Chapter 2193 The Fun Begins

Yan Pobei was tall and strong. When he rushed towards Shekov, Shekov felt like a mountain was pressing down on him.

It can be imagined that Yan Pobei's powerful momentum can make Xiekov feel that the opponent is a mountain!

Yan Pobei looked a little clumsy, but the next moment he yelled, he had already arrived in front of Shekov.

"call--"

His left hand suddenly swept towards Shekov and grabbed him.

Great skills but no skill, punches are like the wind.

Yan Pobei's moves were generous and simple, but they had a terrifying momentum that made Shekov feel inexplicable fear.

Xiekov looked at Yan Pobei's sweeping hand, endured the pain and punched suddenly, his movements as fast as lightning.

"boom!"

The fist hit Yan Pobei's sweeping arm, and even hit the elbow joint.

However, Shekov's expression was not happy, but suddenly changed.

He only felt a punch hitting the iron plate, and the bones in his fingers were shattered inch by inch.

Moreover, because Yan Pobei's arm was sweeping forward, the powerful impact force was even more terrifying.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and Shekov's hand was broken.

Shekov screamed and subconsciously took three steps back, almost crying.

The next second, Yan Pobei's arm continued to move and hit Shekov hard on the chest.

"boom!"

Shekov's body shook violently, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and nose, and then he fell straight out, and then hit a van hard.

"Boom!"

The van was dented and all the windows were shattered. Shekov spat out a mouthful of hot blood and fell to the ground with a groan, looking very painful.

I also vomited out all the vodka I drank at night. It smelled very bad.

Yan Pobei pulled out a gun and calmly came to Shekov who was lying on the ground covered in blood. Without saying a word, he put the gun between his eyebrows:

"Shekov, it's time for you to hit the road."

The hotness of the gun's muzzle penetrated into Shekov's heart.

"who are you?"

Xiekov stared at Yan Pobei and coughed: "Why did you come to ambush us?"

Yan Pobei sneered: "You are going to die, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Shekov managed to squeeze out a sentence: "We are members of the 'Death Squad'. If you kill me, Tarxiong Lev will kill you in revenge."

He felt that the guy wearing a mask in front of him seemed familiar, but he couldn't recall it for a moment because he couldn't see his facial features.

Yan Pobei frowned deliberately: "Ta Xiong Lev..."

Feeling Yan Pobei's fear of Tarxiong Lev, Shekov suddenly had a ray of light in his eyes, and he caught a chance of survival:

"Yes, Tarxiong Lev is our boss. You must know how powerful he is. Anyone caught by him will definitely die."

"Even if you run away to the ends of the world, he will kill you."

"Take away the weapons and five million euros and let me go. I'll pretend nothing happened tonight."

Shekov made a last-ditch effort: "You ambushed us just to get money. There is no need to kill them all."

"What you said makes sense."

Yan Pobei said in a cold tone: "I want to believe you and let you go, but when Ta Xiong asks about this change, how do you explain it?"

"I can say that the Thirteen Alliance wants to take advantage of others."

In order to survive, Shekov quickly said: "I put the responsibility on the Thirteenth Alliance. The fat dogs and the others stole the money and arms."

"And I barely survived by pretending to be dead."

Shekov found a good reason: "In this way, Tower Bear will only seek justice from the Thirteen Alliance and Fat Dog."

"And Fat Dog and the others are already dead. No matter how hard Tarxiong Lev searches for them, there will be no results, so the matter will definitely go unsolved."

Shekov expressed his thoughts to Yan Pobei: "You don't have to worry about Tarxiong Lev's revenge."

"This is a good idea. You should call Tarxiong Lev now and tell them that it was the fat dogs of the Thirteenth Alliance who swallowed your goods."

Yan Pobei hummed: "If I hadn't heard you tell him this excuse with my own ears, I wouldn't have believed you let us go."

"Okay, okay, I'll call right away."

Shekov quickly took out the satellite phone and endured the pain to dial a series of numbers: "I will never lie to you."

Yan Pobei stepped forward indifferently and pressed the record button on the phone to record all of Shekov's conversation.

Xiekov was slightly startled. He didn't expect Yan Pobei to be so careful, but he didn't care. He wanted to survive first, so he turned on the speakerphone:

"Mr. Tarbear, I am Shekov."

At this time, the phone happened to be connected, and a rough roar came from inside: "Shekov, what is going on? Who ambushed you?"

When Shekov heard this voice, he shouted to the other end of the phone:

"Mr. Ta Xiong, no good, no good, the transaction was attacked, the fat dogs took advantage of the evil, and caught us off guard..."

"My brothers are all dead. I'm the only one pretending to be alive. Come and support me..."

While shouting into the phone, Xiekov looked at Yan Pobei and nodded slightly, and he cursed in his heart:

I am now saying that the Thirteen League is a gangster, and I will stab you out as soon as it is safe to go back. You really have strong limbs and a simple mind.

"boom!"

As if he had caught Shekov's plan, Yan Pobei suddenly raised his hand, pulled the trigger, and shot Shekov's head off.

Shekov's body shook and he fell heavily on the snow, his head spattered with blood and his eyes widened in shock.

He didn't seem to have thought that Yan Pobei would kill him like this.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then he shouted sharply: "Hey, hello, Shekov, what's going on? What's going on?"

Yan Pobei took a step forward, hung up the roaring phone, and then shot Shekov in the heart again:

"goodbye."

Tonight, except for Concubine Chen Xiu, no one was left. How could he give Shekov a way out?

"It's time for you to say goodbye."

At this moment, a cold voice came over. Yan Po looked north and saw a short, fat man squatting behind the tires of a truck.

He was carrying a rocket launcher that he had finally assembled successfully, and the warhead flashed with an aura of death in the firelight.

It's the fat dog.

He laughed ferociously: "Let's die together."

Before he finished speaking, a jade hand suddenly appeared behind Fat Dog's head. The jade hand held a short gun, and the muzzle of the gun was staring at Fat Dog's head.

"boom!"

A shot went off, Fat Dog's body was shaken, his head was splashed with blood and he fell to the snow...

The last silhouette of his eyes is Chen Xiufei's determined and pretty face...

Thousands of miles away, Ye Tianlong was massaging Shangguan Xiaozhi's whole body so that she could relax while being busy.

At this time, a text message came in. Ye Tianlong wiped his left hand with a tissue, clicked on the message and glanced at it, then burst into a smile.

Shangguan Xiaozhi, who had been enjoying with his eyes closed, opened his beautiful eyes when he felt something strange. When he saw Ye Tianlong's expression, he smiled sweetly:

"Smiling so happily, has King Yan completed his mission?"

Ye Tianlong smiled and replied: "The mission is completed. Both Shekov and Fat Dog are dead, and a large number of heavy weapons were recovered."

Shangguan Xiaozhi opened his red lips again and said, "Is Concubine Chen Xiuzhi okay too?"

Ye Tianlong sighed softly: "It's okay, she also killed the fat dog."

"She is an extraordinary woman who knows how to submit a petition."

Shangguan Xiaozhi raised his slender left leg and slowly placed it on Ye Tianlong's shoulder: "What a good show."

Ye Tianlong held the woman's ankle and his smile became intriguing:

"The fun has just begun..."