving, the Ergouzi's house gradually caught fire.

The thick smoke spread out, and the neighbors of Ergouzi's house felt that something was wrong. Out of curiosity, they ran out to have a look. When they saw the house on fire, they were dumbfounded.

They saw that Er Gouzi's house looked as if it had been doused with oil. At this time, everything was burned, and everything was burned, even the mud walls.

"Firefighter, it's on fire!"

The neighbor suddenly shouted something, causing all the people in the poverty-stricken area to run out.

When they saw the fire, they almost fainted from fright.

They have been in the slums for so long, how have they ever seen such a big fire?
"Fire! Put out the fire!"