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The Moroccan thieves and speed gangs who followed Ye Tian into this small street stared at the empty second half of the street dumbfounded, and everyone was confused.
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind them.
"Good afternoon, gentlemen, are you looking for me?"
The expressions of those scumbags changed as soon as they heard this voice, and they turned around quickly and looked at the street behind them.
Some of them have vaguely reacted.
People like me are probably being fooled by the wealthy trendy guy behind him. The other party seems to have deliberately led his group into this small street, not knowing for what purpose.
The moment they turned around, these scumbags saw Ye Tian dressed as a North African man dressed as a trendy man, and they saw a pistol with a silencer in his hand.
Facing the black hole, the deadly muzzle, the few scumbags who were originally at the end of the team, but now bear the brunt, suddenly froze in place and did not dare to move.
The other scumbags behind them were ready to move, and almost everyone showed a fierce look.
These guys who do nothing in the city of Casablanca have weapons on their bodies, most of them are daggers, and some of them have pistols in their waists.
In fact, almost every one of them has been pointed at by a pistol, so they are not too afraid of the pistol in front of them and the stylishly dressed guy in front of them.
These guys can eat on the streets, and they occupy a precious place like Pigeon Square in the center of the old town of Casablanca. They are somewhat powerful and quite sturdy.
Therefore, they were not reconciled to catch it, so they were designed and subdued like this. It would be too shameful to say it!
More importantly, they still want to get that huge amount of green dollars, and give a severe lesson to the trendy guy in front of them, and even kill this guy directly.
Under the cover of the figure of several companions in front, the two or three guys standing at the back had already reached out quietly in unison, and touched the pistol pinned to his waist.
At this moment, the North African trendy man a few meters in front of him suddenly opened fire without warning.
"Puff puff"
The gunshot sounded suddenly, but it was slightly inaudible.
Accompanied by three gunshots, the three scumbags hiding behind their companions, trying to shoot at them, were shot in an instant.
The positions where two of the guys were shot were used for the shoulder of the hand who took the gun, and their shoulder blades were directly broken by the pistol bullet.
The place where the other guy was shot was the elbow that was accidentally exposed, and the pistol bullet was also interrupted.
"what--!"
A terrible scream immediately sounded at the scene, and the three men who had been shot fell to the ground holding the injured parts, screaming ceaselessly.
Before the rest of the scum could react, the cold-hearted North African trendy man in front of him sneered again and said:
"Gentlemen, in order to live well, you'd better shut up. If you continue to scream, then I don't mind sending all of you scumbags to hell. I do what I say!"
When the voice fell, the heart-wrenching screams that had just sounded in this small street stopped abruptly, leaving only a burst of echoes.
Looking at the thieves and the speed gangs, they were all frozen in place as if they had been subjected to a fixation technique. They didn't dare to move, and were silent.
The three scumbags who were injured and fell on the ground did not dare to say a word even though they were in great pain. They could only use the remaining hand to cover their mouth tightly and struggle on the ground.
Without exception, these thieves and the Speed Dang who followed all the way trying to sack Ye Tian, looked at him at this time, like looking at the devil from hell.
All this just happened has made these guys understand.
This stylishly dressed **** in front of him was definitely a murderous butcher. God knows how many people died in his hands that made this **** so cruel and ruthless.
He said that he would kill everyone on his side, so he would definitely, without any hesitation!
The precise marksmanship that this **** just demonstrated, the lightning-like speed of reaction, and the keen observation ability to perceive everything are enough to extinguish all hope of escape.
The wisest choice for these people is to stay where they are and see what this **** wants to do. Such a terrifying existence will never find these little thieves for no reason.
Seeing the silent performance of these Casablanca thieves and the Speeding Party, Ye Tian couldn't help but chuckle with satisfaction.
"Gentlemen, don't be afraid. The reason why I came to you is to discuss a business with you. If you can accomplish one of the things I gave you, you will get a generous reward.
As for the three injured guys, they will get an extra medical fee. One thing I want to explain is that I have learned about each of you, and I know the names of each of you.
