But not long after Wan Ziliang left, Cui Yingying hadn't even started singing the song she ordered. Suddenly, there was a bang, and the door of the box was knocked open. Several burly men rushed in with a gust of wind, and pulled out a man whose face was covered with blood.

As soon as the person was thrown inside, the man spread out on all fours, smelling of drunken wine, was none other than Wan Ziliang!

Sang Biao, Pan Yong, Maomao Dahu and others suddenly stood up. Enying and Cui Yingying's expressions also changed instantly. Only Liu Boyang sat on the sofa and did not move.

"Lao Wan, don't embarrass your brother, stand up on your own!" Liu Boyang said lightly.

The table in the VIP box was a long table with small squares and glass embedded in it. It was quite strong. Wan Ziliang's body was not broken even after being hit by it. He got up with a groan, spat out bloody spit, and cursed: "

My mother fucked me so hard that I saw blood. No one has dared to hit me like this in how many years!"

Although Wan Ziliang's face was covered in blood, it was just a superficial injury. His brow bone was kicked open and his nose was broken. He wiped the blood from his face and was about to get up when a tall man stepped forward and stepped on him.

He stood up and said proudly: "You have such a bad tone! Do you know who these guys are? Damn you, if you dare to hit me, I'll blind you!"

Liu Boyang understood. Wan Ziliang must have staggered out just now and accidentally bumped into these people. As a result, they were so angry that they beat Wan Ziliang and threw him in.

Cui Yingying was so frightened that her face turned pale. She quickly took out her handkerchief to wipe Wan Ziliang's blood, but was pushed away by Wan Ziliang impatiently. Sangbiao Maomao and others in the box were already excited and took off their clothes one after another.

, pull out the sharp three-edged scraper.

The triangular scraper became famous in the gang fights in some second-tier cities in the north in the 1980s. This kind of tool knife originally used for machining has a high carbon content and is extremely tough and sharp. Let alone the human body, even thin steel plates can be damaged.

It can be pierced with one knife. It can be stabbed into the human body. The huge three-sided grooves allow blood and air to be released at the same time, making it easy for you to quickly pull out and stab the second knife. The wounds stabbed by this kind of knife are difficult to sew, and even if they are healed, they will be a mess.

The lumpy meat is extremely ugly.

In today's society, very few Taoist gangsters dare to use a three-edged scraper. Firstly, it is inconvenient to carry, and secondly, it is not necessary to hurt someone so severely. A machete is enough. But the brothers of Wan Ziliang's Xiongtang are different.

They all followed the example of their boss, Wan Ziliang, who was ruthless and decisive in their work. They were not comfortable with machetes and axes. Everyone had a large three-edged scraper, which they carried in a hard leather sheath at their waists. When fighting, they all used it.

Liang, the momentum of others will be reduced by three points first!

So when the people on the other side saw the three-edged scrapers exposed by them, they were obviously stunned. One of the leaders lifted up their clothes, pulled out a dark iron thing from their back waist, pushed the bullet into the chamber with a clatter, and shouted: "Fuck!"

You guys still dare to show off, let me see who dares to move, I will kill him with one shot!"

Liu Boyang curled his lips and glanced at these guys. No wonder he dared to be so arrogant. He was carrying a gun! For such two hundred and fifty, he really wasn't prepared to take action personally. It would be too cheap to do anything to them! So Liu Boyang simply looked at him with both eyes.

Close, lean on the sofa, close your eyes and rest your mind. He did drink a bit too much in the meal just now, and his head is also a bit dizzy.

When Sangbiao Maomao and others saw that the guy on the other side was real, they immediately did not dare to act rashly. They finally understood why Brother Wan, who was very skilled, was beaten. He must have been beaten because someone put a gun to his head just now!

The man holding the gun was young and had an arrogant look on his face. He held up the gun and pointed it at everyone. He said scornfully: "You are all f*cking scared. If you are wise, please kneel down! Especially you, a blind drunkard,

Kowtow to apologize to me, and by the way, discuss with your friends how to compensate you, Mr. Jing, and me. In all my life, I have never been hit by someone in vain!"

