Chapter 127 The Republic of China: The Third Master Han Is Here

Su Bei still couldn't help being hungry and cheap, "What kind of blood debt is paid in blood? I think you want to pass the murderous spirit of Han Sanye, and then become the next person who can cover the sky with one hand. If Qin Qi knows that you use him like this, he will definitely Can climb out of the coffin and kill you."

Wu Shui casually picked up a wooden stick as thick as an arm and hit Su Bei directly, so that Su Bei felt that he might be broken in two.

Someone stopped Wu Shui with difficulty, "Brother Shui, Brother Shui, it's almost done, and he will die."

Su Bei said angrily, "Oh, I'm getting angry from embarrassment."

When Wu Shui heard this, he wanted to beat up Su Bei again, but was stopped.

After Han Sanye came back, he found that Su Bei was gone.

After asking the servants, I learned that people from the Su family took it away.

This made Sanye Han very angry. It seemed that the Su family didn't take him seriously.

Just when he was about to go to the Su family to ask for someone, Wu Shui sent a letter, saying that if he wanted to save Su Bei, he should go to the pier.

So Han Sanye took people directly to the pier.

Wu Shui sat on the stool in front of Su Bei, and Sanye Han in a windbreaker walked in with a vicious look.

When Su Bei looked at Third Master Han, he had a double image.

He shouted weakly, "The third master is the most handsome!"

Wu Shui got up and gave Su Bei a stick directly, Su Bei muffled, and said intermittently: "Don't be jealous, you will not be as handsome as the third master in your next life."

Seeing that the next stick was about to fall on Su Bei again, Sanye Han said, "What do you want?"

Wu Shui laughed loudly, "Why, do you feel distressed? It's very simple, you killed Qi Ye, and you just apologize with death, and I will let your little lover go."

Su Bei said, "Liar, you clearly want us both to die."

Wu Shui slapped his backhand, "Shut up!"

The evil spirit on Han Sanye's body became heavier, "Wu Shui, have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this?"

Wu Shui laughed even more presumptuously, "Master Han, did you make a mistake, now I have the upper hand, it's me!"

"Why do you, Mr. Han, say these things?"

Sanye Han drew his gun and pointed directly at Wu Shui, "How do you think, Sanye Han, managed to gain a foothold in Jincheng?"

Wu Shui said without fear at all: "Does the third master Han want to say that you don't care about Su Bei, and that Su Bei is just a plaything, and it's not worth the third master's life?"

As he said that, Wu Shui shook his finger, "You can't fool me, you can't, unless you directly kill Su Bei, then I believe it! Hahaha!"

Su Bei said intermittently: "Let's fight, let me die quickly, anyway, I'm in pain now."

"It would be great if the third master could say that you love me before beating me to death, otherwise I will become a ghost and haunt the third master."

Han Sanye moved his gun slightly and aimed at Subei.

Wu Shui raised his hand, and his men threw him a gun.

He held a gun to Su Bei's chest, "Shoot, if Mr. Han misses, I can make up for Mr. Han."

This Wu Shui can be said to be, no oil and salt, no routine.

Su Bei sighed, "Brother Shui, whipping corpses is not good."

Wu Shui roared, "Shut up!"

The atmosphere was somewhat stalemate, but Wu Shui became more and more proud, "Master Han, what are you doing in a daze, fight!"

After finishing speaking, the muzzle of the gun moved down, shot Su Bei in the leg, and then said a little frantically, "Then let me demonstrate to Mr. Han."

Su Bei bit his lip tightly, the pain was so painful, this dog, can you give me a good time.

Sanye Han clenched his pistol tightly, his eyes full of the tragic look of Su Bei.