Chapter 177 You are worthless (Part 1)

On the flat road, street lights emit slightly yellow lights.

The off-white asphalt road and the newly paved asphalt make the overall color of the road look a bit weird.

Fuguihua Hotel is located in a remote street in Keelung Port. At this moment, all the stores on both sides of the street are closed. In this corridor that passes by, there are only dim lights and insects that keep bumping into the lampshade.

At the front of the sight, at the corner of the street two hundred meters away, there were more than a dozen men in black.

Most people hold a long strip of flakes wrapped in black cloth in their hands, and it is not difficult to guess that the black cloth is wrapped in a long knife.

This is actually nothing. What really made Zou Lang feel numb on his scalp was the long strips wrapped in black cloth in the arms of the three men in the head.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the air was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

Zou Lang, whose face suddenly changed, subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him, but found that there were more people behind him than in front of him.

There were almost twenty people, and he saw a lot of them he knew.

For example, the man with the green Buddha on his chest, the cruel and ruthless Christian, but the man who made Zou Lang feel the most uneasy was the man among the group.

She was wearing a white suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on her nose, which looked particularly dazzling among the group members of the club in black clothes and black pants.

In addition, unlike the members of the community who either have machetes or hold guns around, Chen Changqing only has a fruit knife with a blade of no more than ten centimeters in his hand.

It looks a bit weird, but it makes people feel inexplicably cold

There was a wolf in front and a tiger behind. Zou Lang's gloomy expression flashed. His brain was running rapidly. He glanced at A Xue, who was walking corpse next to him, and then grabbed A Xue's hair.

Regardless of the other party's pain, his pretty face twisted, was pulled to the ground hard.

He shouted loudly to Chen Changqing, his fierce eyes as decisive as a jackal:

"Brother, this woman gives you this. Play whatever she wants, plus 20 million. What's going on today? You can discuss something well. If you offend something, I will go and apologize myself tomorrow."

Four or five trusted younger brothers were followed around him. Under the huge difference in number, Zou Lang felt the danger.

Not to mention that I didn’t carry any weapons on my body, it would be useless even if I carried them.

The people who blocked both ends of him were holding not only machetes, but also weapons suspected to be guns.

The only thing he wants now is to escape this disaster, as for other things?

Looking at Chen Changqing in a white suit, Zou Lang's gloomy eyes were a bit ruthless. As the young leader of Keelung Port, as long as he passes this level, he will definitely make the people in front of him pay the price!

But Chen Changqing ignored it and shook his wrist.

With three times the physical fitness of a normal person, coupled with the unique terrifying violence of Hongquan, the cheap fruit knife in his hand flew out like a bullet.

Just heard a "bang!"

Before everyone could even react, the little brother, the mangrove dog standing in front of Zou Lang, stabbed the blade of the fruit knife directly into his head, and the terrifying force even shattered the back of the mangrove dog's head.

Just like the war drums that sounded in ancient wars, the atmosphere suddenly became cold and solemn in Keelung Bay at night.

And the mangy dog ​​who fell to the ground with a "thump" sound and his body kept spasming and twitching.

Zou Lang's pale face suddenly showed a strange excitement, and a sharp and harsh sound came from his throat:

"They are on the horse. These Hong Kong guys are not going to live. Brothers will fight with them!"

The remaining few younger brothers, when they saw that the people in front of them had no intention of talking, instantly realized that today's bloody battle was inevitable.

They are all outlaws, and they were having fun in the bar before.

At this moment, I didn’t want to survive. Everyone was thinking about how many people could take before they died. Instead, Zou Lang, who was shouting the loudest at the beginning?

He is the most exciting among everyone, but he is also the calmest among everyone at this moment.

All the little brothers rushed up, but Zou Lang ran towards his blue sports car desperately.

With a "click", the car door was opened.

The stupid plot in the movie did not appear. The quality of the sports car was better than expected. Zou Lang easily opened the sports car door.

But as soon as I entered the car, Zou Lang's face changed.

Because under the driver's seat, the line to start the car was cut off, and in less than a second, a layer of sweat appeared on Zou Lang's forehead. He picked up the wires in a panic and kept colliding together.

Try to force the sports car to open.

Outside the car window, the first sound was a sound of gunfire, followed by a tragic wail.

