Text Text_Chapter 131 Buddha's Reverse Scales
"Presumptuous!"
The people of Foyun Club were all panicked, so bold that they dared to attack the Buddha.
All the gunners pulled the bolt and took a step forward, moving in unison and rhythm.
However, there was not much surprise on the face of the Buddha.
A pair of eyes looked at Qin Mu fixedly for a long time before he slowly said, "You are much more powerful than I thought." β
"Young man, don't be so arrogant. Look around, even if you kill me, will you be able to fly?"
There were at least 100 gunners around, and these people were all elites trained by Fu Hongchen.
The current killer hall is not as good as before, and it used to use knives and fight martial arts.
If your skills are not as good as others, you will die under the knife of others.
Now that they are practicing marksmanship, martial arts are not so important.
After all, not everyone can practice to the realm of flying eaves and walking walls?
Moreover, the progress of gun training is much faster than that of martial arts training, and the effect is more obvious.
With so many gunmen, not even a single mosquito can fly out, let alone two big living people.
Qin Mu sneered, "You think too much, why do I want to fly?"
Don't fly?
How do you get out without flying?
Someone sneered on the side.
Qin Mu said lightly, "I can kill you!" β
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The Buddha's face sank, and he seemed to be a little unable to hang up.
At this moment, outside Wencheng Villa, five or six more cars came.
More than a dozen car headlights shone over, and they lined up and stopped.
Lights off and doors open.
A large group of people rushed out of the car, led by Dong Ge, who was the leader of Du Shiming at the night snack stall last time.
Dong Ge is also a hall master of the Foyun Society, mainly responsible for the security work of those night clubs.
So most of his men were armed with water pipes, iron rods, knives and so on.
Brother Dong strode bare-chested, carrying a knife.
"I'm going to see who dares to be presumptuous in Wencheng Villa, and the brothers will kill him!"
Forehead!
A group of people came over to take a look and hold the grass.
The Buddha was actually held to the head with a gun, and the hundreds of elites in the Killer Hall were waiting for him, as if he were facing a great enemy.
The little witch Zhao Wenqi held the flying knife and stood calmly behind Qin Mu, and the two stood with their backs to prevent someone from sneaking up behind.
When Brother Dong saw this scene, he was dumbfounded.
The guns are all out, and the knives are still useful?
Brother Dong wiped his sweat and stood aside, not knowing what to do.
The Buddha was very calm, "Young man, let's talk, shall we?"
Qin Mu smiled and waved his gun, "Go in!"
It's time to settle this account with Foyun Club.
When the Buddha saw Qin Mu's gun, he smiled faintly, and naturally turned around, actually ignoring the muzzle of his gun.
Depend on!
So pretending to be better?
Even Qin Mu was surprised, what kind of ability did he have to be so confident?
The Bailai gunner did not dare to slack off at all, and moved with the footsteps of the three people.
"The surname is Qin, don't mess around!"
Someone shouted anxiously.
Zhao Wenqi also pinched the sweat for the master, but at this point, there is no turning back.
It's a big deal that the fifth master and the Buddha turned their faces.
In the hall, there were two corpses lying down, as well as the black Sangui.
Hu Guosen and his son didn't know where to go.
Where the father and son had sat just now, two pools of unknown liquid were left behind.
After such a big incident, the man in black remained indifferent and sat on the chair and ignored it.
It doesn't seem to care about tonight's battle at all.
Qin Mu's eyes swept away, and the man floated directly by.
His gaze fell on a tall woman with a stunning face standing next to the master's seat in the middle of the hall.
The other party was dressed in plain white, and his hair was tied back in a simple ponytail.
Seeing that a large group of people in Foyun Club were forced to retreat by two people, their eyes suddenly widened.
In the beautiful eyes, endless surprise flashed.
Judging from her quiet bookish temperament, she should be the kind of scholarly lady.
But there is a faint hint of helpless wind and dust between the eyebrows.
Even Qin Mu couldn't help but feel a little strange, "Buddha, this girl is good, why don't you lend me a few days to play?"