The guy standing in the front is called Faisal, and the guy who fell on the ground moaning constantly is called Abdul, and I also know where each of you’s home is and who you have at home.
In other words, you cannot refuse this business, you can only accept and do your best to complete this task, otherwise, I will find you and send you to **** personally, no matter where you hide,..."
While saying this, Ye Tian pointed his finger at the two scumbags and pointed out their names.
Hearing what he said, these Moroccan thieves and the Speeding Party were all stupid. Everyone looked dumbfounded, with fear in their eyes.
In their eyes, the North African trendy man in front of him has completely transformed into a devil with horns on his head, as if his mouth is open, ready to swallow himself.
...
Soon, ten minutes passed.
The two Spanish agents who had entered the hotel to investigate before walked out of the four-star hotel, and they still found nothing, their faces full of disappointment.
Coming to the outside of the hotel, the two guys turned around to look at the situation on the street, and then walked in the opposite direction of Pigeon Square, ready to leave here and go to other places to investigate.
On the way, one of the guys took out his mobile phone and started making a call. It was supposed to be reporting to his boss or contacting other colleagues in Casablanca.
Without a word, two Moroccan youths who followed them a few meters away, pretending to be passers-by, suddenly rushed up.
Obviously, these two guys often cooperate in robbery, and they cooperate very tacitly.
The one rushing in front grabbed the phone of the Spanish agent who called the Spanish agent in a thunderous manner, and then ran forward along the street.
The robber who was one step behind slammed the Spanish agent whose phone was robbed, causing it to collide with his companion and unable to chase him immediately.
Immediately afterwards, the robber rushed forward to chase his companion.
Unpredictable, even the two Spanish agents who have been on the battlefield followed the way of these two inexperienced Moroccan robbers, and their mobile phones were robbed~www.novelhall.com~ The two were still hit Together, they were very embarrassed.
When they stabilized their bodies, the first reaction was to stretch out their hands, prepare to take out their pistols, and fire directly to kill the two Moroccan thieves and regain their mobile phones.
But here is a street where people come and go, there are many people on the street, and there are Moroccan police patrolling, even if those Moroccan police are the same as not, they have no effect.
More importantly, the two Moroccan thieves had already ran out for some distance because of their delay, because there were so many people on the street that they had lost their firing line and angle.
Under this circumstance, if you draw a gun and shoot, it is of no use except to create a huge chaos. It is impossible to hit the two Moroccan thieves and you can't get your mobile phone back!
The two Spanish agents glanced at each other, and then rushed out murderously, chasing the two robbers who were running wild in front of them.
In fact, they have to chase.
The cell phone that was stolen was used exclusively by the agents. There are many secrets in it, as well as the contact numbers and names of other agents, which must not be lost!
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The Moroccan thieves and speed gangs who followed Ye Tian into this small street stared at the empty second half of the street dumbfounded, and everyone was confused.
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind them.
"Good afternoon, gentlemen, are you looking for me?"
The expressions of those scumbags changed as soon as they heard this voice, and they turned around quickly and looked at the street behind them.
Some of them have vaguely reacted.
People like me are probably being fooled by the wealthy trendy guy behind him. The other party seems to have deliberately led his group into this small street, not knowing for what purpose.
The moment they turned around, these scumbags saw Ye Tian dressed as a North African man dressed as a trendy man, and they saw a pistol with a silencer in his hand.
Facing the black hole, the deadly muzzle, the few scumbags who were originally at the end of the team, but now bear the brunt, suddenly froze in place and did not dare to move.
The other scumbags behind them were ready to move, and almost everyone showed a fierce look.
These guys who do nothing in the city of Casablanca have weapons on their bodies, most of them are daggers, and some of them have pistols in their waists.
In fact, almost every one of them has been pointed at by a pistol, so they are not too afraid of the pistol in front of them and the stylishly dressed guy in front of them.
These guys can eat on the streets, and they occupy a precious place like Pigeon Square in the center of the old town of Casablanca. They are somewhat powerful and quite sturdy.
