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Chapter 324 329. Nervous Stan
After dancing to a song, Stan walked up to the fat man who was leaning against the wall and trembling, pointed to his watch and said leisurely, "We agreed on noon, and now it's been 1 minute."

Fatty Fatty's heart is complicated at the moment, he is not sad for his wife and daughter, because with the influence of these people, if they want to kill his whole family, they will not be able to run away.

And he actually had a little bit of regret in his heart, he was too greedy.

If there are fewer fakes mixed in and the quantity is not large, maybe these people won't be able to see it.

But he was still greedy, and under the deception of others, he swallowed 1/10 of the goods and exchanged them for money, causing himself troubles of injustice.

It's just that it's too late to say regret now. It's impossible to give up resistance and let others slaughter you.

Even if a pig is killed, the pig has to scream twice!

He is waiting for his opportunity.

After taking the medicine, Stan felt a little smug, and was still in the mood to chat with the fat man: "You don't like Beethoven, you don't know what you missed.

That kind of overture made me emotional, so powerful.But after the prelude, honestly, it gets a little fucking boring. "

With a slightly maniacal grin, Stan took a huge turn: "So I'm not listening!"

Wild laughter resounded in the room, and the fat man leaned against the corner by the window, still not saying a word, hiding something.

Stan thought that other irrelevant people in the house were killed by him, and asked his men to search for the goods embezzled by the dead fat man.

And he continued to chat with the fat man, dancing from time to time: "You are a Mozart fan, I like him too, I like Mozart.

You know, he's from Austria, but his music is a bit lighter, so I prefer to listen to shocking ones.Listen to Brahms, he's not bad either. "

After nagging, he stopped paying attention to this fat man, walked to the wine cabinet at the side, took a bottle of wine and looked at the label on it.

The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength, obviously he has never heard of this sentence.

Of course, one cannot use normal people's thinking to understand this guy's brain circuit.

Maybe he thinks so, the dead fat man is a bug that can be crushed to death by him at any time.The bug would make him sick, but it wouldn't hurt him.

He felt that he had the chance to win, so he acted very casually.

If a person wants to kill a bedbug, does he care what the bedbug thinks?

So what if a bedbug farts, it's always death.

However, Fatty is not a bug, he is a greedy ghost.And when dealing with people like them, Fatty is not a good person.

He hides a shotgun behind a curtain behind him, and he's not a badass when he knows he's going to die.

"Crack! Crack!"

"what!"

A guy with his back to the dead fat man was shot in the waist, and fell to the ground with a scream.

Stan, who was standing at the door of the room, was also shot. Fatty's marksmanship is really not that good.

All the shotgun shots from the shotgun hit the wall, only to make Stan fall to the ground in fright.

At the same time, other people in the room were also moving.

Matilda's little brother crawled out from under the bed and ran out quickly.

A guy with dreadlocks nervously picked up his submachine gun and fired into the room, hitting possible enemies, and didn't stop until he ran out of magazines.

At this time, except for him and the fat man, there was no one standing, and they all got down.

The fat man obviously thought so too, his cowardly character made him throw away the gun at the first moment, and ran towards the bright world outside.

Stepping over Stan's body, the corner was only ten degrees away from the light, and two "cracking" gunshots stuck him to the wall.

Stan, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, stood up and chased after him with a revolver in his hand.

His wide body and fat body provided the dead fat man with vigorous vitality, and his strong desire to survive prompted him to crawl outside the house. At this moment, his brain was completely useless to him.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Stan was unceremonious, chasing the dead fat man, and shot all the bullets in his back. The revolver didn't stop after the bullets idling.

His companion came after him and stopped his hand that continued to load the bullet: "Stan, what are you doing? He is dead."

"But he ruined my suit!!"

Stan pointed to the hole in the suit and said angrily that the shotgun bullets pierced his suit and brought him to the brink of death.

However, the threat of death is really not the reason for him to flog the corpse.What he said was the truth, the fat man ruined his expensive suit, which was the reason why he didn't give up after emptying the clips.

His companion was quite helpless: "I know, but he is just a pile of rotten meat now, forget it, calm down!"

"I'm calm!"

After being accidentally shot by a companion who was guarding the door, the two managed to walk into the corridor.

"Let's have a cigarette, take it easy!" The companion gave him a cigarette, "You are wearing a new suit, do you have a fire?"

With a creak, the door of a nearby resident opened, and an old lady wearing a headscarf with folds all over her face that could trap mosquitoes came out, "What happened outside?"

"It doesn't matter, madam, we are from the Drug Enforcement Administration..." Stan's companion reassured.

The old lady tilted her head and advised, "Leave that poor family alone!"

No one paid any attention to him, the man advised Stan to calm down, and then turned back to search for the hidden goods.

The old lady muttered: "Why don't you let them go?"

She was answered with a bang, and the glass behind the old lady was shattered by the bullet.

Stan pointed and said unceremoniously: "He told you to go back to the house."

His companion came out again holding his forehead, and pushed him back: "Stan, why don't we go in!"

Facing the vicious guy, the old lady didn't dare to meddle in her own business.All the residents on this floor have their doors closed, and no one dares to touch this bad luck.

Yuan Pengfei watched this farce through the eyes of ghosts floating on the roof, which was more exciting than watching 3D movies, and VR movies were worse than him.

This play is acting with life, everything is very real.In particular, the actors are very dedicated, and they fall when they should fall, without any affectation.

After careful judgment, the best actor award should go to Stan.He is so neurotic that ordinary actors can't act.

It's just a pity that the little boy was killed by his mother. He had hoped to avoid this man-made disaster.

The guys in the room are still rummaging through boxes and boxes, and they're not shy about what they're up to.

"Benny, search the kitchen and find those powders!"

"Willie, look what you did, you killed a 5-year-old boy."

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, Yuan Pengfei gave up the perspective of the ghost, and leaned over the cat's eye to take a look: "Oh no, why is she back?"

(End of this chapter)