The human being is a super god, the son of the devil!

Chapter 391

Immediately, several younger brothers who were close rushed towards this side.

Seeing this, Tracey pinched her knuckles, then looked her head in the direction of Lingye and said:

"Don't rob me. "

After speaking, without waiting for Ling Ye's reaction, she took a step forward with both feet.

stepped on an iron box next to her, borrowed strength in mid-air, and swept over with her long legs, directly taking away the Sanming thug closest to her.

Lingye and Letty didn't look like they wanted to go up and help.

The two of them put one hand in their pockets, and the other crossed their hands to their chests, watching Tracy's figure toss and turn here.

Louise, who was watching the battle in the car, was stunned when she saw this scene.

Oh my God, her sixth sense was right just now!

This woman is a bit against the sky!

In just a short time, seven or eight thugs were knocked to the ground by her and began to moan uncontrollably.

When he heard this name, Ling Ye's face showed a sudden look.

When he asked what the instructions were, he just asked casually.

But I didn't expect that someone really hired him behind the other party.

Now that you know it, it is definitely impossible to let the other party go so easily in this matter.

A smile tugged at the corner of Ling Ye's mouth, and it was clear that he intended to let the fake news gentleman experience what politeness was.

"Well, I, as an elder, went to warn him, but he didn't listen. "

"I even hired someone else to kill me, and sure enough, it's still the hardest thing to do in this world. "

"It's really painful for me that young people don't listen to advice, which is typical of suffering. "

He raised his head at 45 degrees and sighed slightly, looking very lonely.

Tracey took the initiative this time with some 01 emotions.

The main thing is to grab a seat today? snatched Ada, for which she has always been a little indignant.

But there was nowhere to vent the anger, and it happened that this group of guys who didn't have long eyes bumped into her face.

With such a good punching bag for her to vent, Tracey naturally didn't want Lingye and Letty to rob her.

When she thought of today's scene, her heart couldn't help but be even hotter.

The range of movement of the hand has also increased slightly.

This made the group of thugs who besieged her later fall into eight lifetimes of blood mold.

If it weren't for the Holy Light treatment from time to time, this group of people would not have ended up disabled.

"Tsk, why is she so angry today, has anyone provoked her?"

Lingye on the side put her hand on Letty's shoulder, looked at Tracy who was tossing and turning in the distance, and asked Letty curiously.

The latter sighed and said faintly:

"If you were willing to mess with less flowers and grass outside, maybe she wouldn't be so hot. "

When he heard this, Ling Ye immediately showed a dissatisfied expression and retorted:

"Although you are my wife, I will turn my face if you slander me like this. "

"Where did I mess with flowers, I just didn't want to hurt those girls, you are all my wings. "

"Phew, scumbag!"

Letty was furious when she heard this, and she grabbed Lingye's collar and shook it back and forth.

How did he say such scumbag?

"Don't panic, you opened the button, I'm dizzy... Woo... No, I'm dizzy. "

Because Letty is wearing a slit evening dress, the position of the chest is specially designed.

She pulled Lingye's clothes so sharply when she began to shake.

Her collar also showed a large area of snow-white skin.

Most of the full moon almost came into view, and Ling Ye only felt dizzy for a while.

"You bastard, I'll come home and clean you up in the evening. "

Letty dissatisfied, she let go of her hand that was tugging at the collar of Lingye's coat.

At this moment, Ling Ye reached into his clothes, pulled out his pistol, and raised his hand to a position not far away.

"Bang!"

The high-speed sphirling bullet tore through the air and streaked out.

Immediately after, the screams reached my ears.

It seems to be accompanied by the sound of metal falling to the ground, which sounds particularly obvious against the background of the night.

A Mexican man with a scar on his face screams and clutches his palm.

"Ahhh!!hhh

He clutched his bloody palms and screamed.

Lingye used a minimum of magic bullets, and Rao was a lot more powerful than normal bullets of a few millimeters.

The opponent's palm was almost half pierced.

It was said to be a hole, but in fact a large part of the flesh had been torn off, and the bones had been broken together.

Just now, when he saw this guy, he found out that Tracey was killing a large group of people like chopping melons and vegetables.

This guy couldn't hold back any longer, and took out a pistol directly from his trouser pocket and planned to shoot at a distance.

As a result, as soon as he took out the gun and aimed at the other party, he was discovered by Lingye in the distance for the first time.

Although his shot was most likely to be directly dodged or dodged by Tracey.

