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Text 942 Western Gold Medal Killer

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    "Yes, everyone thinks you are uncultivated people!" Qian Hao nodded.  "Haha, we have no cultivation to begin with, because we are villains!" Jiang Fan shook his head and laughed.  "Are you still going to the party?" Qian Hao said.  "Oh, I don't want to go in. I think everyone won't welcome me. I'd better wait outside for the meeting to end!" Jiang Fan shook his head.  "Then I won't go in. I'll sit with you at the door and wait for them to end the meeting!" Qian Hao immediately sat on the steps.  Jiang Fan also sat down, "I noticed that you are becoming more and more mysterious. You looked so handsome when you kicked two security guards away just now!" Qian Hao said with a smile.  "Haha, it would be mysterious if I became your brother-in-law one day!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.  "Do you really like my sister?" Qian Hao looked at Jiang Fan with wide eyes.  "Haha, everyone loves beauty. Of course I like your sister!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.  "It's a pity that you are too short! You have too little hair on your body, and you are not wild enough! Hey, my sister will not pay attention to you. You are basically hopeless!" Qian Hao shook his head.  "In your eyes, do you think the taller a man is, the bigger he is, and the hairier he is, the more powerful he is?" Jiang Fan said.  "Of course! The taller and hairier a man is, the more powerful he is, otherwise that gladiator Rick would be so powerful!" Qian Hao said very seriously.  "Haha, you are wrong. We have a saying in China: 'The bigger the carrot, the hollower it is!' People who are more powerful on the surface are often the easiest to deal with! The real master is not based on tallness. The gladiator Rick you mentioned is  In fact, he is vulnerable, he is like a big balloon that pops with just a tap of a needle!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.  Qian Hao looked at Jiang Fan with doubtful eyes, shook his head and said, "I don't understand what you are saying. You said that a true master does not look at height, so what do you look at?" "Look at cultivation, whoever has high cultivation will be great!  "Jiang Fan said.  "Cultivation? What is cultivation?" Qian Hao asked confused.  "Cultivation refers to a person's comprehensive ability. Real life and death struggle depends on comprehensive ability." Jiang Fandao.  "From your tone, that gladiator Rick is not a master at all?" Qian Hao looked at Jiang Fan in surprise.  "Haha, Gladiator Rick is at best an inferior boxer in China, but he can be called a master!" Jiang Fan shook his head disdainfully.  "What about my sister?" Qian Hao asked.  "Your sister can only be considered a martial arts enthusiast!" Jiang Fanda said.  "My sister is good at martial arts. She has defeated many people!" Qian Hao said unconvinced.  "Haha, what she defeated was just ordinary gangsters. She was not a master at all." Jiang Fan said with a smile.  "Huh, do you think the SEALs from the West are great?" Qian Hao said.  The SEALs of the West are the most powerful special forces in the West and enjoy international prestige. Their devilish training is regarded as a model for special forces training.  Qian Hao is full of admiration for the SEALs of the West and dreams of becoming one of them one day.  "It's just so-so, they are not experts!" Jiang Fan shook his head.  "What, the SEALs are not even experts!" Qian Hao stood up and looked at Jiang Fan with strange eyes.  Jiang Fan smiled and said nothing, "Are you considered a master?" Qian Hao looked at Jiang Fan and asked.  ¡°If I compare with SEALs, then I will be a master!¡± Jiang Fan said with a smile.  "What! You mean you are better than the SEALs! You brag!" Qian Hao said disdainfully.  Suddenly a black car stopped in front of the hotel, and the door opened and a tall, muscular man came out.  Blonde hair, blue eyes, a high nose, and black gloves on his hands.  Jiang Fan could tell at a glance that this man was from the West, and he was full of murderous intent. Jiang Fan looked through and found that the man had a pistol on his right thigh and a saber on his left thigh.  The man walked towards the hotel door. Needless to say, this man must be a killer sent by the West. Jiang Fan immediately stood up and blocked the man's way.  "This is a private birthday party, no foreign guests are accepted!" Jiang Fan said coldly.  The man looked at Jiang Fan with disdain and said, "My name is Pigos. If you don't want to die, just get out of the way!" He spoke in blunt Chinese Mandarin.  "Pygos!" Qian Hao said in shock. He likes to check information on the Internet the most. Pegos is one of the gold medal killers in the western part of the country. He is elusive and is known as the mysterious western cowboy.  Jiang Fan didn¡¯t know what the Western King¡¯s killer was, so he sneered: ¡°You were ordered to kill Qian Lizhen and Qian Hao, right?¡± Pigos ?He was surprised for a moment, "Oh, you are the agent who protects them! Haha, it's so funny that your Chinese country sends people like you to protect them!" "Haha, even a person like me can deal with you.  What a stupid person from the West!" Jiang Fan laughed.  Pigos's hairy face immediately became ugly, "Huh, I'll give you a fair duel opportunity. Let's see who can draw the gun faster!" Pigos immediately stood on the right side of the hotel door and pointed at the hotel.  To the left of the door.  Jiang Fan looked at Pigos coldly and walked to the left side of the hotel door, "Very good, I will count one, two, three, and we will draw our guns together to see who can shoot faster!" Pigos said.  "It's not fair, Jiang Fan didn't carry a gun!" Qian Hao said.  "It doesn't matter, Qian Hao, please pick up a leaf and give it to me!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.  "What do you want the leaves for?" Qian Hao asked in surprise.  "Use leaves to duel him!" Jiang Fan laughed.  Not only Qian Hao was stunned, but even Pigos was stunned. He shook his head and said: "You Chinese people are so funny. If you use a leaf to duel with my gun, you are committing suicide!" Qian Hao picked it up.  A leaf was handed to Jiang Fan, "You're not scared, are you? Can a leaf be better than a bullet?" Qian Hao shook his head and said. After giving Jiang Fan the leaf, he immediately retreated to the door of the hotel, ready to escape.  Yi Jiangfan was killed by Pigos, and he fled into the venue.  Jiang Fan said nothing, holding the leaves between his fingers and looking at Pigos coldly.  This Pigos is very cunning. He shouts the numbers himself so that his reaction will be faster than that of the other party.  "Are you ready?" Pigos asked.  ¡°It¡¯s been prepared a long time ago, you can call out the numbers!¡± Jiang Fan sneered.  "One!" "Two!" "Three!" Before Pigos finished speaking, his hand had already gone to draw the gun. When his hand just grasped the gun, he suddenly stopped moving and stared blankly.  standing there.  Immediately afterwards, Pigos's body fell straight down, falling like an iron tower with a plop.  His eyes were wide open, there was a trace of blood between his eyebrows, and a thin scar could be vaguely seen.  Message to readers: The second update is here!
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