Hey! Now their purpose is clearer. They beat up some trivial people and come in with a gun to show off their power to extort money!

Wan Ziliang looked up at the hero named Jing and grinned. He climbed up unsteadily and walked towards the gun-wielding man step by step without fear. He first looked at the guy in his hand and said teasingly: "Speak.

It's so bright, I thought what you were holding was a real thing, but it turned out to be a wolfdog! I don't even think it's easy to light a cigarette with this crappy thing, so you used it to scare me? When I fucked your mother with a k47, how could you still

I'm eating nai, just use this thing to scare me, huh?!"

The last "hmm" was in a strong questioning tone, but the gun-wielding man named Jing was suppressed by Wan Ziliang's momentum. He was angry and scared, and his palms holding the handle of the gun were a little sweaty. Originally,

It wasn't a big deal, it was just that he was hit on the way to the side office. They bullied Wan Ziliang into drinking too much, beat him up and wanted to extort some money, but who would have thought that he would encounter such a person who was not afraid of death!

Wan Ziliang saw the other person's eyes twinkling, and took a step closer, holding the barrel of the gun between his two fingers, pressing it against his temple and saying: "Come on, don't be afraid, if you have the guts, just hit here, my brains will splash in your face, but

You guys don’t even think about going out today, my brothers’ scrapers are not vegetarian, right, Maomao?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Maomao Sangbiao and others who couldn't bear it came up instantly. They held a triangular scraper in their hands and pointed it at a guy next to the gun-wielding man. The scraper went straight into the aorta, and the man couldn't stand it.

He didn't have time to react, so he screamed on the spot, blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

Cui Yingying had never seen such a bloody scene. She was so frightened that she suddenly let out a scream. Even Enying's face turned pale. Liu Boyang gently patted Enying on the shoulder, pointed to the jukebox and said: "Go,

Turn the music up!"

Enying understood and got up to adjust the volume.

The group of people named Jing were completely dumbfounded. Who would have thought that Wan Ziliang's group of people would be so fierce, and they would attack without saying a word, and they would do it with dead hands. After Maomao poked the unlucky guy over with a scraper, he thought he was miserable.

The scream was too loud, and she aimed at his chest and stabbed him fiercely. The blood in the man's mouth spurted out. After a while, his eyes widened. Maomao then spat hard and cursed: "

Fuck!"

At the same time, Wan Ziliang's two fingers holding the barrel of the gun flipped over, and his thumb held the hammer. The man named Jing was so frightened that he pulled the trigger hard, but the bullet could not be fired. Wan Ziliang pulled his arm back.

, the crudely made imitation wolfdog was in Wan Ziliang's hands, and the guy named Jing was still flexing his index finger in vain.

The moment Wan Ziliang snatched the wolf dog away, he kicked Jing in the crotch. The guy named Jing squatted down with his crotch covered, his face turned pale and he couldn't move.

There were two people left, their legs were weak when they saw it, and they wanted to run away, but Sangbiao, Pan Yong and others had already rushed to block the way, kicked them over several times, and stabbed their chests and backs with the triangular scraper.

Go down, the private room is full of the sound of force piercing the flesh and the screams being muffled!

The only two people left were stabbed to death in less than a minute. Blood and flesh spattered by the triangular scraper were everywhere in the private room. Cui Yingying had already covered her face and did not dare to look. Wan Ziliang was squatting in an orderly manner.

The guy named Jing took out a cigarette in front of him, lit it with the guy's wolf dog, and said calmly: "What the hell did you just say to me? Say it again."

The guy surnamed Jing was so frightened that he peed his pants. There was a strong smell of sao in the private room. His teeth chattered and he said: "Brother...brother, I was wrong. For the sake of Brother Jinlong, please let me go."

!”

"Brother Jin Long? That Brother Jin Long?" Wan Ziliang frowned slightly.

"It's in the third box in front, Hou Jinlong!" said the man named Jing with a mournful face.

"Oh, is it the fourth son of Zhou Bolong who is known as the Twelve Diamonds?"
Chapter completed!