But I thought that there was a reporter and an ordinary person like Ashley in the car behind.

Ling Ye decided that it would be better to deal with these guys by herself.

Bang bang bang!

Several more gunshots rang out in succession, and the remaining four people with guns were directly shot in the palms of their hands by him, just like the Mexican in front of them.

All of them wailed in pain.

They're just some gangsters, and they usually fight and fight at most, sucking fans and playing with women.

Where have I ever really received such a horrific injury?

Usually one by one fights are okay, and a few of them are more ruthless and occasionally street fires.

But it's really never been like this, and I have never been directly hit in the palm of my hand and almost crippled.

The cold sweat on his forehead oozed out, and the howl barely stopped once.

After Lingye blew the smoke from the muzzle, he turned the pistol around his fingertips very chicly.

He looked at Tracy with a very sassy expression and smiled, "How is it, my marksmanship is good, right?"

Tracey gave him a blank look, and her tone was a little dissatisfied:

"Ah Ye, I said they all handed it over to me. "

Ling Ye shrugged his shoulders and smiled when he heard this: "You said it, but I didn't promise you." (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Hearing this, Tracy's chest rose and fell twice, and her fists clenched and released.

She kept telling herself in her heart, forget it, her own man will not be as knowledgeable as him!

"Just kidding, I didn't kill them, and now you can still handle them. "

Lingye casually pointed to the group of thugs on the ground.

Tracey gave him a blank look, and said to herself, "These guys can't stand up, what else can they do with them?"

Although she was a little angry just now, it was just a moment before the unhappiness in her heart disappeared.

After sighing, he looked at a thug lying on the ground and said:

"What's next? There are too many people here, and there's no way to kill them directly. "

Ling Ye waved his hand and smiled: "We are civilized people, how can we kill people casually?"

With that, he stepped forward and kicked the Mexican who was kneeling on the ground, clutching his hands and wailing in pain.

The precious leather shoes stepped directly on the top of the other party's palm.

Lingye's feet were slightly forced, and a miserable howl like killing a pig resounded everywhere around.

Even ordinary people such as Louise in the car heard it clearly.

Not to mention hearing it clearly, they even watched the whole process of the matter just now.

Louise marveled at Tracy's ability to fight a dozen by herself, and expressed her shock at Lingye pulling out a gun and bursting the palm on the other side.

I didn't expect this guy to carry a gun with him, and his marksmanship was so good that he didn't even shoot without the slightest hesitation.

But she didn't have the idea of blaming the other party.

Louise is a journalist, not a critic of the White Left.

The other party is going to take out a gun and plan to be happy, and at this time, it is reasonable for Lingye to pull out a gun and fight back.

"Say, Who sent you?"

Lingye's feet exerted slightly, and he looked at the Mexican with a kind smile on his face.

He looked polite, like a well-educated old aristocrat.

"You bastard! I'm going to kill you sooner or later!"

The Mexican hissed in pain.

Hearing this, Ling Ye still maintained a smiling expression, but the strength on his feet was greater.

Let's go!

As if something had been stepped on, the Mexican suddenly felt a sharp pain in his hand.

When he looked at it, he found that his palm was trampled into a mess of rotten flesh by the other party.

"Ask you again, and if you don't say anything, I'll cut off your fingers one by one. "

His smile was still kind, but the other party subconsciously shuddered when he saw it.

The Mexican felt himself shudder, this man was too ruthless.

Watching Ling Ye take out a butterfly knife from his arms and play back and forth in his hand, and his eyes were still looking at his fingers from time to time.

The Mexican's eyelids fluttered, and he felt like he really didn't say anything.

Then in the next second, the other party will definitely cut off his fingers one by one as just said.

When he thought of this, he could no longer hold back the fear in his heart.

"I say, I say!"

"It was a CNN reporter named John Stephen who paid us to do it, and he said you made a fool of him and maybe even lost his job. "

"So let's wait for you on your way back to 850, and take advantage of the chaos to kill or maim you. "

At this time, he told everything he knew like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

The point is that the current situation is not to say that it can't be done!

If he speaks slowly, it is estimated that his ten fingers will say goodbye to him.

No, five fingers to be exact.

The other hand was trampled on by Lingye, and it was almost trampled into a mess of rotten flesh.

This man's shot was too ruthless.

The Mexicans clearly noticed that Lingye was more ruthless than some of the big drug lords in their country.

He had a smile on his face, but no matter how he looked at it, it looked like a demon.