The miserable screams were creepy, especially accompanied by the "huh~huh" breathing and the sound of chopping ribs. At Keelung Port at night, people felt inexplicably chilled after hearing this.

Gradually, the screams became weaker and weaker.

Zou Lang in the car was still rubbing the lines frantically.

The whites of eyes were filled with blood, and large drops of sweat came out from their foreheads. The trembling palms pinched the two lines, and an electric spark representing hope appeared from time to time.

"Boom~"

A sensation from the engine, sweat and oil stains on the face.

Zou Lang's expression was crazy and ferocious, and it was not like the "giggling" laughter that humans could make out was shouting out from his throat. He looked at the group of members of the black-clad clubs around him, and even sat in front of the Fugui Flower Gate not far away.

, Chen Changqing in a white suit.

Accompanied by the joyful and excited smile, Zou Lang stepped on the accelerator with a crazy look on his face:

"I'm going to kill you!"

The quality of a sports car for millions is absolutely nothing to say.

Under the stimulation of the drug, Zou Lang's only thought was to hit and kill Chen Changqing.

As for those little brothers who were hacked to death?

Zou Lang doesn't care. Such a fool who wants money but lives can catch a lot of money at any time if he wants it.

What he has to do now is to pour out all the fear and anger in his heart.

However, before the car could drive forward five meters, the blue sports car slowly stopped.

It was like a dying man who was looking back, the roaring sound of the engine dissipated little by little, leaving Zou Lang sitting in the cab with a look of surprise.

The hands and feet on the car were made by Brother Dao. In addition to cutting off the ignition line of the sports car, he also destroyed the fuel tank and even threw a handful of dust at the engine air inlet.

According to him, staying in a human being is a thread, and God said that everyone has the possibility of being redeemed.

But most people still think that Brother Dao did this just to satisfy his bad taste.

Just like this, Brother Dao, who looked at Zou Lang's stiff expression, holding an ak47 in his left hand and a cross necklace wrapped in his right hand, was the one who laughed the most among everyone present.

"Click!"

The orange-red flames and the tan tobacco were lit.

Chen Changqing, who was sitting on the steps, sucked the lipstick tower, and a mouthful of blue smoke sprayed out, as if the strong smell of blood in the air had dissipated a lot.

Zou Lang, who was forcibly dragged out of the sports car, was already scared to death and could not walk with his legs. He was still dragged by two people and was brought to Chen Changqing.

As we came over, we looked at the chopped uninhabited corpses, thrown into my blue sports car like goods.

Zou Lang's face was bloodless and his pale face was like white paper, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Before Chen Changqing could speak, he shouted in horror:

"My dad is Zou Pengzu. He loves me the youngest son. Yesterday's incident has nothing to do with me. It was my dad who asked me to do it. Don't kill me. As long as you don't kill me, I can give you money. You want to be here

You can do any business."

How strong can a person's desire to survive?

Zou Lang in front of him is a living example. He is still young and has plenty of time to squander extravagant.

As long as he can survive, Zou Lang can agree to anything.

Even though he knew very well that once the Ni family's business was launched on Wandao, it would have a huge impact on the Jiuhuan Gang, and it would even be possible that it would be doomed, he didn't care at all.

As for what happened yesterday?

In fact, in Zou Lang's opinion, it is nothing.

It’s not that he doesn’t understand the rules, but that he judges others by himself. He believes that everything in this world can be exchanged for benefits. This is also why he said he would pay 20 million to work hard at the beginning.

However, Chen Changqing's attention to Zou Lang's words is different from that of ordinary people.

As a mouthful of blue smoke sprayed out, his eyes calmly looked at Zou Lang in front of him:

"Your dad loves you very much?"

It seemed as if the man who fell into the water grabbed a life-saving straw and Zou Lang, who was kneeling in front of Chen Changqing, nodded wildly:

"Yes, my dad wants to train me to be the next leader of the Jiuhuan Gang."

"We can cooperate. There are tens of millions of people in Wandao. With my help, your business will definitely be very popular."

"You can't kill me. If you kill me, my dad will take revenge on you wildly. We can cooperate and make a lot of money together."

He blew up the ashes and looked at Zou Lang who was dying about to survive in front of him.

Chen Changqing couldn't help but smile. He pushed his golden glasses and took out a cell phone from his pocket:
Chapter completed!