Making Great Fortune Overnight

Qin Lang moved and suddenly turned into a faint shadow. As the reporters were shouting, they suddenly felt that the thing in their hands had been taken away by someone. Then, a series of cracking sounds could be heard. In just one or two minutes, people stared at the pile of machines on the ground that had been crushed into pieces. They were about to go crazy.    

    

The cameras, microphones, and phones in their hands had been smashed by Qin Lang.    

    

Flowery girls cheered. They really liked Venerable Lord's temper. They originally wanted to help, but it seemed like Venerable Lord didn't give them a chance. In just a short period of time, the ground became like this.    

    

"Go away. Otherwise, the next time I smash, it will be cars and people." Qin Lang said with a calm expression.    

    

When he said these things to the reporters, his eyes never left the first reporter who had a conflict with him. That person was hiding quite far away, so he did not receive the same treatment.    

    

"You... How dare you do this?"    

    

"Which unit are you from?"    

    

"I have to compensate you, and you should be arrested. What kind of world is this? "    

    

The reporters were furious, but they could only stand on the ground and shout. From Qin Lang's skills and eyes, they could tell that this young man was not someone to be trifled with.    

    

Fenghua Xue Yue hoped that someone would rush out and attack, so they could protect Venerable Lord and teach this group of people a lesson.    

    

There were good and bad reporters. Some paparazzi were really not good at being praised. Qin Lang fixed his gaze and walked directly towards the reporter who dodged his punch. When the other reporters saw his frightening gaze, they hurriedly made way for him. No one dared to stop him.    

    

"You, come here! Don't pretend to be a reporter..." Qin Lang said lightly with a smile on his face.    

    

"The Huaqing Gang is full of trash. Sometimes they pretend to be this one, and sometimes they pretend to be that one. It's a pity that they don't look like this one. No matter what, they won't be able to wash away that punk smell."    

    

"Huaqing Gang?!" Only then did Feng Hanyue wake up as if she had just woken up from a dream. She vaguely felt that the situation was not right, so she quickly went over. Liu Mei's eyebrows stood up, and her nerves were all tensed up. She stared unblinkingly at the "reporter."    

    

The other reporters were also stunned. What was the Huaqing Gang? Could it be another explosive news? Some reporters were quick-witted and had already started searching for the words' Huaqing Gang 'on the Internet.    

    

Hearing Qin Lang's words, the reporter's expression changed drastically. He looked at his path of retreat and seemed to have been blocked by the four women. He said in surprise, "Qin Lang, how did you know about me? What right do you have to say that I'm not a reporter?"    

    

"It's simple. You have the smell of death on your body. Other reporters don't have this kind of bloody smell..." Qin Lang said.    

    

When he said that, the other reporters were shocked. What smell of death? What smell of blood? What kind of plane was this? Why did it make people so confused?    

    

"Was it the bomb you planted in the car just now? Why do you think about killing people all day long? Don't tell me you think this world is too beautiful?" Qin Lang stared into the other party's eyes.    

    

The man was a little panicked. Qin Lang had taken off his pants in front of everyone.    

    

The reporters who had been planning to get a big piece of news finally understood what was going on. The fake reporter was a sinister killer with a bomb in his hand. They panicked and wanted to run away. They wanted to find a safe place to hide.    

    

"All of you, behave!" The killer shouted and sneered, "There's a bomb hidden in my camera that can blow up a building. If you want to live, stand still. Otherwise, if I press the shutter, all of you will die! "    

    

Everyone was stunned. Looking at the twisted face of the assassin, he was truly an outlaw. Although everyone was skeptical of his words, no one dared to bet their own lives to test whether it was true or not.    

    

"Qin Lang, you are right. Next time, I will improve it. In the future, I will arrange for someone with the same temperament to do the same thing!"    

    

The bomb killer had a smile on his face. He did not care about his own situation at all, just like the sniper who was laughing to death.    

    

"Oh? So, you are a leader of an assassination mission? Are your men nearby? " Qin Lang said.    

    

"Two of them died. Those few good-for-nothings are no match for you, so I have to take action myself." The bomb killer was still smiling, making people feel a kind of fear.    

    

"Mm, it's the same for you to take action..." Qin Lang smiled.    

    

"Is that so? I have never met an opponent as strong as you before, but it's useless no matter how strong you are. I know I can't beat you in a fight, but I won't fight you. As long as I detonate the bomb gently, you will leave this world forever. At the same time, I thank these reporters for providing me with a good cover. " The bomb killer looked at Qin Lang with a proud expression.    

    

"Well, it's a pity that your plan was wrong. You can try it out. I guarantee you that you will be safe and sound, including my subordinates. " Qin Lang's expression was even more relaxed than the bomb killer's, just like how a cat caught a mouse. He was playing with the other party.    

    

The bomb killer was shaken, and his facial expression began to change. But then he returned to normal. Hehe, you're not joking, are you? This is a special bomb. Its explosive power can completely tear apart everyone present. Alright. Let's take a step back and say that even if you have great abilities... You can run away, but what about your friends and innocent reporters? It's all your fault... "    

    

Qin Lang frowned. "I told you that my friends are fine. They can walk away easily. As for these reporters, it has nothing to do with me whether they live or die. If you want to blow them up, blow them up. I think you should blow them up quickly. Don't waste time."    

    

"Stop!" A female reporter quickly stood up and shouted with a trembling voice, "Do you have any sympathy, sir? You should give him psychological guidance so that he can put down the weapon in his hand. Instead of being selfish and indifferent, I protest! "    

    

Qin Lang did not bother with her. His gaze never left the assassin, and he would not even let go of a slight movement.    

    

"Move aside!" Feng Nv shouted and pushed the female reporter away. To be honest, Feng Nv felt that Venerable Lord was their soulmate, because they felt that it did not matter whether the reporters died or not.    

    

At this moment, the bomber began to hesitate. In fact, he had learned from the sniper's lesson and wanted to take hostages to escape. However, Qin Lang did not seem to care about the deterrence of the bomb, nor did he care about the lives of the others. This made him feel like he had run out of tricks.    

    

"Qin Lang, don't force me. I don't believe that you will leave safely!" The assassin gritted his teeth and made a posture to prepare for action.    

    

"Hurry up. I have been waiting for so long. I still want to take a look. Where is the scene of you being blasted into nothingness? To be honest, even though you're the leader of those two in the morning, they can still risk their lives. As for you, you're afraid of death. How can you become a qualified leader?" Qin Lang simply held his arm, as if he was watching a good show.    

    

At this moment, an ear-piercing siren sounded from afar. Then, three police cars came whistling over, and the car stopped. A lot of special police officers came from all directions with guns in their hands, and surrounded them. The police lights were flashing. The atmosphere was tense. He raised his sword and pulled his crossbow.    

    

The smile on the bomber's face became even brighter. He looked around and said:    

    

"Qin Lang, you won't be able to catch me this time. I won't die."