Therefore, they were not reconciled to catch it, so they were designed and subdued like this. It would be too shameful to say it!
More importantly, they still want to get that huge amount of green dollars, and give a severe lesson to the trendy guy in front of them, and even kill this guy directly.
Under the cover of the figure of several companions in front, the two or three guys standing at the back had already reached out quietly in unison, and touched the pistol pinned to his waist.
At this moment, the North African trendy man a few meters in front of him suddenly opened fire without warning.
"Puff puff"
The gunshot sounded suddenly, but it was slightly inaudible.
Accompanied by three gunshots, the three scumbags hiding behind their companions, trying to shoot at them, were shot in an instant.
The positions where two of the guys were shot were used for the shoulder of the hand who took the gun, and their shoulder blades were directly broken by the pistol bullet.
The place where the other guy was shot was the elbow that was accidentally exposed, and the pistol bullet was also interrupted.
"what--!"
A terrible scream immediately sounded at the scene, and the three men who had been shot fell to the ground holding the injured parts, screaming ceaselessly.
Before the rest of the scum could react, the cold-hearted North African trendy man in front of him sneered again and said:
"Gentlemen, in order to live well, you'd better shut up. If you continue to scream, then I don't mind sending all of you scumbags to hell. I do what I say!"
When the voice fell, the heart-wrenching screams that had just sounded in this small street stopped abruptly, leaving only a burst of echoes.
Looking at the thieves and the speed gangs, they were all frozen in place as if they had been subjected to a fixation technique. They didn't dare to move, and were silent.
The three scumbags who were injured and fell on the ground did not dare to say a word even though they were in great pain. They could only use the remaining hand to cover their mouth tightly and struggle on the ground.
Without exception, these thieves and the Speed Dang who followed all the way trying to sack Ye Tian, looked at him at this time, like looking at the devil from hell.
All this just happened has made these guys understand.
This stylishly dressed **** in front of him was definitely a murderous butcher. God knows how many people died in his hands that made this **** so cruel and ruthless.
He said that he would kill everyone on his side, so he would definitely, without any hesitation!
The precise marksmanship that this **** just demonstrated, the lightning-like speed of reaction, and the keen observation ability to perceive everything are enough to extinguish all hope of escape.
The wisest choice for these people is to stay where they are and see what this **** wants to do. Such a terrifying existence will never find these little thieves for no reason.
Seeing the silent performance of these Casablanca thieves and the Speeding Party, Ye Tian couldn't help but chuckle with satisfaction.
"Gentlemen, don't be afraid. The reason why I came to you is to discuss a business with you. If you can accomplish one of the things I gave you, you will get a generous reward.
As for the three injured guys, they will get an extra medical fee. One thing I want to explain is that I have learned about each of you, and I know the names of each of you.
The guy standing in the front is called Faisal, and the guy who fell on the ground moaning constantly is called Abdul, and I also know where each of you’s home is and who you have at home.
In other words, you cannot refuse this business, you can only accept and do your best to complete this task, otherwise, I will find you and send you to **** personally, no matter where you hide,..."
While saying this, Ye Tian pointed his finger at the two scumbags and pointed out their names.
Hearing what he said, these Moroccan thieves and the Speeding Party were all stupid. Everyone looked dumbfounded, with fear in their eyes.
In their eyes, the North African trendy man in front of him has completely transformed into a devil with horns on his head, as if his mouth is open, ready to swallow himself.
...
Soon, ten minutes passed.
The two Spanish agents who had entered the hotel to investigate before walked out of the four-star hotel, and they still found nothing, their faces full of disappointment.
Coming to the outside of the hotel, the two guys turned around to look at the situation on the street, and then walked in the opposite direction of Pigeon Square, ready to leave here and go to other places to investigate.
On the way, one of the guys took out his mobile phone and started making a call. It was supposed to be reporting to his boss or contacting other colleagues in Casablanca.
Without a word, two Moroccan youths who followed them a few meters away, pretending to be passers-by, suddenly rushed up.
Obviously, these two guys often cooperate in robbery, and they cooperate very tacitly.
