Movie World’s Archvillain

Wu Yang was driving wildly, and behind his car, he traced a large number of police cars.

"They came so fast that they could find the villa so soon." Giselle's eyes flashed with uneasiness.

"Don't you know the dog noses that the police have?" Wu Yang smiled. "But it's just a dog. What can I do? It's just that I enjoy it and feel chased by dogs."

Mia sitting behind shook her head. "You, it's always like this, it's just too arrogant."

"Ragidity also requires capital, isn't it? And I have this arrogant capital." Wu Yang's hand clenched suddenly.

On the streets of Los Angeles, Wu Yang played a chasing battle with a large number of police cars and helicopters, causing a large number of vehicles to explode and deaths. Wu Yang drove away and drove the fan again. America slaps.

On the side of a river, Wu Yang, Mia, and Giselle stood on the beach.

"Wu Yang, where are you going to hide the goods? Where is the most dangerous place?" Giselle asked.

Wu Yang looked at the sky. "When it gets dark, you will know what is the most dangerous place, but the safest place."

...

It was completely dark, and it was more than eleven at night.

The Los Angeles Police Chief returned to his home with a tired body. Today, he worked again for the murder of Wu Yang, a thousand-knife case. However, he found nothing, and he was desperately urging. The ordinary people in Los Angeles demanded their safety Grab Wu Yang as soon as possible.

The police chief opened the door, but found that the light in the living room was turned off. Normally at this time, no matter how late, his wife would sit on the sofa and watch TV waiting for him.

The police chief felt that there was something wrong, and quietly pulled the gun out of his waist and walked forward.

The police chief went to the switch of the light, quickly turned on the light, pointed a gun with a gun in front, and looked around. But he only saw his own wife **** *, with black tape on her mouth, lying on the floor near the sofa.

"What's going on?" The chief of police ran over immediately, holding his wife up and sitting, just about to untie the rope.

"Hi, Los Angeles Police Chief, Mr. Demiff Smith." A man's voice came over.

The chief of the police, Jamie Smith, was stiffened, then turned quickly, pointed his gun at the front, and his face "color" changed dramatically, "You, you are Wu Yang!"

Wu Yang stood about three meters away from Demif, and Mia and Giselle stood beside him, pointing guns at Demiff.

Wu Yang smiled. "It's me, Mr. Smith. The bullet is ruthless. Let's put down the gun."

"You dare to come here, Wu Yang, you are looking for death, and the confidant immediately disarmed and surrendered." Jemiff said angrily, "You have done so many bad things, God will not let you go."

Wu Yang shook his head, "Don't talk about God, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that. I came here today just to work with you on one thing."

"Cooperation? What are you kidding? I will work with you, dream about you." Jemif shook his head. "Now, I want to arrest you."

Wu Yang walked towards Jemiff, "You will cooperate with me, Mia, Giselle, don't shoot, let me play with him."

"Be careful," Mia said.

"Don't come over," Jemiff called, fired, and a bullet "shot" at Wu Yang.

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Wu Yang's fingers were facing a folder, and the bullet that "shot" was caught on his finger. "Give up, you scum, if it is not useful, I want to kill you, than kill an ant. It's simpler. "

"It's impossible, it's impossible ..." Demiff's eyes widened. "Unexpectedly, he caught the bullet."

Wu Yang suddenly stepped forward, grabbing Demiff's neck and lifting Demiff up, "For me, nothing is impossible."

Wu Yang threw Demiff out and hit a table, smashing the table into a pile of junk.

Giselle walked over and pointed his gun at Demiff's head. "Can we talk about cooperation now?"

"I can't work with you, you're dead." Demiff said angrily.

"It's really a pity that your wife is leaving you." Mia pointed her gun at Demieff's head.

"Stop it," Demieff called.

Wu Yang glanced at Jemiff's wife, "It seems you love your wife very much, well, now let's talk about cooperation."

Demiff looked at Wu Yang angrily. "What do you want to do?"

"I want you to hide something for me and hide it in your home, in Los Angeles, there should be no safer than yours." Wu Yang walked in front of Demiff and squatted down.

"what."

Wu Yang came up with a 6, "heroin worth $ 60 million."

"What did you say?" Demiff's eyes widened. "It's impossible, I can't, hide this for you."

Wu Yang dodged the gun in Giselle's hand, shoved it into Demiff's mouth, and said ruthlessly: "Then you will die, and your wife."

"Woohoo ..." Demiff twisted her head.

Wu Yang pulled the trigger slightly, and Jemiff's cold sweat came out, screaming hard, "I, I would ..."

Wu Yang pulled the gun out of Demiv's mouth. "That's the obedient child."

"Whew ..." Demiff panted, cold sweat dripping from his face.

Wu Yang stood up, kicked off the sofa, several boxes, and a black bag appeared in Jemiff's eyes.

Wu Yang kicked the black bag in front of Jemif. "It's $ 1 million here. Here's what's in those boxes, so I don't need to tell them, hide them."

Demiff looked at the black bag and swallowed. "I don't want your money."

"Really don't? You will want it. Good job, but not only 1 million, 10 million, provided that you are obedient, otherwise what is waiting for you will be a ruined home." Wu Yang The sound was extremely cold.

Jamie's body trembled a bit. "I, I know ..."

"Just know, Mia, Giselle, we're gone, don't disturb Mr. Smith and his wife." The three Wu Yang walked outside.

After the three of Wu Yang left, Jemiv trembled and opened the black bag, looking at the bundles of dollar bills inside, his eyes widened, these were his, it was his. Who doesn't like money? Live for money, die for money! ..