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boom!
The hard gauntlet was cracked inch by inch, and the canine-tooth-shaped fragments fell to the ground with a clanging sound. The patrolman rolled his eyes, and his heavy body fell from the sky.
A brown ball flying in mid-air with propellers noticed the fallen patrolman, his body was split up and down, revealing the red and blue light tube inside, and the sharp siren sounded through the sky instantly.
Li Yan licked his teeth, and the chilly waves wrapped his body and Karl's body together, converging into a huge water polo.
Amidst the intense sirens, the crowd fled in all directions, and suddenly there was a "chug-chug" burst of steam at the corner of the road, and a tracked steam car with a dark body spewed out rust-red smoke.
The steam car was completely open-air, and a few white policemen in black hats stood on the car, glanced at the scene from a distance, and immediately drew their copper revolvers. Roaring and shooting at the water polo.
"Coincidence? Or is the security level of this city really so high?"
Li Yan, wrapped in waves, revealed a sharp eye.
This is the arrogant San Francisco, not Nanyang where the red flags cover the sun, nor is it a dragon and tiger Daming who can run rampant in the six prefectures.
Strong dragons don't keep their heads down, they get entangled for a long time, or cause troubles for human lives. It will only bring more troubles to Li Yan's actions.
It's not yet the critical juncture of flipping the bottom card, he should exercise appropriate restraint
The gunfire roared, and the bullets set off huge waves on the surface of the water polo. Finally, the water polo burst open like a huge soap bubble, splashing in all directions, and the water splashed all over the irregular granite pavement on the road. But Li Yan and Karl disappeared strangely.
The patrolmen hurriedly got out of the car to investigate the situation of the unconscious and injured. Some of them aimed their guns in a daze, but there was no suspicious person in sight.
More and more steam police cars spewing smoke gathered from all directions, enclosing the entire street.
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"Thirty years ago, Liang Hui just came to San Francisco. He and six piglets squeezed into a house like a chicken coop. My father took me to see him for the first time. There were only a few pipes in the stuffy room. And a red-faced god. Liang Hui wore trousers showing his back and fawned on my father like a dog, so he got a pistol and five bladed daggers."
The speaker had a pale Irish face, with deep-set eyes and chilling blue eyes. The backs of his bare hands were tattooed with anchors and flames, and the rough skin was reddened by alcohol and covered with blue veins.
The Irishman took off his felt hat and the handkerchief in the pocket of his striped jacket. Wiping his nose, he said vaguely: "Thirty years later, he will be dying of old age, but he connives at his men who kill me, rob my goods, and try to influence my business."
Opposite him, sat a capable man in his thirties, with black hair, yellow skin, and a neat suit. The chest pocket was neatly folded with red square cloth.
"I heard Master Hui talk about this incident. At that time, your father, Old Ivor, fought with another group of Irishmen, and there were many casualties. When catching the scapegoat, Old Ivor thought of us who had just arrived in San Francisco. That night, The steam police rolled into Chinatown, and a dozen Chinese who signed the indictment documents died in the prison. Your father promised to give Fai a large sum of money, or opium equivalent in value, and Fai asked your father for a piece of opium. One pistol and five daggers."
The man is close to the table, the red square scarf on his chest is bright in color.
"That night, Second Master Guan entrusted Master Hui with a dream, and he said that we don't owe you anything."
In front of the round table, the people on both sides were clearly divided, and their swords were at war.
The man in the red scarf shrugged: "Of course, since Master Hui told us to return the goods and gold to you, we must do so."
He beckoned, and one of his hands pulled back the black cloth, and the boxes piled several meters high remained intact, with a small suitcase standing on top of it.
"Is it all here?"
asked little Ivor coldly.
"Tell your people to order."
man in red scarf
Little Ivor raised his chin, and behind him a hulking bald man in a vest stepped forward and opened a wooden box, which contained well-packed kraft paper.
The bald head turned around and nodded to little Ai Fu before grabbing the small suitcase.
The man in the red scarf stretched his waist pretending to be relaxed. He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He fumbled for the matchbox with his hand, and casually said to Little Ivor: "Master Hui's illness has been cured recently. Quite a few, he heard that Doma, the main god of the Deep Sea Church, bestowed gifts on the world, and wanted to ask you, is it possible to join the church?"
Little Ivor tilted his head disdainfully: "Dorma's brilliance will never shine on the despicable Yellow Peril."
The man in the red scarf suddenly took out a revolver from under the table. Under the burst of flames, the huge impact of the bullet knocked little Ivor down.
"Mother-in-law Gai Zi!"
The man in the red scarf cursed fiercely in Chaoshan dialect.
The bald head in the vest opened the small suitcase, but saw full of pebbles, followed by the sound of gunfire, and the two sides immediately fell into a melee!
The bald man turned his head and roared, and threw himself on the man in the red scarf like a bear, wrapping his arms around his neck like a python!
The man in the red scarf struggled desperately, and his neck bone made an overwhelmed sound. In desperation, he turned his arm and turned the muzzle of the gun, and slammed the trigger.
boom!
The bald man stepped back a few steps, and the red square scarf was also twisted off his arm by the huge recoil, and he threw himself on the round table, his face flushed and desperately sucking in air.
In a trance, he suddenly turned over to pass the chair that was thrown at him, but his neck was pinched vigorously, and he was suspended in the mid-air!
What restrained his neck was a giant more than two meters tall, with fins and tentacles on his face, and a pair of dark teeth exposed coldly. Looking at the torn vest and the small blood holes in his ribs, it was the bear-like bald man just now.
A scaly hand climbed onto the table, and little Aifu stood up with strength. His skin was paler, his eyes were red, and his neck was covered with shocking scales. A wrinkled bullet shot from his forehead. fall.
The man in the red scarf opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and his hands and feet couldn't help shaking.
"You've just……"
With a cruel smile on Little Ivor's face, he picked up the cigarette that the man in the red scarf dropped on the ground and put it into his mouth, his tone was still extremely vague, but piercingly ferocious: "What did you just say? "
Dang~
A domestic double-gun lighter lit cigarettes for Little Ivor from behind.
A small puff of smoke obscured little Ivor's vision, and there were already corpses all over the ground behind him!
tick tick~
The blood drops hit the tiles, and the edges of the bloody flowers were like tentacles.
? With the still bleeding Chikisao swords pinned behind his waist, Zha Xiaodao whispered next to little Ivor's ear: "He said nmcb." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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