(I kept the eighth position, but the data of the member point is one different from the seventh. Uh, you know... I will still update the third time, and I will update it in the afternoon!)

After Murong Xiao opened the garage, a streamlined cabriolet sports car almost blinded him.

The silver body shines with a diamond-like luster, explaining the combination of speed and passion.

"Wow! handsome!"

On the other side, the man in black gave the other three to tie him up and said to Huangmao: "You go to the old place to wait for me!"

"What about us? Boss, are you going to find someone to fix this kid?"

The bad boy, full of ruffian, was only thinking about revenge and came up with the anger in his heart.

"Get out! Don't come to me again, so as not to be killed by you in the future!"

The man in black glared at them, afraid that Murong Xiao would be impatient to wait, so he quickly ran towards the direction where Murong Xiao was walking.

"Boss..."

The two bad boys wanted to say something, but were pulled by the yellow hair and shook their heads.

"Stop calling, the boss took a lot of risks to save our lives this time. We can't afford to offend this person. You still have a lot to learn... He just said anger, let's go with me."

Not a minute after Murong Xiao opened the garage, the man in black ran over panting, not caring about the chill emitted from his soaked coat.

"Very good, Mr. Zhu, you were one second earlier than I thought."

Just now, Murong Xiao asked Lucifer to find out his information and knew his name, Zhu Laoshi; it was not in line with his profession name.

Zhu Laoshi's cold sweat came down in an instant. How did he know that my surname was Zhu? What would happen if he came one second late?

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he had to laugh.

"Can you open?"

Murong Xiao threw the key to him and sat on the passenger seat by himself.

"Yes, of course! xxx, the market price is 3 million US dollars, a top sports car with an acceleration of 12 in two seconds! I'm dreaming about it!"

Zhu Laoshi's hands trembled, not cold, but excited.

Immediately, Zhu Laoshi hesitated again: "Young Master, I'm afraid that your car will be dirty."

"It's okay, the plastic on the chair is still there."

Zhu Laoshi got into the car carefully, and his hands trembled several times before he got angry.

"take it easy."

Murong Xiao smiled gracefully, thinking in his mind whether he would learn to drive instead.

To be honest, Zhu Laoshi's driving skills are good. The speed of 100 kilometers per hour did not hit the city with huge traffic, and finally stopped in front of an underground ice rink.

Following Zhu Laoshi in it, the deafening carnival music made him frown; the rebellious girls in the ice rink were slid on the ice with excitement and screams under the pull of bad boys one by one, and they didn't mind the frivolous actions of these ruffian boys from time to time, which made Murong Xiao frown even deeper.

"Young Master, come with me."

Zhu Laoshi had such a strong eye. He hurriedly brought Murong Xiao to a small door guarded by bodyguards. The small door was written in a crazy font with four big words "Don't ask for it" written on it.

"Hey, Lao Zhu, what other good things are there to bring?"

The bodyguard was wearing a suit and black sunglasses, pretending to be like the Matrix, for fear that he would not know that he was from the Tao.

"This time I'm taking someone to buy the guy."

Zhu Laoshi lowered his voice and signaled the bodyguard with his eyes.

"Oh! This is my first time here, right? Please come in!"

The bodyguard in black smiled and stretched out a finger at Zhu Laoshi, indicating that he would give him a 10% rebate. Murong Xiao, who was extremely elegant, was equated with Fei Yang.

Zhu Laoshi could only smile bitterly, hoping that the boss here would not use inferior products to fool this ancestor.

Behind the small door is a huge living room, three bodyguards gather together to play poker, and the ground is filled with beer bottles.

"Go and call your boss and say that there is business."

Zhu honestly pushed a bodyguard who was in high spirits, his face flushed, and seemed to be about to win a lot of money, but in fact he had lost all of them.

The bodyguard was about to get angry, but when he heard the word "business", he looked at Murong Xiao vigilantly, and finally walked into the innermost part of the living room and knocked on the solid bulletproof door.

After a while, he walked out of it, sat back at the table, took a big sip of beer, and said, "The boss asked you to come in."

