Quint stared at Ye Junlang, his whole body was trembling and trembling, his throat was squirming, he wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

He had also been in a mercenary group in the dark world, and his hands were stained with blood, and he had a certain strength in his own right, but he had never seen such a terrifying guy-

Whether it is strain, body style, speed, shot, etc., it can be called a top-level existence, and the ten bodyguards with weapons around him were all killed in less than half a minute.

That's pretty personal, right?

No, this is definitely not a person, but a devil, a terrible devil!

Ye Junlang walked towards Quint, playing with the pistol in his hand with both hands, only to see that under his dazzling technique, the gun was completely *, turned into parts and fell to the ground one by one.

And suddenly—

Sou!

Ye Junlang kicked his feet, and a flash rushed in front of Kunte, at that time Kunte's right hand was quietly reaching into his trouser pocket, but before he could make this action, Ye Junlang came instantly, picked up his body with one hand, and smashed it towards the coffee table in front of the sofa.

Bang!

Quint was smashed to pieces as a pocket-sized pistol slipped out of his pants pocket.

It turned out that after Quint saw Ye Junlang dismantling the pistols in his hand one by one, he thought that Ye Junlang did not have a gun in his hand, so he wanted to quietly take out the pocket version of the pistol hidden in his trouser pocket.

It's a pity that his actions can't be hidden from Ye Junlang.

He hadn't even taken out his pocket pistol, and the whole person had already been smashed on the coffee table.

Ye Junlang's face was cold, and his face was gloomy, as if he was telling others that he was angry.

He walked to the couch and sat down, reached out and tugged at the tie on his shirt, then turned his head to look at Anita who was stunned, and said, "Anita, don't stand stupid. Go, pour me a glass of wine. ”

Anita woke up like a dream, she came back to her senses, and subconsciously said: "Yes, yes......"

Anita stumbled as she walked, apparently frightened by the scene...... Looking at the corpses lying on the ground, the bubbling blood, the smell of blood.

Even if Anita is bold, she is a woman after all, so she is naturally scared.

There was a wine cabinet in the room, and Anita took out a bottle of treasured dry red from the wine cabinet, poured a glass of red wine, and walked over and handed it to Ye Junlang.

Ye Junlang took a sip of the wine glass, glanced at Anita, and said, "Sit down nicely next to you, as long as you are obedient, you will be fine." ”

Anita nodded and sat motionless on the couch.

At this time, Quint had already come back to his senses, and there was still a feeling of pain all over his body, the gaze in his eyes looked at Ye Junlang, and his pupils couldn't help revealing a trembling and fearful look.

"I said that you are used to eating black and black, so you have eaten on my head? You're *raising you to live impatiently, aren't you?)" Ye Junlang stared at Kunte and said in a cold tone.

Quint gasped, and he still said fiercely: "You, you don't dare to kill me, kill me, you can't get out of here." ”

Bang!

Ye Junlang raised his foot violently and stomped on Quint's chest and abdomen, with a click, as if the sternum was broken, and the piercing sound of the sternum being trampled on was transmitted, which made Quint howl miserably.

"You're too self-righteous. Not to mention your building, even if it is the heavily guarded black building of the Mafia Sgrad family, I can kill in and out unscathed! And you here, what is compared to the black building of the Sgrad family?" Ye Junlang sneered, and then his tone sank, and said, "Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you! I want to buy weapons from you, but I just want to start immediately." If you don't want to trade, then after killing you, I will trade through the black market, which is nothing more than a few days late!"

As he spoke, Ye Junlang picked up the pocket-sized pistol that fell from Quinte's trouser pocket from the ground, pulled the safe, and buckled his index finger on the trigger, and the killing intent on his body instantly condensed.

Although it is a pocket version of the pistol, it is equally powerful, and if the key point is hit, it is certain death.

Ye Junlang aimed his gun at Quent's eyebrows.

For this kind of black and black goods, he has always hated it, and he will kill when he should be killed, without mercy.

In an instant, a terrifying and murderous aura like substance diffused from Ye Junlang's body, and just a wisp was released, which was enough to make people's hearts tremble.

"No, don't kill me! I'll give you weapons, and I'll trade with you...... Mr. Ye, I was wrong, I, I shouldn't be arrogant, I shouldn't be self-righteous. Please, don't kill me, you can have as many weapons as you want, and I can provide you with whatever you need......"

Quint suddenly begged loudly for mercy, because he had been on the battlefield, he could feel that the murderous aura that had just diffused from Ye Junlang's body was the real murderous aura!

As long as he hesitates a little, Ye Junlang will inevitably pull the trigger!

Of course Quint doesn't want to die, as the black boss of Marrakech, he wants power, money, and women, and he is still so young that he can enjoy this rich life for the rest of his life, how can he be willing to die?

The corners of Ye Junlang's mouth raised, revealing a meaningful smile, he stared at Quint and said, "Willing to trade, but I can't get 30 million US dollars!"

Quint gritted his teeth, and he said: "For, in order to show my sincerity, I will give this batch of weapons to Mr. Ye, and I don't want a penny from Mr. Ye at all!"

Ye Junlang squinted his eyes and didn't speak, but the killing intent that diffused out was even more powerful.

Quinte's heart sank, and under the shroud of that death threat, he broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly said, "Also, in addition to the batch of weapons given to Mr. Ye, I will put 30 million US dollars into Mr. Ye's account!"

When Quint said this, the killing intent on Ye Junlang's body was slightly retracted.

"For the sake of your sincerity, then I will reluctantly make a deal with you. ”

Ye Junlang put away his gun and spoke.

Quint secretly breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that he had come back from a trip to the ghost gate, and at the same time he regretted it in his heart, and deeply understood what it meant to not die if he was not pretentious.

If it weren't for the fact that he was too big before, thinking that Ye Junlang couldn't escape from the palm of his hand here, and was at his mercy, and at the same time wanted to pit Ye Junlang, he wouldn't have ended up here!

This is good, I lost my wife and broke my soldiers, not to mention the weapons for nothing, and I had to post 30 million US dollars, and the ten bodyguards around me were all killed.

Such losses are really heavy.

However, in Quint's opinion, it is worth it to be able to exchange his life for himself.