The Beauty-seeking System of Urban Gods

Shi Lang felt that he was a person no matter what, he had countless money in his hand, and he also mastered this high-level military base, with all kinds of high-tech products.

The most powerful thing is the super black technology of the system. If any cat or dog who comes here can point to his nose and talk, then he is nothing.

"Ah, what, what, what did you say?"

Zhou Hao has always been used to being arrogant. After hearing these words, Zhou Hao couldn't help being a little stunned. Then, he put a hand on his ear to form a receiver, turned to Shi Lang and asked, pretending not to hear it.

Afterwards, Zhou Hao turned his head and said to his group of younger brothers with an exaggerated expression: "Brothers, did you hear that he said he would break my claws, what should I do, I'm so scared, hahaha."

"Hahaha, I'm afraid this person hasn't recognized the reality yet?"

"That's right, looking at his bad style, I thought it would be awesome to drive a Land Rover."

Zhou Hao's words immediately caused a burst of laughter from the younger brothers.

"1...2"

Shi Lang ignored their laughter and shouted the numbers to Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao didn't care what Shi Lang said, and still pointed his finger at Shi Lang's nose.

Zhou Hao thought that with so many of him here, Shi Lang would not dare to do anything.

"3."

After Shi Lang counted the words, he shot without hesitation.

I saw Shi Lang stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhou Hao's raised right hand, then slammed it down.

"Crack."

"what,,"

Suddenly, the sound of broken bones came from Zhou Hao's forehead, followed by Zhou Hao's screams.

Looking at Zhou Hao who was constantly crying and howling in front of him, Shi Lang frowned. Shi Lang, who was a little upset by the noise, directly raised his foot and kicked Zhou Hao to the bodies of several younger brothers five or six meters behind him. , knocked down several people.

"Ah, my hand,,, my hand is broken."

Zhou Hao, who was lying on top of his younger brothers, kept screaming while covering his hand that was broken by Shi Lang.

"Big brother,"

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"Brother, are you alright?"

A group of younger brothers hurriedly gathered around and asked with concern.

"It's alright, mom, you still don't give it to me. I will not only interrupt his life, but also interrupt his hands and feet."

Zhou Hao roared at his group of subordinates.

"Go on, take revenge for Big Brother."

"Go on, scrap that kid."

"Kill,,,,"

After a group of younger brothers glanced at each other, they rushed towards Shi Lang, waving sticks and machetes.

Seeing a group of hooligans rushing up, Shi Lang didn't have the idea of ​​fighting them personally. Although he could completely abuse them with his physical fitness, Shi Lang felt that it was too much for him.

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"System, bring me the Desert Eagle."

Shi Lang calmly said to the system in his heart.

"Good master, ten points will be deducted."

With the sound of the system, Shi Lang felt that there was an icy object in his hand.

Shi Lang lowered his head and glanced at the silver-white pistol in his hand, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he looked at the gangster who was wielding a machete.

"What age is it now, still playing with knives?"

Afterwards, Shi Lang slowly raised his pistol, facing the group of people who were rushing up.

"Kill,,,,"

"kill,,"

"Forehead,"

The loud voices of the group of younger brothers who were rushing up suddenly stopped abruptly, gradually slowing down one by one until they all stopped.

At this time, this group of seventeen or eighteen thugs stood about three meters away from Shilang, holding machetes or iron rods dumbfoundedly, staring blankly as they held a pistol holding their Stone waves. .

Chapter 139 Big Brother, I Was Wrong

Shi Lang looked at the group of gangsters in front of him who were too scared to move, and laughed.

"Gudong,"

A young man holding a machete and looking only about seventeen or eighteen years old swallowed a saliva with some difficulty.

Afterwards, some stammered and said to Shi Lang: "Big, big brother, it's just a fight, you don't need to draw a gun."

"What's your name?"

Looking at the talking boy, Youyou asked strangely.

"Brother, I, my name is Li Wenjie."

The boy replied.

"Li Wenjie."

"One Six Seven"

After muttering, Shi Lang raised his pistol to a young man in his 20s standing next to Li Wenjie.

"Ah, clang"

"Brother, forgive me."

The young man who was pointed at by Shi Lang with the gun threw the iron rod in his hand to the ground, raised his hands and begged Shi Lang for mercy.

"You, go and slap him twice."

Shi Lang used a pistol to compare Li Wenjie next to the young man, and said to the young man.

"Okay, big brother."

When the young man saw that Shi Lang was not going to shoot him, he immediately agreed, and then slapped Li Wenjie beside him vigorously.

"Crack, snap."

"Brother, why are you hitting me?"

Li Wenjie asked Shi Lang a little aggrieved, why are there so many people hitting me?

"First, if a dozen of you are besieging me with weapons, are you not allowed to draw a gun?"

"Secondly, your parents raised you so much. You don't study well in school at this age, and learn from others to be a punk. You think you should be beaten."

Shi Lang looked at Li Wenjie and said with a smile.

"Okay, now go and call your boss over."

After Shi Lang finished speaking, regardless of Li Wenjie's reaction, he said to a group of gangsters.

After Shi Lang said this, two gangsters walked over to support Zhou Hao.

"Kill him."

"Kill him."

"Cut the fuck up"

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and do it."

Zhou Hao, who didn't see what was going on in front of him, was supported by his two subordinates and walked over, shouting non-stop.

It wasn't until the gang in front made way and pushed Zhou Hao to the front that Zhou Hao saw the pistol Shi Lang was holding.

"Boy, do you think you can scare people here with a fake gun?"

What makes Shi Lang strange is that Zhou Hao doesn't seem to be afraid of his own gun, and he says it's fake.

The reason why Zhou Hao felt that Shi Lang's gun was fake was because with his current status, it was more difficult to get a gun.

And because of his relationship with the town's public security bureau, he didn't dare to go out with a real gun openly. How could an ordinary person in Shi Lang get a gun and carry it with him at any time.

"What, is it a fake gun?"

"Yeah, why didn't I think it was a fake gun?"

"The boss said it was fake, then it must be fake, but the boss has a real gun."

"Damn, we were scared by a fake gun."

Zhou Hao's words immediately aroused discussion among the younger brothers, and all the gangsters looked at Shi Lang with unkind eyes.

"Brothers, he has a fake gun in his hand. Don't be afraid of him. Give it to me and chop him."

After Zhou Hao finished speaking, he raised his uninjured hand and waved it at Shi Lang fiercely.

"Kill, hack this kid to death."

All of a sudden, the scene of the screaming charge just now appeared at one time. …

"Uh, these people are really,,,,"

Shi Lang reluctantly looked at these little bastards whose brain flow was obviously insufficient, and shook his head helplessly.

Then, the gun in his hand was aimed at the machete held up by a gangster, and after aiming for a while, he pulled the trigger.

"boom."

With a loud sound, the gun in Shi Lang's hand also spewed out an orange spark.

"Ding, clang."