The two tall and as like as two peas with a height and five hairstyle are all the same. One of them is carrying Blaine, and the other is a high foot. His foot is directly mentioned to Blaine, showing a very solid leg and leg work.

The man's feet dangled in front of Brian, seemingly trying to give Brian a final blow. Sharon didn't say anything, just took his cell phone out of his pocket, aimed it at Brian and took a picture.

With a "click", the flash flashed, which directly startled the man who wanted to step out, while Richard's other men raised their guns again and aimed at Sharon.

Richard also changed his face. He reached out and pointed to Sharon and shouted, "what are you doing?"

"What else can I do? Of course it's photography. Can't you see it?" Sharon also held up his cell phone, "come on, don't be so nervous, smile..."

Richard couldn't help it any more. He pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Sharon's head. He snapped, "give me your cell phone right away."

Sharon shook the remote control in his hand: "sorry, what did you say?"

Richard gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe you dare to press it."

"Really?" Sharon rubbed his finger on the red button of the remote control and smiled, "since you don't believe it, you can try it."

Looking at the explosive bag on the iron cabinet, everyone didn't look very good.

How do you try?

Unless one shot hits the head, Sharon will detonate 100% of the explosives and die together.

But no one is willing to bet his life that he will hit Sharon in the middle of the eyebrow. As long as it is slightly biased, Sharon will definitely have time to press the remote control button.

So the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

A group of big men pointed guns at Sharon, but no one dared to shoot. They could only watch Sharon take a cell phone and shoot everyone one by one.

"Hey, you bastard, still shooting? Don't be shameless. "

Richard hated the itching of his teeth, but he was also difficult to ride a tiger. There was no way to take Sharon for a moment.

He was a man of the same word in Paris. No one but the big men in Congress gave him a little face, inspector Richard. He bullies ordinary people as much as he wants. When did he encounter hob meat like Sharon.

"Observer Wang Sen, what do you mean?" Looking at the face of the explosive bag, Richard absolutely endured it and said with strong anger, "do you want to mind your own business and save this man?"

"Save people? No, no, no... "Sharon shook his head like a rattle." I just kept the evidence so that I could explain to those above when I went back. My men did sacrifice, not betray the country and escape. "

"Your men?" Richard narrowed his eyes. "Is this guy the prisoner of the fornan manor tragedy? Did you Americans direct the tragedy? "

"It doesn't matter. What you say is what you say. It has nothing to do with me anyway." Sharon put away his cell phone and said with a smile, "now I'll go back and explain. You don't care about me. Go on."

This continues to fart.

Not to mention the man arrested, it may not be the real murderer. Even if it is the real murderer, the police can't Lynch.

It's OK to do such things in private. Once exposed, the French police will lose their face completely.

What's more, this man is indeed an American, even if he died secretly. If the video of killing him appears in the American media, the meddlesome American will not give up.

Richard naturally saw that Sharon was messing around, and his purpose was to save the man. He snorted, "observer Wang Sen, let's stop talking nonsense. How on earth will you give us your cell phone?"

Sharon smiled: "if I don't need this mobile phone, naturally I don't have to keep it."

Richard sneered: "I just want this man. I said earlier, why do we do this and hurt our feelings."

With that, he shook his head and grabbed Brian's tall man. Although he was unwilling, he obediently threw Brian over the iron cabinet and at Sharon's feet.

Brian, who looked dying just now and seemed to be dying, now got up shakily from the ground, nodded at Sharon and said hard, "thanks, head."

Then he turned as like as two peas of blood and pointed at the two men who were almost identical. "What are your names?"

"What? Want revenge? " One of the men disdained to sneer, "my name is Dan Duca. That's my brother, Jan Duca. If you want revenge, we are always welcome. "

"Enough, Dan." Richard gave a cold drink and held out his hand to Sharon. "I'll let you go. It's your turn to take out your cell phone."

Sharon shrugged, took out his cell phone and threw it to Richard. Richard turned on his cell phone and was relieved to make sure that there were the photos he had just taken.

"If there's nothing wrong, then the meeting tonight will be over. Let's go back and have a rest. After all, we'll be busy tomorrow night, won't we?"

Sharon shook the remote control in her hand and walked out of the kitchen with Brian limping. Knowing this time, Liu Jian, who had been watching the play, nodded to Richard with an inexplicable smile at the corners of his mouth, "then I'll leave too."

Then he left quickly.

A fat man in a suit came up behind Richard and whispered, "head, just let them go?"

"Otherwise?"

Richard glared at each other, impolitely threw the explosive bag into the fat man's arms, and shouted fiercely, "take this thing and roll away at once. The farther you roll, the better."

Walking out of the hotel gate and feeling the night breeze outside, Xie Lun turned and looked at Liu Jian coming out from behind, and took the initiative to say, "this fellow is in a foreign country. We all have to help each other."

Liu Jian, who was naturally silent, did not reply, but nodded to Xie Lun indifferently.

Sharon was not angry, took out a business card, stuffed it into Liu Jian's coat pocket, and then patted the other party on the shoulder: "what do you need to make the above phone, and... Don't trust French men, they are not as kind as French women."

With that, Sharon took Brian into his scarlet sports car, and a harsh roar of the engine left the dust.

Liu Jian looked at the shadow of Xie Lun's car in the distance. His eyes flashed. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Inside the car, Brian couldn't hold on any longer. He covered his chest and began to spit blood. If I were an ordinary man, I'm afraid Richard would have been killed alive long ago. Only his strong willpower can be regarded as sticking to the end.

"Tut Tut, spitting so much blood can make Mao xuewang."

Sharon shook her head and handed Brian a glass bottle: "drink it."

Brian looked at the pale green unknown liquid in the glass bottle and frowned, "what's this?"

"As you are now, do you still have to worry about what you drink?"

Brian thought what Sharon said was reasonable. Anyway, he couldn't last long. What's more, Sharon saved himself. Even if this bottle is poison, it doesn't matter if he drinks it himself.

"If I don't hold on, please be sure to take a message to my daughter and say I love her."

With that, Brian unscrewed the plastic cap from the glass bottle, leaned back and drank it. Then he felt that his body seemed to ignite a fire, which spread to every corner of his body in an instant.

"Ah ah..."

After a shrill roar, Brian tilted his head and fainted.

Sharon touched Brian's neck to make sure he was still alive, took a breath and whispered, "I hope Killian found this thing useful... But it doesn't work too well. I don't want a hulk at this time."