I have the fairy medicine book

Chapter 537 I'm Gentle, Damn Gentle
"Hand over it."

The black man spoke Austrian, and he spoke very fast, grumbling like a wild animal snoring.

Wang Yuchuan couldn't understand what he was talking about, only knew that he was robbed.

What is it called?Beginning as a novice, the little boss will give away experience.

Wang Yuchuan smiled, not to mock him, but simply to find it funny.

"Can you speak Chinese?"

"know a little."

The black man continued in broken Chinese: "Give me...money."

"Is there a restaurant near here?"

Wang Yuchuan took out a stack of Austrian coins.

The black man reached out to grab it without saying a word, but he accidentally kicked Wang Yuchuan between his legs, and immediately screamed, blood dripping down his trouser leg.

Old Jintou gasped, he was also a man, and seeing the black man kneeling with his legs crossed and howling, he felt a chill on his back for no reason.

"I said Yuchuan, are you being too cruel?" When the old Jintou said this, the corners of his eyes twitched.

"You speak with a little conscience, I'm already very gentle with him."

"You call this tenderness?" Old Jintou showed a surprised expression on his face.

Wang Yuchuan nodded quite seriously.

"Oh, my God. Your damn gentleness really touched me deeply." Lao Jintou said in an exaggerated translation accent while shaking his head.

Wang Yuchuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he turned his back and squatted in front of the black man: "Is there a restaurant near here? The waiter is an elderly fat lady who is white."

The tall black man raised his gun unwillingly.

Wang Yuchuan kicked him in the vital parts, which was a mortal enemy.

Without even thinking about it, he pulled the trigger, and the bullet passed through Wang Yuchuan's forehead, and the huge impact instantly knocked him over.

The tall black man roared and pulled the trigger continuously.

At this time, his accomplices came running over.

Looking at the miserable appearance of the tall black man, their first reaction was not to avenge him, but to laugh around him.

The tall black man looked at the faces around him, his nose fluttered, his breathing quickened, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

The shame made him lose his mind.

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, the tall black man angrily put on a new magazine, and shot at his accomplices indiscriminately.

In an instant, blood mist splashed on the scene, and in less than two or three seconds, three people fell to the ground suddenly.

Only then did his accomplice think of shooting back.Soon, he died under random gunfire.

Seeing that half of his younger brothers were missing, and the remaining half was still in the lottery, the leader of this small group was so angry that he jumped his feet.

He drove the car over, took out a machine gun from the trunk, and fired at Si Zhou indiscriminately, jingling, the glass shattered, and the wall was covered with charred bullet holes.

The golden bullet casings were thrown into the air and fell to the ground with a jingle.

The strong recoil made his mouth tingle, and within a short while, he ruined the street.

Seeing this, the others also imitated him, firing empty guns to vent their anger.

Just then, with one hand, he picked up a gun on the ground.

At this time, everyone's attention was on the tall black man, and Shui didn't realize that Wang Yuchuan had returned from the dead.

After walking a certain distance, he lazily turned around and raised the gun, and pulled the trigger mechanically. With the first shot, he killed the little boss first.

Then he fired a second shot and shot the strongest and tallest black man among them in the head.Immediately afterwards,

It's the third shot, the fourth shot...

Emily didn't actually run away, she turned back halfway.

She was really curious about what would happen to those black people in the end, so she took a binoculars, climbed onto the roof of the car, and sat on it to watch the excitement.

As she expected, until the last black man fell, the man didn't say a word nonsense.

This man is dangerous and charming.

If the man showed even the slightest interest in her body, she would post it upside down.

Now she doesn't dare, this Asian man kills when he says he kills, and shoots when he says he shoots, it's simply inhumane.

Men are precious, and the price of life is higher.

Seeing Wang Yuchuan kill the last black man, she also lost interest.

Just as he was about to get out of the car, he suddenly saw Wang Yuchuan pressing his hand on the body of the tall black man who had been battered to pieces by bullets.

What is he doing?
Emily became interested again, lying on the roof of the car, holding up the binoculars and staring at Wang Yuchuan intently.

In the next second, something incredible happened.

She saw a gust of yellow sand blown by the wind, and when the yellow sand drifted away, the tall black man appeared in her field of vision.

He was standing next to his own corpse, looking around in bewilderment, the picture was absurd but extremely real.

She never expected that that man had the ability to bring people back from the dead, it was simply a miracle.

Thinking of the word miracle, she couldn't help thinking of the news that happened a few days ago.

In the bloody incident in the Triumph Square, a guy who was portrayed as a god by the media stepped out and saved a little girl in front of everyone.

Yes, this is the news.

Emily quickly took out her mobile phone and searched the Internet for photos taken by the onlookers at the scene.

She compared the photos on the Internet with the man in the distance, and looked at them very carefully.

This matter is no small matter, she needs to see it carefully before she dares to come up with the answer.

At this moment, in the lens of the telescope, Wang Yuchuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, and shot in the direction Emily was peeping.

She was so frightened that she hurriedly put down the binoculars, and her heart was pounding.

He can't really be a god, can he?

Emily was extremely flustered. She patted her heart and jumped off the roof of the car after she regained her composure.Thinking of the wonderful story she almost had with God just now, Emily grinned like an idiot.

No, this has to be recorded.

So Emily took out her mobile phone again, logged into Tui Tower, and posted a selfie with the text "Be careful on the road, maybe you will meet a god. Do you want to know what kind of experience it is to walk with a god? Guess what. Bar."

In the end, Elemi added two proud emoticons at the end of the copy.

After clicking Publish, Elemi felt comfortable all over, and she hadn't been this happy for a long time.She looked at the tweet she had just posted and wondered what her followers would comment on it.

But soon, a trace of melancholy appeared in her heart.

"Yeah, if only I had seized the opportunity at that time, maybe some wonderful stories would have happened!"

The corners of her eyebrows drooped: "I regret it so much, I regret it so much."

Thinking of this, she honked her horn angrily.

A Caucasian aunt passed by her, seeing her making such an unethical noise, she didn't dare to speak up, and ran away in desperation.

(End of this chapter)