As for kneeling down and begging for mercy later, it is easier to understand. Who is willing to die if he can live?

From today on, there is no yellow-haired brother from "Moon Stars" in the south of the city, and there is a yellow-haired cripple pushing a simple cart selling fried rice at the entrance of the normal school.

Maybe from time to time, brothers would call him Brother Huang and persuade him to come back to the world, but he declined them all. Some things can only be understood after they are lost. Huang Laizi saw it through and realized it, and he came ashore.

It might not be a better choice.

Having said that, when Zeng Rui walked out of the box, the corridor was already filled with waiters from Ledu and regular security guards who were paid 800 yuan a month. But looking at Zeng Rui, who was covered in blood, no one dared to stop him, letting him go slowly.

Step out of the gate of Ledu.

Just when Zeng Rui opened the driver's door, he saw several so-called internal security guards rushing out of Ledu with guys in their hands, shouting that they were full of confidence.

"Fuck NM, you can come and leave whenever you want in our Ledu?"

"You horse rider, if you have the guts, don't run away. I will definitely kill you today!"

"As for you, don't let me run away!"

The internal security guards pointed the guy at Zeng Rui and rushed down the steps towards the Wrangler.

Zeng Rui slowly inserted the key, turned on the car, and slowly pressed down the passenger window. He opened the black cloth and stuck the double-barreled gun out of the window.

Several internal security guards stopped immediately and immediately lowered their raised hands, not daring to express their anger.

"roll!"

Zeng Rui simply said "Go", and the internal security guards, as if they had been granted amnesty, rolled and crawled into Ledu with their tails between their legs.

After finishing everything, Zeng Rui snorted coldly, looked at the road ahead with a calm face, slowly started the Wrangler, and drove towards the next stop.

When Zeng Rui drove away from Ledu, a person followed him and ran out of Ledu in a panic. He didn't care about his bloody back, got into a BMW 730 and started driving away.

This person was naturally Mo Ming, who had been lucky enough to escape before. After running out of the box, he did not choose to run away, but turned into a storage room behind the hall.

This is not to say that he had any luck, trying to get Huang Mao and others to subdue Zeng Rui before he could step in and earn back the face he had just lost.

And he simply didn't dare to run out! After all, he was out of Ledu and had a wide view outside. If the lunatic really wanted to kill him, he had no confidence that he would be able to run away!

Driving into the storage room, he vaguely heard the sound of a gunshot. But he did not come out immediately. His super vigilance saved his life. If he had come out to check at that time, he would probably have bumped into him and walked out.

Zeng Rui left.

He didn't dare to run out until he heard the waiter outside saying that the murderer was finally gone.

After leaving the storage room, he chose to go to Box 1 to investigate, but the sight that looked like a slaughterhouse made his fear of Zeng Rui even more intense.

Mo Ming, who was so frightened that he lost all self-awareness, chose to drive alone without saying a word and quickly escape from this place that scared him out of his wits.

The news of Ledu's accident also reached the mouths of Xige and Yueer immediately.

The two of them chose to control and block the incident.

"Yueer, please arrange for people to send all the injured to the Third Hospital. I have already said hello to the people there."

"Okay, I've already finished coordinating with the security department. Fortunately, it's late and there's no one in the store."

"Okay, then Yue'er, I'm sorry to trouble you about this."

"Why do my brothers say these kind words?"

After finishing the call with Yue'er, Xige sat on the sofa in an apartment next to Qida.

He was almost exhausted after a busy night and had no intention of worrying about such things for Mo Ming anymore.

Besides, I had already told him to calm down, but he didn't listen. Even if God does evil, he can forgive others for doing evil!

After all the connections were exhausted, the fact that this matter was suppressed was the result of Xige and Yueer's efforts.

After finding a small 24-hour clinic, Mo Ming removed the glass shards from his back and applied medicine. He called Xi Ge and Xing Zai successively and found that no one answered. Then he contacted a man he didn't know very well.

My brother decided to run away and take refuge!

Looking at the number on the caller ID, Xingzi, who was sleeping at his parents' house in the cadre compound, looked disdainful. He thought to himself: Those who don't know how to die should die! I won't care about such trash.

Naturally, he had heard about the incident in Ledu. There were too many bloody examples of swaggering through the city and leaving corpses on the streets. For such a person whose thoughts were not on the same level as his own, he didn't want to pay too much attention to him at all.

If Mo Ming hadn't had a very close relationship with Yue Er, and Xige still needed him, a businessman like him would have been kicked out of the organization long ago.

Regardless of whether it's the same thing or not, it doesn't matter if Huang Mao is killed, but Xing Zai will still pay more attention to his powerful general's helmet.

So after the phone stopped vibrating, he picked up the phone and dialed the helmet number.

"Hey, Helmet, what are you doing?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was very noisy and the noise continued. Xingzai frowned and asked.

At the moment, Guizi was gathering with three brothers in a small courtyard in the suburbs, eating mutton hot pot and drinking a lot of wine.

He was holding a helmet with a chicken drumstick in his hand, and said vaguely: "I and a few buddies are drinking at my house, what's wrong, Brother Xing?"

"Something happened to Huang Mao Zai Le and his opponent was ruined." Xing Zai said concisely.

Guozi replied casually: "If it's useless, then it's useless. He's a waste anyway."

He made no secret of his dislike for Huang Mao, who joined the organization at the same time as him. Although Huang Mao was always the one with the helmet when doing things, and Huang Mao also called him brother, but every time he paid for things,

, the difference between the two is not obvious.

I took the lead in doing the work, and I borne the risks. When the money was divided, everyone was almost done. By fooling around, wouldn't I have become a part-time worker for Huang Mao?

Guizi's opinion of Huang Mao grew bigger and bigger, and he was often punished in public, making it hard for him to get off the stage. Now that Huang Mao is gone, Huang Mao's share of the money should go to him.

It was too late for him to be happy about such a thing.

"A ruthless person has come to the opposite party, and he has ruined all the fun. You should be a little calmer!" Xingzi's words were full of worry.

Guizi glanced at the boning knife for shaving mutton chops on the chair next to him, and replied somewhat unhappily: "Fuck, it's coming! Can I compare to a waste like Huang Mao? It's coming.

It just so happens that we are just one charge away from them, so I will take care of them now!"

Helmet was domineering in the south of the city, especially after leaning against the big tree "Yuexingxi", he had no scruples. He didn't let go of a group of students in the north of the city who had been knocked down several times by his three punches and two kicks.

In the heart.

"Okay, so be it!"

Medicine cures diseases, and Buddha brings destined people. The helmet is his star's horse, not his biological son. I have said all I have to say, and it is your own business whether you listen or not.
Chapter completed!