Chapter 1130

Listening to the sound of the gate being closed, the young man's heart suddenly felt a little bad, and then he turned and ran towards the gate.

But at this time, a strange thing suddenly happened. The young man ran to the gate. No matter how hard he tried to hold the gate, the gate did not move.

Not only that, the glass door that he had broken before, at this time in the bad place, it seemed that there was something invisible that sealed it.

He took up the long knife in his hand and smashed it to the place where there was no glass. However, after a knife went down, his blade fell into a transparent object, and then he could not pull it out.

At the same time, he suddenly felt a breeze behind him.

Then he suddenly turned around and saw the Oriental man just sitting at the table, standing behind him.

The corner of the man's mouth slightly up, showing a faint smile.

But his smile did not go directly to the bottom of his eyes, which was a layer of cold frost.

Being watched by such an oriental man, the young man suddenly gave birth to a strong fear. But even so, the long life of licking blood on the tip of the knife forced him to slowly lift the long knife in his hand, and then forced him to calmly open his mouth: "what I'm looking for today is Henry's trouble. It has nothing to do with you, so please leave here as soon as possible."

Zhou Yi picked a sword eyebrow, and then said calmly, "I'm sorry, I'm here to eat today. You've disturbed my interest, so I'm very unhappy."

"Unhappy?" The young man bit a sneer and said, "then you go to die!"

As the words fell, the young man waved his long knife and cut Zhou Yi's neck fiercely.

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on the other side,

"boss, are we really going to follow this old Oriental? He doesn't seem to be as good as Zhou Yi! " The red haired man looked up at Johansen, wiping his weapon.

Johnson did not look up. He adjusted his new weapon and said, "we are not very good now. We have money to earn, meat to eat, and people can kill. All these were illegal for us before, but now they are becoming more reasonable."

Hearing the speech, everyone nodded in succession.

Recently, there is still some unrest in China. Johansen came at the right time. The people under the bureau are not cruel enough, but they are not the same.

It's no exaggeration to say that they used to be big pirates. They have never been soft hearted in killing people.

Although the former leader of the evil cult was seriously injured by Zhou Yi, these evil cults are still organized and occasionally come to China to make mischief.

With Johansen and them, the Bureau felt that the pressure on him was reduced a lot.

At least ordinary friars can't do it when they go out to kill people with weapons.

As he spoke, Johanson's special weapon had been packed up. It was distributed to them by the Bureau, which was specially designed for those evil cults.

The bullets inside are not ordinary bullets, but energy talisman bullets that can make evil monks lose their accomplishments completely.

These people, each shot without a shot, with one of the crazy straying, in the blink of an eye has killed more than ten people.

Of course, these evil cults will not carry weapons with them when they come out. Their biggest way is to use their energy as an attack.

However, these bandits who lick blood on the tip of their knives all day have extremely strong reaction ability. In addition, with the defense array allocated to them by the Bureau, their bullets have been shot out before the evil repair's attack comes.

These evil monks would never have imagined that it was not the monks in China who attacked them this time, but a small team of demons from the West.

"Oh, I didn't expect their weapons of China to be so magical!" The red haired man opened the barn and opened his mouth to his companion.

The red haired man is like a violent maniac. His bullets are almost useless. He is like the devil crawling out of hell. No one can stop him.

At this time, we can finally make a good turn.

The bureau can not help but sigh that Lao Zhou is indeed a leading talent who knows people well and makes good use of. Otherwise, how could he know to send these lovers to him.

Far away on the other side of the ocean, Zhou Yi sneezed.

I wanted to teach these guys who disturb their meals, but I didn't expect that Henry was more prepared than he was.

In the moment that I haven't started, the bullets over there have been shot out.

Although these guys are good at attacking ten with one enemy, they are only limited to unarmed weapons or cold weapons.

But now Henry is holding live ammunition from hemucang, so these long knives, as if they are street thugs from the last century, can only quickly start looking for shelter in the restaurant, hoping to avoid Henry's weapons.

Of course, in this case, they all become the passive side.Fortunately, Henry had several hands. Even though he used weapons, he still failed to hit the key points of these people. At most, he only lost their combat effectiveness.

Henry's weapon caught the young man by surprise. Before his gates were opened, a large area of brothers over there had fallen.

In such a completely closed environment, when facing the hot weapons, the rest of them could not walk in the dining room with the exception of Henry.

The young man regretted that he would not let those guests leave at that time, so that he could have a hostage.

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of the hotel staff.

Then he ran quickly to the back hall.

However, as soon as he took two steps out, Zhou Yi found out his intention. With a fierce wave of his hand, Zhou Yi hit the young man directly in the calf with an energy inconvenience.

In an instant, the young man's legs lost consciousness.

The youth suddenly understood a word, what is called capsizing in the gutter.

If I had followed the advice to go to Henry's office building, it might not have happened.

But now it's too late to say anything. He can only pray that his reputation will not be too bad in the future.

In less than ten minutes, the entire dining room was full of people who covered some part of their bodies and kept howling.

When the young man's face was dead and gray, he moved slightly, and a dark wooden warehouse was aimed at the back of his head.

"It's a coincidence that I have only one bullet left. Do you think we are more predestined?" Henry sneered and spoke.

When the young man heard this, the sweat drops from his forehead.

Henry wanted to know, but he wanted to know.

However, Henry put away his wooden warehouse, bent down to take his knife from the youth's hand, and then stabbed him in the thigh