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This sentence made the originally calm Buddha suddenly have an urge to think about.
Nima, this is Lao Tzu's confidante.
How many days do you want to borrow it?
To tell the truth, if you dare to talk to yourself like this in Jianghuai, that's it.
If it weren't for this skill, even the gun king Fu Hongchen would have been defeated in his hands, and the Buddha would have ordered someone to shoot.
Shoot indiscriminately!
Look at how cow you are.
When Fu Hongchen, Dong Ge and the others heard this, they all wiped their sweat.
This guy is so powerful that it's speechless.
The tall woman approached, "Let go of the Buddha, I'll give you an explanation." β
Forehead?
Qin Mu looked at the other party's slender figure and that amazing face, turned back to Zhao Wenqi and said, "Okay, Wenqi, you go and bring her over, I want to have a good chat with her about life." β
The Buddha was furious, "Enough!"
A woman who dares to touch Lao Tzu, what is Lao Tzu to do?
Tigers don't threaten when I'm a sick cat?
"Young man, I advise you not to be too presumptuous. β
"In this place of Jianghuai, you dare to put a gun to my head, you are the first. β
"If it weren't for my heart of cherishing talents, a hundred of you would have died. β
Yo!
Speaking of this woman, he was angry, it was really abnormal.
Wasn't it quite calm just now?
Qin Mu had a plan in his heart, and estimated that this woman was the key to tonight's negotiations.
Zhao Wenqi heard the master ridiculing others, and quietly reminded her, "She is Lin Ruolan, one of the four beauties of Jianghuai, who was born in a famous family and strayed into the dust." β
"Good at music, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she is also the confidant of the Buddha. β
"Oh!"
Qin Mu understood.
No wonder as soon as the Buddha mentioned that he wanted to borrow this woman, he lost control.
However, Zhao Wenqi's words attracted Qin Mu's attention.
He glanced at Lin Ruolan a few more times, and finally understood why he always had that weird feeling when he saw her.
This is why Lin Ruolan has both the bookish spirit of the scholarly disciples and the beautiful lady, and the helpless smell of wind and dust.
I see!
Seems to be a person with a story!
I like it!
Qin Mu openly threw a wink at Lin Ruolan and whistled, "Huh-beauty, come over and let's talk." β
"Buddha, this bastard wants to kill me, how do you want to give me an explanation?"
"You-" The Buddha couldn't calm down anymore, and the Buddha beads in his hand were about to be crushed.
In the hall, everyone was nervous.
Those who are familiar with the Buddha know that the Buddha has always been calm, when have you ever seen him angry?
But this kid didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and openly teased Lin Ruolan.
This is the taboo of the Buddha!
When Lin Ruolan saw Qin Mu's virtue, she was reincarnated as a ghost, but she was also calm.
"The Buddha is a person who cherishes talents, as long as you are willing to take refuge in the Foyun Society, the Buddha will allow you to be prosperous and rich in your life. Foyun Society is under one person and above 10,000 people. β
"That seems to be a good condition. But today there is an account that must be settled. β
Qin Mu stared at the Buddha, "Say it yourself, the killer sent by the Foyun Society almost killed me, and also damaged a car." But I've heard that you took two million from people. β
"Your Foyun Club is amazing, you dare to take on this kind of business. β
"Why don't I pay a few millions, and you can help me kill a few people?"
"Ahemβ"
The Buddha was embarrassed, he glanced at Lin Ruolan, and Lin Ruolan immediately asked someone to carry a black lockbox out.
Open the box, a full two million. Brand new tickets with the scent of ink.
"The money is here, and Mr. Qin can take it at any time. β
Lin Ruolan became more and more generous, "If Mr. Qin is willing to join our Foyun Club, I think the Buddha will be very happy." β
Qin Mu glanced at the Buddha, and the Buddha sat down very calmly, coiling the Buddha beads in his hand.
This girl was so calm that she pretended to be more than herself, Qin Mu was unhappy, her eyes glanced at Lin Ruolan, and she had an idea in her heart.