Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy-Four the Gun Misfire (Guarantee One)
There is a manor 12 kilometers away from the space rift DHB1509.
There are three trucks parked on the estate, and the trucks have the King Scorpion spray paint pattern on them.
The manor owner ran away when the space rift appeared.
Now this place is the territory of the Emperor Scorpion mercenary group.
Fang Yuan walked towards the manor, with the bald head and a dozen of his subordinates following behind.
When they arrived at the door, the two emperor scorpions stretched out their hands to stop them: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"I have something to do with your head." Fang Yuan replied casually.
"Our boss doesn't have time to see you cats and dogs now, get out!" The two emperor scorpion's subordinates humiliated.
Fang Yuan raised his hand and slapped it with his backhand. The star force condensed and blew the palm wind, and the two slapped the two out with two clicks.
The two screamed and flew out, rolled on the ground for a dozen laps, and then stumbled to the manor, and said harshly: "You wait!"
Fang Yuan continued to walk inside.
Soon, a group of Awakened mercenaries rushed out, surrounded Fang Yuan and a group of people and beat him.
"Fuck these bastards!"
With a wave of his bald head, he rushed up with a dozen of his subordinates and fought with the Emperor Scorpion.
Fang Yuan kicked over two people, walked into the living room of the manor, and saw five people sitting on the sofa in the living room.
The three Chinese people should be the first, second, and third leaders of the Emperor Scorpion mercenary group.
One of them was a middle-aged gentleman whom he had met in an open-air bar. Judging from his seat, he should be the second-in-command of the Emperor Scorpion.
The other two were black people, leaning on the sofa, their movements and expressions were incapable of hanging. One of them was Anderson, who had beaten him before, and now there are bruises on his face.
However, the skin is so dark that it can't be seen as a bruise, just a little swollen.
"Who has the final say on the emperor scorpion?" Fang Yuan glanced at the five people and asked aloud.
Emperor Scorpion's boss "Scorpion King" had an indifferent expression, directly treating Fang Yuan as air, and said to the gentle middle-aged man beside him, "Go out and tell those outside to stop fighting."
The middle-aged Sven stood up, walked out, and shouted outside.
Stopped outside.
The bald head brought people in, stood behind Fang Yuan, and confronted the Emperor Scorpion's people.
The Scorpion King took the cigarette from his mouth, smothered it in the ashtray, and said in an icy voice, "Breaking into my territory, if you can't give a reason today, don't even think about going out of here."
"I don't want to talk nonsense, I stole my things, and now it's too late to spit it out." Fang Yuan said coldly.
The black Anderson said in broken Chinese: "Scorpion, it's not your turn to talk about you, I have to settle the account with him first."
"Then you have to hurry up, or if someone dies, you won't be able to find someone to settle the account." The Scorpion King chuckled.
Anderson stood up, glared at Fang Yuan, pointed at the bruises on his face that were indistinguishable from his skin color, and said, "Boy, do you remember this place? Before I went to find you, you came to die yourself."
"Go away! I don't have time to talk nonsense with the orangutan." Fang Yuan said coldly.
"Damn things!"
Anderson was instantly furious, and smashed his fist into Fang Yuan's face.
Fang Yuan noticed that the black man was as irritable as ever, and he made a move when he didn't agree. When he saw his fist hit, he raised his hand and squeezed his fist with a "pop".
Then, squeezed so hard that his bones rattled, grabbed his arm, swung it over his shoulder, and recognized him.
Bang!
Black Anderson hit the wall, grunted, and fell to the ground again.
He struggled to get up,
Angrily shouted: "Blake, help me kill him!"
At this moment.
Another black man in the living room stood up and squeezed the knuckles of his fist, making a crackling sound.
This black man called Blake is stronger and more muscular.
He scolded a swear word in incomprehensible bird language, then rushed forward extremely fast, punching Fang Yuan's nose.
It is a standard boxing action, and the punching speed is extremely fast, and the boxing level is at least Lv.6 or above.
Fang Yuan dodged sideways, before he had time to fight back.
Anderson pounced from behind, and the two black men attacked Fang Yuan together.
Fang Yuan activated "Advanced Strength Enhancement", squatted down to dodge Blake's fist, and then took advantage of the momentum to sweep his legs and overturn it.
Pressing the palm of his hand on the ground, he jumped up with momentum, and punched Anderson's chin with a punch, knocking him out.
Blake fell to the ground and directly used the mixed martial arts floor technique to wrap around Fang Yuan's legs, trying to trip Fang Yuan and strangle him.
Fang Yuan's center of gravity sank, his horse steadied his steps, and the strength to break through the 200 mark made his legs feel like they were cast from steel.
Blake roared and tried his best, but he couldn't break Fang Yuan's legs.
Fang Yuan looked down at the black man wrapped around his legs and asked, "Have you had enough?"
Saying that, he lifted his leg back and kicked him on the head with the action of kicking a football.
Bang!
With one kick, Blake was kicked out, and his limbs twitched violently when he hit the wall.
the other side.
Anderson was blasted out of the sky by a punch, fell to the ground, blew Fang Yuan in horror and anger, and yelled at the Scorpion King: "Kill him! Kill him for me!"
The members of the Emperor Scorpion Mercenary Group simultaneously pulled out their pistols and aimed at Fang Yuan.
The bald-headed subordinate also quickly drew his gun and aimed at the emperor scorpion.
The two sides confronted each other, and the swords were drawn.
A gun could go off at any time.
Fang Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the Scorpion King with cold eyes, and sneered: "What? You guys kneeling and licking, I beat you like two dead dogs. Are you ready to shoot?"
Under normal conditions.
There are frequent conflicts between the Awakened mercenary groups.
After all, they are all people who lick blood on the tip of a knife, and it is common for them to do something for profit.
However, there is an unspoken rule in the conflict between the mercenary groups, that is, everything speaks with fists, and it is easy not to use guns.
You can hit anything with your fists, and whoever has the bigger fist has the final say.
Once the gun is fired, it means that the fish will die and the net will be broken.
Therefore, among the Awakened mercenary groups, guns are usually not used.
"Breaking into my territory and looking for death, the killing is also yours!" The Scorpion King scolded sternly.
"As I said, I don't want to talk nonsense. As long as your mind is not full of shi, you should know what I'm doing here. Either return the things to me and the matter is over, or shoot and see if you can kill me." Fang Yuan said coldly.
The Scorpion King narrowed his eyes slightly, and quickly weighed in his mind.
Of course, he knew what happened this time. It was the batch of plasma insect crystal armor, and the value of that batch was 300 million.
With such a large amount of money, no one would be willing to spit it out.
After thinking for a moment, the Scorpion King said, "What if I have to swallow it?"
"Then you have to kill me first." Fang Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth.
The Scorpion King's eyes narrowed slightly, and the situation stagnated.
"Shoot him! Half of the money belongs to Blake and I. If you dare to give it to him, you will die!" Anderson threatened.
The scorpion king's eyes revealed a vicious look.
The bald head noticed his gaze, and hurriedly shouted: "King Scorpion, it's breaking the rules if you use a gun!"
"Then you will die together!"
The Scorpion King showed a ferocious expression and ordered: "Shoot! All are sifted!"