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Chapter 434

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The man who had screamed just now was killed by the man with the gun!

Hua Meiling and the rest had never seen anything like this before. They covered their mouths in fear, not daring to make a sound.

The crowd was already in a frenzy. Some of them reacted quickly and turned to run.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The man with the Browning pistol fired mercilessly at the fleeing group.

Screams, kill! Run, kill!

For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded by the sudden turn of events. They were overwhelmed by fear in the next second.

Who was this man? How could he kill so brazenly?!

Everyone was clamoring in their hearts. At the same time, they were regretting why they had appeared here today.

The gun in the man's hand was a pistol! A real gun! He had shot and killed someone!

"Everyone, if you run away again, don't blame my bullets for being blind!" The man shouted with the Browning pistol in his hand. He shot and killed several foreigners.

It was as if killing was as simple as eating and sleeping to him.

"Devil!" Hua Meiling and the rest muttered in their hearts. Then, they began to tremble in fear.

The man with the gun had spoken in English, but Hua Meiling, Yun Jian, and Qing You did not have a language barrier.

Not long after, everyone present began to tremble. They were afraid that they would encounter something like this. They all trembled and tried to hide behind their companions.

"Sister Jian, he's Tulige's subordinate, Saibeier. He's ranked thirty-first in the organization," Qing You went close to Yun Jian and whispered into her ear.

Tulige was one of the old men of the Kosha Mercenaries who was often mentioned. He had a place in the Kosha Mercenaries and was also the most loyal subordinate of the previous boss of the Kosha Mercenaries.

This man with the gun named Saibeier was Tulige's subordinate, which meant that he was Yun Jian's enemy.

When Zhang Ziyuan saw Yun Jian and Qing You leaning against each other, he thought that they were scared.

Therefore, he abandoned his girlfriend, Fan Weiwei, and went to Yun Jian to speak to Yun Jian and Qing You in concern, "Don't be scared, I'm here!"

Qing You stopped talking to Yun Jian when she saw Zhang Ziyuan coming over.

Zhang Ziyuan thought that Yun Jian and Qing You were scared instead, so he spread his arms and used his body to hide them behind him.

Zhang Ziyuan's action allowed Yun Jian and Qing You to avoid Saibeier's gaze.

Saibeier looked around and saw that everyone around him was looking at him with fear, which made him even more arrogant.

"You, come over here!" At this moment, Saibeier suddenly caught sight of Hua Meiling, who was wearing a floral dress. He looked at Hua Meiling lecherously and hooked his finger at her.

Saibeier of the Kosha Mercenaries, ranked 31st, was a promiscuous bully.

Hua Meiling was terrified. She stood where she was and shook her head, shrunk into herself nervously.

Her action infuriated Saibeier.

"F * ck, woman, I'm flattering you by asking you to come over here! You shameless b * tch, f * ck! "Saibeier growled but he did not kill her directly since he had not tasted Hua Meiling yet.

He ran over in an attempt to grab Hua Meiling.

Hua Meiling was even more frightened by the turn of events. She shrunk into herself and leaned against Fan Weiwei behind her.

A glint flashed across Fan Weiwei's eyes. She thought viciously that it was Hua Meiling who had provoked Yun Jian and Qing You. Therefore, Fan Weiwei steeled her heart and pushed Hua Meiling toward Saibeier.

Just as Hua Meiling was about to be caught by Saibeier, the crowd saw a silhouette flash by.

Saibeier's hand that reached for Hua Meiling's chicken claw was broken by Yun Jian who appeared out of nowhere.

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