Zhu Laoshi's forehead started to sweat again. It would be fine if he treats him like this, but now it's different. There is still an ancestor! He took a sneak peek and found that Murong Xiao did not show any signs of unhappiness before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Behind the security door is a room of more than 50 square meters. There is an office desk and a huge double bed in the room, and there is no pressure to play with double flying.

At this time, a woman in disheveled clothes was lying on the bed. The woman's eyes were slightly opened, her face flushed abnormally, and she knew that she had been drugged at first glance.

The moment he saw the woman's face, a faint murderous intent flashed through Murong Xiao's eyes, and then he returned to peace.

Behind the desk, a thin middle-aged man was lying weakly on the backrest, and a trace of shrewdness flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes.

"Little brother, what do you want to buy?"

The thin man asked lightly without raising his eyelids.

"12.7mm Caliber Desert Eagle."

"Swish!" The thin man sneered, looked up at Murong Xiao, and said, "I am not an arms company here, only the 54 pistol used by the police. If you don't, just get out of here."

"Take it out and take a look."

Murong Xiao smiled gracefully, as if he did not feel dissatisfied with his rudeness, and he became more and more like a nobleman with good cultivation.

Murong Xiao's attitude made the thin man look at him strangely, and his evaluation of him was a little higher.

The thin man opened the drawer and took out two 54 pistols that were lit from it: "No need to test the gun, I make a living by reputation. I am definitely a new guy, 50,000 yuan a day, and I will give you two hundred bullets."

Murong Xiao did not answer, but moved his slender fingers and picked up the hand wall on the table.

A sense of familiarity that connects flesh and blood makes the curve of the corners of his mouth even more pronounced.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

In less than ten seconds, the two pistols turned into a pile of parts on the table. The two of them watched were stunned. Zhu Laoshi was not surprised, but just amazement. Murong Xiao became a little mysterious in his heart; the thin man was much more surprised, and he didn't notice the cigar in his hand fell to the ground.

"The main parts of both guns are very worn out, and they have been used for at least five years. Is it credible? Haha..."

"Haha! I admire you, admire you!"

The thin man stood up, stretched out a hand, and said, "It turns out that he is a young man, we are all old!"

Murong Xiao did not shake hands with him, staring at the parts on the table with a smile.

"you see me……"

The thin man clapped his hands and took out a box from under the desk: "It was just a joke just now, good guys are keeping it for you!"

He patted the box, entered the password and opened it, revealing four pistols and dozens of magazines filled with bullets.

Murong Xiao knew that these four pistols were brand new, and his background was quite not simple to get so many guys in China.

"Little brother, what to pay? Cash or credit card?"

Murong Xiao smiled slightly, and the two pistols disappeared instantly, and the other two were held in his hands: "Use a gun."

"Bang!"

With a gun shot at the head within a distance of less than half a meter, the power of the pistol was exerted to the extreme, directly exploding the thin man's head.

Zhu Laoshi was frightened and kept shaking. The fresh smell of gun oil, the faint smell of gun smoke, and the strong smell of blood. The three odors mixed together made his stomach turbulent and he almost vomited.

Murong Xiao looked plain and walked out of the house with a chuckling, as if he had just drunk a glass of water.

After three consecutive shots, the three bodyguards returned to the embrace of the god of death without even understanding what happened.

Murong Xiao knocked on the door, and the bodyguard outside the door pushed open the door and poked his head out: "What's wrong?"

But he never had a chance to stretch back, and his neck was easily twisted by Murong Xiao.

"Mr. Zhu, do you know what's going on here?"

Murong Xiao's chuckling was already even more terrifying in Zhu Laoshi's eyes than the devil: "Have I been here?"

His face was pale, and it was obviously the first time he saw a murderer, and his legs were shaking.

"My mind doing me a favor?"

"ah?"

Zhu Laoshi's body trembled, thinking that he was about to be silenced, and his cold sweat kept swelling out.

"Please help me destroy the surveillance video."

Murong Xiao said as he took out several stacks of hundreds of yuan bills from the drawer.

"oh."

If you didn't kill yourself to silence me, Zhu Laoshi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What are you doing with the money?"

"How can I buy vegetables and go home if I don't take the money?"

Zhu: "..."
Chapter completed!