The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"It's so terrifying."

49's subordinates, seeing the corpses in the alley and the blood on the wall, subconsciously rubbed their arms together and took a collective sneak peek at Haman.

They didn't know that Haman was so powerful, and they had been covering Haman from behind just now, but they didn't need their cover at all.

Haman's beautiful light golden eyes looked suspiciously at 49's subordinates who came over, and looked at them for no reason, the reason was that they all scratched their heads and looked at him with embarrassed smiles, and some even gasped.

49 Yu Guang glanced coldly at the subordinates behind him. They were startled, and quickly walked straight up, not daring to shrink back.

Haman looked at them curiously, and then looked up at 49 standing in front of him, as if he didn't know what was wrong.

The corner of 49's mouth curved a little more, and he didn't explain to Haman, but looked at Haman and thought to himself, although he was decisive in killing just now, but after putting away his sword, he is still the same as before, always so cute and cute.

Seeing Haman's 49 beaming with joy, he gently stroked Haman's face with his thumb.

Haman, who raised his head and looked at 49, was a little confused. Why is he still looking happy? Shouldn't he think that I am bloody like this?

How did Harman know that he has seen the bloodier 49, but this one is just a little bit of a big deal.

"It really made you pick up the treasure."

Fan Prison, with a mace on his shoulder, stopped in front of 49 and smiled evilly, with a feeling of looking down. He was clearly not as tall as 49, but somehow he had that kind of aura.

The advantage is that his face is good-looking, otherwise, his arrogant posture would definitely be the kind of passer-by who died a miserable death.

So with this handsome face, Fan Prison's actions were inexplicably domineering, because He Zheng's subordinates who were following behind him were abruptly brought out by him as a local ruffian.

No, the subordinates hurried away from the Vatican Prison, feeling that they were all strange when they walked with the Vatican Prison.

He Zheng got used to it. Anyway, his wife was always domineering wherever she went, and she was a hot mess.

No, 49 looked at Fan Prison with a cold face.

The Vatican concealed Haman's coming to Shacheng from him. He hadn't settled with the Vatican, but the Vatican hit the gun again.

"What are you doing so fiercely?"

Fan Prison was speechless, turned around and said to Haman, "He has a very dark heart. Be careful in the future, don't be eaten up by this kid without knowing it."

After hearing this, Haman blushed immediately, after all, he had done everything he shouldn't have done.

49 immediately took Haman into his arms, and saw that the voice of Vatican Prison was full of warnings, "It seems that you think I am too talkative today."

"It's really funny, when did you ever talk?" Fan Prison complained very shamelessly 49.

49 frowned instantly, and it could be seen that he was trying his best to suppress the urge not to kill Fan Prison.

"They're here."

Suddenly, a man's voice sounded from the alley, and the man who looked at the alley called others to come over, his face full of anger.

It is obvious that 49 and their attack made too much noise, and now people in the underground black market are waking up one after another.

"Grandma, you fucking think we're easy to bully, right?"

After the man finished speaking, he pointed his weapon at 49 and the others in the alley angrily, but before he could pull the trigger, he heard a bang, and he fell to the ground directly.

Squinting terribly, 49, who was looking at the Vatican prison, didn't even look at the enemy, and directly shot the opponent with his weapon.

"Damn it! If you kill the enemy, you kill the enemy. Why do you watch me kill you!"

Fan Prison retreated immediately, looking at 49 warily.

What do you mean, he killed the enemy for me?

Fan Prison thought so, his eyes widened in the next second, and he looked at 49 with a sick face.

49 I have been looking for Brahman for the past seven years, so I already have a lot of resentment towards Brahman, and Brahman spoke ill of Haman in front of Haman. It is really kind of him not to give Brahman a bullet.

"Deal with the enemy first."

He Zheng broke the silence, because the sound of running footsteps could be heard from above, it was very messy, and it was obvious that he was not alone.

Sure enough, seven or eight enemies rushed out from the alley above, and as soon as they came, they angrily attacked He Zheng and the others to fight back.

49 and He Zheng's subordinates immediately charged forward, sweeping towards them.

"what!!!"

The enemy was directly suppressed by the firepower and screamed.

But this wave was gone and another wave came. Fortunately, He Zheng and 49's subordinates were calm and dealt with it quickly.

49 was not idle either. He held Haman in his arms with one hand, and covered Haman's ears intimately. A bullet hit his head and the weapon slammed.

He Zheng blocked the Vatican prison behind him, stood up straight and fought back with bang bang bang, the sound of fierce fighting was endless.

Within a few minutes, the alley above was filled with corpses, all stacked together with wide-eyed eyes, blood flowing to He Zheng's feet, looking very creepy with the dim light.

"You use weapons too, maces are not safe."

He Zheng, who was changing the magazine, said solemnly, but there was no response from the Vatican Prison for a long time.

He Zheng became anxious for a moment, turned around and saw that there was no Vatican Prison in the empty place, his face turned pale with fright, and hurried out of the alley.

As a result, as soon as I got out of the road, I saw a mace and an enemy in the Vatican Prison, and the ground was full of enemies lying down.

"You...don't come here."

The last remaining enemy was about to pee in fright, kicking his legs back in fear on the ground.

This... This is simply not human. There are so many of us with weapons, but it is unscientific that no one can hit him.

The man on the ground looked at the Fan Prison standing in front of him, and was too scared to cry.

"You're so cowardly and still want to sneak attack?"

The bloody mace in Fan Prison's hand raised the man's chin with contempt.

"I, I, I dare not, I really dare not, please let me go!"

The man cried and begged for mercy, the weapon in his hand had long since run out of bullets.

"Save it and confess to Lord Yan!"

As soon as these words fell, Fan Prison's eyes flashed coldly, and he swung the mace fiercely in his hand. With the scream of the man, a large wave of blood splashed on the pillar next to him, and he died.