The one rushing in front grabbed the phone of the Spanish agent who called the Spanish agent in a thunderous manner, and then ran forward along the street.
The robber who was one step behind slammed the Spanish agent whose phone was robbed, causing it to collide with his companion and unable to chase him immediately.
Immediately afterwards, the robber rushed forward to chase his companion.
Unpredictable, even the two Spanish agents who have been on the battlefield followed the way of these two inexperienced Moroccan robbers, and their mobile phones were robbed~www.novelhall.com~ The two were still hit Together, they were very embarrassed.
When they stabilized their bodies, the first reaction was to stretch out their hands, prepare to take out their pistols, and fire directly to kill the two Moroccan thieves and regain their mobile phones.
But here is a street where people come and go, there are many people on the street, and there are Moroccan police patrolling, even if those Moroccan police are the same as not, they have no effect.
More importantly, the two Moroccan thieves had already ran out for some distance because of their delay, because there were so many people on the street that they had lost their firing line and angle.
Under this circumstance, if you draw a gun and shoot, it is of no use except to create a huge chaos. It is impossible to hit the two Moroccan thieves and you can't get your mobile phone back!
The two Spanish agents glanced at each other, and then rushed out murderously, chasing the two robbers who were running wild in front of them.
In fact, they have to chase.
The cell phone that was stolen was used exclusively by the agents. There are many secrets in it, as well as the contact numbers and names of other agents, which must not be lost!
, The fastest update of the latest chapters in the world of treasure hunt!The Moroccan thieves and speed gangs who followed Ye Tian into this small street stared at the empty second half of the street dumbfounded, and everyone was confused.At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind them."Good afternoon, gentlemen, are you looking for me?"The expressions of those scumbags changed as soon as they heard this voice, and they turned around quickly and looked at the street behind them.Some of them have vaguely reacted.People like me are probably being fooled by the wealthy trendy guy behind him. The other party seems to have deliberately led his group into this small street, not knowing for what purpose.The moment they turned around, these scumbags saw Ye Tian dressed as a North African man dressed as a trendy man, and they saw a pistol with a silencer in his hand.Facing the black hole, the deadly muzzle, the few scumbags who were originally at the end of the team, but now bear the brunt, suddenly froze in place and did not dare to move.The other scumbags behind them were ready to move, and almost everyone showed a fierce look.These guys who do nothing in the city of Casablanca have weapons on their bodies, most of them are daggers, and some of them have pistols in their waists.In fact, almost every one of them has been pointed at by a pistol, so they are not too afraid of the pistol in front of them and the stylishly dressed guy in front of them.These guys can eat on the streets, and they occupy a precious place like Pigeon Square in the center of the old town of Casablanca. They are somewhat powerful and quite sturdy.Therefore, they were not reconciled to catch it, so they were designed and subdued like this. It would be too shameful to say it!More importantly, they still want to get that huge amount of green dollars, and give a severe lesson to the trendy guy in front of them, and even kill this guy directly.Under the cover of the figure of several companions in front, the two or three guys standing at the back had already reached out quietly in unison, and touched the pistol pinned to his waist.At this moment, the North African trendy man a few meters in front of him suddenly opened fire without warning."Puff puff"The gunshot sounded suddenly, but it was slightly inaudible.Accompanied by three gunshots, the three scumbags hiding behind their companions, trying to shoot at them, were shot in an instant.The positions where two of the guys were shot were used for the shoulder of the hand who took the gun, and their shoulder blades were directly broken by the pistol bullet.The place where the other guy was shot was the elbow that was accidentally exposed, and the pistol bullet was also interrupted."what--!"A terrible scream immediately sounded at the scene, and the three men who had been shot fell to the ground holding the injured parts, screaming ceaselessly.Before the rest of the scum could react, the cold-hearted North African trendy man in front of him sneered again and said:"Gentlemen, in order to live well, you'd better shut up. If you continue to scream, then I don't mind sending all of you scumbags to hell. I do what I say!"When the voice fell, the heart-wrenching screams that had just sounded in this small street stopped abruptly, leaving only