Martin's whole body was shaken to a sieve, and his legs were elastic. Soon his crotch was wet: "brother... Brother, don't be impulsive."

Martin was so arrogant one second ago that he peed his pants the next. It's funny.

"My father is Lawrence, you dare to kill me!" Martin trembled and swore.

Bang!

Qin Lang smashed the butt of his gun directly, and martinton's head was broken.

"Laurence, I don't care who your father is. Today, either you keep your promise or I make you regret being born in this world."

"Young master!"

The bodyguards around were in a hurry. One of them said, "I advise you to think twice. If you kill the young master, I promise you won't leave San Malone alive."

Threatening me?

Qin Lang gives him a cold look. Qin Lang hates being threatened in his life. He turns his gun to him and pulls the trigger.

Bang!

A bullet hit the bodyguard's eyebrow. The bodyguard's face was stunned before he died, and he fell down powerlessly.

Qin Lang coldly drew back his eyes: "you are not a good man either. If you want to do something immoral with Martin, it's better to get rid of the harm for the people than to keep you."

Gollum.

It's quiet in the casino.

All of them swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and their image of Qin Lang was greatly improved again. They said they would kill him without any hesitation.

And Martin was so scared that he sat down on the ground, covered his bleeding head, and looked at the bodyguard's body on the ground. He was so scared that he forgot to breathe.

Qin Lang is not the low-key youth in Kowloon Bay.

Here, he is the killing God of the battlefield, the king of mercenaries and the Dragon King!

"Who's next?" Qin Lang's faint voice rang out.

This time, no one dared to retort.

Seeing this scene, Qin Lang nodded with satisfaction. He came to Martin and said, "you should keep a low profile and give you two choices. Either you fulfill your promise or you become the next one."

Qin Lang pointed to the body of the bodyguard on the ground.

This is not the state of Yan. He has no rules. He does what he says.

"My father is..."

Bang!

Qin Lang hit it again with a butt of his gun.

Martin was going crazy. He was angry and scared, but he didn't dare to resist.

"Good!" When Martin saw Qin Lang raise the butt of his gun again, he finally broke down: "I said, I said it's not OK!"

Bang!

Qin Lang has another butt.

Martin almost cried: "brother, what are you going to do? I've promised you. Do you still fight?"

Qin Lang shrugged, light way: "who let you roar so loud?"

Martin really felt that his life had fallen to the bottom!

For such a reason.

Then, Martin, under the gaze of everyone, climbed up the gambling table tremblingly: "I'm... I'm a stupid pig..."

"Speak up!" Qin Lang said, "didn't you have a loud voice just now?"

Martin gritted his teeth: "I'm a fool!"

"Ha ha..."

When he said this, the casino burst into laughter.

It's not that we want to laugh, it's that we can't help it.

Martin's face was red and bleeding, and his fists were tightly clasped. He was so old that he had never been humiliated as he is today.

He swore that when he left safely, he would have no place to bury him!

"And go on." Qin Lang takes the pistol and sits on the chair.

Martin gave him a resentful look and took a deep breath: "I'm a fool!"

"I'm a stupid pig!"

"Now you're satisfied." Martin's face was black and red, which was definitely a shadow in his life.

Qin Lang light way: "although have no sincerity, but not important."

Then, Qin Lang asked Lengfeng to take Martin's money bag with him, and the party left in such a swagger.

After Qin Lang left, Martin seemed to take time out of his strength and fell down on the table.

"Young master... Young master, are you ok?" The rest of the bodyguards rushed up immediately.Martin kicked one of his bodyguards to the ground in a fury: "rubbish! A bunch of trash

"Well, you boy, I've written down today's humiliation. We'll see!" Martin muttered to Qin Lang's back and left angrily.

Outside the casino.

Qin Lang had a good harvest this time. He not only got a few pistols to defend himself, but also gained a lot of wealth.

It's the right choice to follow Vanessa to the slums this time.

"Brother Qin Lang, your shot just now is so handsome!" Vanessa looks at Qin Lang with adoration in her eyes.

At the moment when Qin Lang shot just now, he directly captured Vanessa's heart. He made a decisive move, which was too manly.

"But chinlango, Martin's father is a port tycoon of St. Malone. Lawrence will not let you go if you do so." After that, Vanessa was full of worries.

After all, Qin Lang offended Martin just to help her stand out. If Qin Lang was chased by Lawrence, Vanessa would never forgive herself.

If it's a big deal, ask for help from home!

As soon as Vanessa clenched her teeth, her identity was not simple, but she had a conflict with her father and left home.

"Boss, we have so much money. Should we have a good meal?" Leng Feng said with a smile.

They have never had a good meal since they came to ST Malone, Australia.

Qin Lang thought about it. Since he came to Saint Malone, Qin Lang felt that his whole body's cells were active. He immediately nodded: "it's time to reward yourself. Let's go. It's my treat today."

On the other side, a port in San Malone.

This is the largest port of San Malone. The open space is full of containers. The freighters on the sea are like beasts.

In the office of the building.

"What? Did the boy really do that? " Lawrence was a man in his early fifties, with thin cheeks.

Martin stood in front of him with his head down, not daring to look up at him, but nodding.

Pop!

Lawrence slapped Martin to the ground. Lawrence pointed at him and yelled, "you trash! How could Lao Tzu's son be so useless and humiliated! "

Martin almost cried, covering half his face and crying: "I can't help it. That man is very fast and powerful. One of my bodyguards died in his hands."

Lawrence frowned at this.

killer?

If that's the case, it's not Martin's fault.

"By the way, that person is still Yan people." Martin added.

Bang!

When he heard this, Lawrence slapped his hands on the table, and his nose was crooked: "a foreigner dares to bully me. How can I get along without killing him?"

"Somebody

Soon a coquettish woman pushed the door and came in: "boss."

"You immediately go to arrange, find a kid of Yan country, bring him to see me, remember, to live, I want to let life be better than death."

"Yes The coquettish woman took a look at Martin on the ground and guessed something.

Martin immediately sneered, thinking that if you offend him at ST Malone, you're going to die.

However, who is looking for death?