48 I Bet You Don't Have Bullets In Your Gun

At the moment, the house was full of corpses, and the smell of blood permeated the small space.

In just a few seconds, there was no one alive in the two gangsters except for the two leaders.

Under the dim light, the bloodstains on the ground reflected a penetrating scarlet light.

Seeing that the people they brought were wiped out immediately, Vladimir and Wesley's complexions suddenly turned pale. When Wade killed several intruders, they didn't know that the two people in front of them were in the same group.

It's not that they didn't think about this possibility at first.

But when they saw that there were only two people on the other side, they relaxed their vigilance. They never thought that only two people could kill all of them in such a short period of time.

"Little guy, you are such a little genius, you have earned four million USD, which is much easier than when I ran around the world to make money!"

Wade pushed Katana back behind his back and looked at the phone happily. He and Lu Chuang split the bounty 50-50, that is to say, he could get two million USD in the end. This huge sum of money is enough for him to be cool for a long time.

Lu Chuang patted his head suddenly: "Sloppy, if I knew it was so easy, I should have caught the punisher together to claim the bounty, so we can earn at least 15 million USD, what a blood loss!"

Frank: "..."

I'm not dead yet, is it really okay to say such things in front of me?

"By the way, untie him first."

Lu Chuang seemed to have just remembered the existence of Frank, and was about to untie him, only to find that there was still a lock on the iron chain.

"Where's the key to the lock?"

"On him." Frank glanced at Wesley.

Lu Chuang nodded, came to Wesley and started searching without saying a word.

Wesley's face was very ugly. He could see that this Asian was not an ordinary mercenary. The strength shown by the other party just now was definitely beyond the scope of normal people.

"I think we can talk, if you want to...don't touch it, the keys are in the left pocket of my suit."

"If you don't say it, it's over."

Lu Chuang took out a key from his pocket, and took out other things inside: "Hey, what is this?"

"This is my wallet."

"Don't talk nonsense, I picked it up." Lu Chuang decisively stuffed the wallet into his trouser pocket.

Wesley: "..."

At this moment, Vladimir beside him suddenly exploded!

Taking advantage of the moment when Lu Chuang was not paying attention, Vladimir raised the revolver he had prepared, and pulled the trigger several times at Wade in front of him, and Wade fell to the ground with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, Vladimir pointed his gun at Lu Chuang and roared with a cruel smile: "Damn Asian, you are dead!"

Facing the black muzzle of the gun, Lu Chuang smiled confidently: "I counted it, and your bullets have been exhausted. I bet you have no bullets in your gun."

boom!

Lu Chuang smiled at Jiuquan, tilted his head and fell to the ground.

"Hahahaha, you idiot, I still have a bullet in my gun!!" Looking at the two corpses on the ground, Vladimilton suddenly had a sense of accomplishment of winning against the wind, and laughed wantonly.

This situation was reversed, and Wesley was both surprised and happy.

But soon, these emotions all turned into fear.

Because he saw that the two corpses actually moved!

Apart from the terrified Wesley, Frank's expression was not much better. He saw the tight-fitting man who had been shot several times stood up again. Obviously, the other party had the same Self-healing Ability as Lu Chuang.

What the hell, is this kind of ability wholesale? How can everyone come back from the dead?

I saw Lu Chuang sat up abruptly, grabbed the gun in Vladimir's hand, pointed the muzzle at his newly healed forehead, and said viciously: "I don't believe it, come again, this time I bet there must be no bullets in your gun !"

Deadman suddenly revived, Vladimir's mind went blank, and he subconsciously pulled the trigger.

click click click...

Sure enough, there was no bullet this time, after all, it was the last bullet just now.

Lu Chuang smiled triumphantly, then raised his pistol and pointed it at Vladimir's head: "It's your turn, guess if there are any bullets in my gun."

Vladimir swallowed: "Yes, I bet there are bullets!"

boom!

Looking at Vladimir's body, Lu Chuang said angrily: "Damn it, you won it again!"

Ignoring Wesley who was stunned aside, Lu Chuang picked up the key and walked over to unlock the chain for Frank.

Looking at Frank with a bruised nose and swollen face like a pig's head, Lu Chuang hesitated for a few seconds, took out his plastic bag mask, and said thoughtfully: "Take it, you should need this, I'm afraid your face will be recognized by those criminals , they will not be able to help laughing when they see you in the future."

After all, Frank is a brutal and iron-blooded tough guy, which is related to his image management, and Lu Chuang is also thinking about the other party.

Well, sincerely...

Frank looked down at the plastic bag with two small holes poked in it and a 'pork discount' sticker on the back.

He definitely had reason to suspect that this was a trap, otherwise it would be hard to explain why this guy just happened to show up wearing this ridiculous mask.

Frank kept a straight face and didn't take the plastic bag.

He would rather wear this pig's face than wear this vile mask.