a burst of echoes.Looking at the thieves and the speed gangs, they were all frozen in place as if they had been subjected to a fixation technique. They didn't dare to move, and were silent.The three scumbags who were injured and fell on the ground did not dare to say a word even though they were in great pain. They could only use the remaining hand to cover their mouth tightly and struggle on the ground.Without exception, these thieves and the Speed Dang who followed all the way trying to sack Ye Tian, looked at him at this time, like looking at the devil from hell.All this just happened has made these guys understand.This stylishly dressed **** in front of him was definitely a murderous butcher. God knows how many people died in his hands that made this **** so cruel and ruthless.He said that he would kill everyone on his side, so he would definitely, without any hesitation!The precise marksmanship that this **** just demonstrated, the lightning-like speed of reaction, and the keen observation ability to perceive everything are enough to extinguish all hope of escape.The wisest choice for these people is to stay where they are and see what this **** wants to do. Such a terrifying existence will never find these little thieves for no reason.Seeing the silent performance of these Casablanca thieves and the Speeding Party, Ye Tian couldn't help but chuckle with satisfaction."Gentlemen, don't be afraid. The reason why I came to you is to discuss a business with you. If you can accomplish one of the things I gave you, you will get a generous reward.As for the three injured guys, they will get an extra medical fee. One thing I want to explain is that I have learned about each of you, and I know the names of each of you.The guy standing in the front is called Faisal, and the guy who fell on the ground moaning constantly is called Abdul, and I also know where each of you's home is and who you have at home.In other words, you cannot refuse this business, you can only accept and do your best to complete this task, otherwise, I will find you and send you to **** personally, no matter where you hide,..."While saying this, Ye Tian pointed his finger at the two scumbags and pointed out their names.Hearing what he said, these Moroccan thieves and the Speeding Party were all stupid. Everyone looked dumbfounded, with fear in their eyes.In their eyes, the North African trendy man in front of him has completely transformed into a devil with horns on his head, as if his mouth is open, ready to swallow himself....Soon, ten minutes passed.The two Spanish agents who had entered the hotel to investigate before walked out of the four-star hotel, and they still found nothing, their faces full of disappointment.Coming to the outside of the hotel, the two guys turned around to look at the situation on the street, and then walked in the opposite direction of Pigeon Square, ready to leave here and go to other places to investigate.On the way, one of the guys took out his mobile phone and started making a call. It was supposed to be reporting to his boss or contacting other colleagues in Casablanca.Without a word, two Moroccan youths who followed them a few meters away, pretending to be passers-by, suddenly rushed up.Obviously, these two guys often cooperate in robbery, and they cooperate very tacitly.The one rushing in front grabbed the phone of the Spanish agent who called the Spanish agent in a thunderous manner, and then ran forward along the street.The robber who was one step behind slammed the Spanish agent whose phone was robbed, causing it to collide with his companion and unable to chase him immediately.Immediately afterwards, the robber rushed forward to chase his companion.Unpredictable, even the two Spanish agents who have been on the battlefield followed the way of these two inexperienced Moroccan robbers, and their mobile phones were robbed~www.novelhall.com~ The two were still hit Together, they were very embarrassed.When they stabilized their bodies, the first reaction was to stretch out their hands, prepare to take out their pistols, and fire directly to kill the two Moroccan thieves and regain their mobile phones.But here is a street where people come and go, there are many people on the street, and there are Moroccan police patrolling, even if those Moroccan police are the same as not, they have no effect.More importantly, the two Moroccan thieves had already ran out for some distance because of their delay, because there were so many people on the street that they had lost their firing line and angle.Under this circumstance, if you draw a gun and shoot, it is of no use except to create a huge chaos. It is impossible to hit the two Moroccan thieves and you can't get your mobile phone back!The two Spanish agents glanced at each other, and then rushed out murderously, chasing the two robbers who were running wild in front of them.In fact, they have to chase.The cell phone that was stolen was used exclusively by the agents. There are many secrets in it, as well as the contact numbers and names of other agents, which must not be lost!
