People in DC, every day administrative leave

Chapter 48 048. She really likes art
"I'm just going to do something."

Zhang San didn't say what he was going to do, Sophia turned to look at him and then turned back.

It was getting dark.

The taxi drove into the city from the highway, and then stopped in front of a big hotel.

A man and a woman all got out of the car, and the discerning parking officer next to him immediately stepped forward to take the car keys from Sophia's hand.

"Hello."

The beautiful woman at the front desk of the hotel smiled and looked up at Zhang San who was walking and Sophia who was following him.

"A room."

"Ok sir."

Hearing that he only opened one room, Sophia thought to herself that this man is really frugal.

In the elevator, Zhang San suddenly asked her: "Aren't you afraid that I'll take the opportunity to fuck you?"

Unexpectedly, Sophia slowly raised her clenched right hand towards him and said, "Don't look at your size, I'm not afraid of you."

"is it?"

"Of course! I often go to the gym and practice Sanda!"

Looking at her slightly muscular appearance, Zhang San smiled and nodded in agreement:
"Ah yes, as long as you lock me up with the deadly scissors, I'll just fall to the ground and surrender."

"It's better!"

Ding.

The two talked all the way into the room, and Zhang San came out after a long time.

After leaving the hotel, he followed the navigation on his mobile phone and arrived in front of a large nightclub on the street.

"Sorry, it's full."

The two black security guards at the door stopped him. Although Zhang San looked quite burly, the other party was not a pickpocket.

One of the strong men, nearly two meters tall, saw him taking out the money to bribe him, so he knocked the money to the ground.

"Sorry sir, it's full."

The strong man showed him the pistol hidden under his clothes and spoke in a serious tone.

"Ugh"

Sighing, Zhang San left the banknotes that fell on the ground, turned and left.

After about 2 minutes, an oversized keyboard appeared in front of the nightclub with his black hand holding a weird submachine gun.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
After several gunshots, the two security guards at the door fell to the ground before they even had time to draw their guns. Their heads were like exploding watermelons.

It's a bit flawed, but not perfect.

The gunshots outside the nightclub made several people playing inside nervous, and all the bodyguards around them took out their guns and aimed at the door.

However, under the gaze of a group of people, what came in from the door was not an enemy, but several flash bombs thrown in by the enemy!

Bang bang bang!
The flash bombs that exploded in succession caused a group of bodyguards to temporarily lose their eyesight, and the harsh sound in their ears also made them lose their access to information.

However, these people did not panic. The powerful firepower in their hands was simultaneously released in the direction they had previously aimed.

click!Kaka!

The door of the nightclub was smashed into a honeycomb by the bullets they fired, but the enemy was nowhere to be seen.

When they changed the magazine one by one, an incredible thing appeared in everyone's eyes.

"keyboard?!"

special---!

Rapid gunshots rang out, and the group of people died in just an instant, leaving only two middle-aged men hiding behind the table with pistols.

"If you don't want to die, just cooperate."

Zhang San, who was disguised as a keyboard, kicked away the obstructing table with his hand in his hand, and then used the muzzle of a gun to drive the two terrified-looking people into a single room.

"We will give you whatever you want! As long as you let us go!!"

Facing such a monster-like thing, they were scared out of their wits early in the morning.

Who knows if this keyboard with four limbs is an alien! ! !
Also, why haven’t those damn police come yet!
"I heard from a friend that you have cooperated with that penguin?"

"Yes!" "No!"

Ha ha
He pointed his gun at the middle-aged man who said no. This man didn't seem to cooperate.

"Sorry!!! I was deaf and didn't hear clearly just now! Yes! We did work with him!"

The men who were facing each other with guns were almost scared to pee. They used to be happy when they pointed their guns at others, but they changed sides today.
"I also heard from my friends that there are some good things in your warehouse now, isn't it?"

The two of them slightly raised their heads and glanced at the translucent black keyboard. When they saw that they couldn't find each other's face, they lowered their heads and said, "Yes."

You can also make friends with your keyboard! ?

The friend of the fucking keyboard is not the mouse, is it? !
damn it!
And those policemen!
Oh shit!

In their hearts, they scolded the police who liked to make trouble the most in this city, but did not make trouble at this time.

"Take me to see."

After hearing this, the two of them finally knew what this keyboard was for.

Its target is that pile of munitions!
"This Mr. Keyboard?"

"Ok?"

The middle-aged man who said yes before stood up and said flatteringly, "That pile of ammunition is in the warehouse at the port. Shall I drive you there?"

Zhang San looked at him without saying a word, but the muzzle of the gun aimed at the other person moved to his head.

咕咚
The middle-aged man who was slightly bald was instantly swept by a chill, and he begged for mercy tremblingly: "Mr. Keyboard, don't kill me."

Bang!
A blooming corpse fell down, and some splashes of red and white fell into the mouth of the man next to him who was gasping for air in panic.

Cough cough cough.!

The man whose face turned pale from fright spit out the fishy stuff in his mouth.

"What's your name?"

"Raphael"

"Why did you get the name turtle?"

"what?"

With a pale face, Raphael dared not ask why the name became a tortoise. His mother obviously named it after Raphael Sansi, a famous Italian painter.
"Raphael, I don't like liars very much, do you understand?"

The translucent black keyboard kicked the body lying on the ground, and Raphael nodded quickly:
"I'm honest, sir! I'm just a little deaf!"

As he spoke, he took out a key from the corpse, then stood up tremblingly and said to the big keyboard in front of him:
"Sir. That pile of ammunition is in the basement. I'll take you there."

"Ah."

The terrified Raphael walked in front, and the big keyboard with a gun in one hand followed behind him.

They crossed the hall strewn with corpses and made their way to a secret door leading to the basement of the nightclub.

This rather weird scene in the hall was secretly seen by girls in cool clothes hiding in the backstage of the nightclub.

The big gangsters in this city, Raphael and Michelangelo, only one of them came out of the single room alive
And the surviving Raphael no longer looked like he was calm no matter what he encountered before, but now he looks like a frightened fawn!
(End of this chapter)