"Bang!"

The young man in black was none other than Xiao Hu, Ye Ji's combat commander. He pulled the trigger without saying a word.

Aqin, who was standing at the front, had not had time to raise the imitation June 4th in his hand, and blood burst out from his chest, and his whole body was knocked over on the gambling table by the huge backward force.

"Bang!"

Cigarette cases and drinks on the gambling table were smashed and flew everywhere, and six other spectators were preparing to fight back with imitation sixty-four-blade knives.

"Da da da……!"

A young man wearing the same mask as "Yanzu" walked out from behind Xiaohu, holding a micro-gun and shooting at the glass wall behind Ma Zai.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The glass walls shattered one after another. The horsemen who originally had the intention to fight back looked at the powerful firepower of their opponents, then glanced at the toy-like imitation June 4th in their hands, and chose to squint...

Xiaohu took away the troll, looked around and said loudly: "Everyone, squat against the wall. We are not asking for money today. The boss of the gambling stall has sent us some work. We will leave as soon as we finish."

The discerning gamblers pressed their heads against the wall one after another, not talking to each other. Those who didn't know better thought it was because they were being swept away by security forces...

Wei Lin, the titular gambling stall owner, before A Qin was laid down, was still reminiscing about his previous feats and wondering when he would try the beautiful girl from before again.

Since the gambling stall opened, this place has never been inspected. Wei Lin, who has been at ease for a long time, did not understand what was going on outside. He just thought that the gunshots stopped and the problem was solved, so he grabbed the fake June 4 Feng Feng Huo Huo in his hand.

broke out.

"Whoever rides on a horse dares to cause trouble in my place, don't you know how many eyes Lord Ma has?!"

Wei Lin shouted angrily, blowing his beard and staring with great momentum.

Xiaohu, who was looking through the photo album on his phone, trying to find Wei Lin among the crowd, couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the target person walking out on his own initiative.

Xiaohu was very happy, but Wei Lin, who immediately stopped playing before he even started showing off, must not be happy anymore.

As soon as he opened the door curtain and saw five or six guys aiming at him, he couldn't help but sweat beads appeared on his forehead, which instantly felt like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"Brother...what are you..."

Wei Lin, whose calves were trembling a little, was not just a ruthless person who was desperate for his life. He chose to throw the fake 64 on the ground like the others, stuck his butt out and held his head in his hands and asked softly.

Xiaohu took two steps forward, patted Wei Lin's head with his right hand, put his cell phone in front of Wei Lin with his left hand and asked, "Hey! Look at the person in this photo, is it you?"

Wei Lin looked at the photo on Xiaohu's phone of him and Zhong Wen holding hands and smiling, and could only nod his head and replied honestly: "Yes, it's me..."

"It's good if it's you, it's good if it's you!" Xiaohu put the phone away and smiled happily.

Wei Lin stayed in the gambling stall all year round and rarely went out. Naturally, he had no idea that the young man in front of him, who looked young, was the little tiger who was very popular in the north of the city.

Seeing Xiaohu showing the smile that a sunny boy should have, Wei Lin felt a little relieved and felt that today's matter may not be easy.

But his idea had just sprouted, and Xiaohu killed it with all his strength.

"You knew it was you when you stepped on the horse, but you still dared to commit a crime against the wind. You didn't take our Ye Ji seriously!" Xiaohu, who was smiling a second ago, in Wei Lin's eyes, that's all right.

His face is ferocious!

Xiaohu bent down and picked up a long bench used to put tea, water and cigarettes, and smoked it on Wei Lin's head.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Xiaohu, who was not lacking in fierceness, flipped the long bench in his hand left and right, hitting Wei Lin who bent his elbow to resist.

Although he didn't know why the young man in front of him suddenly became angry, Wei Lin, who had quite a lot of experience in street fighting, subconsciously protected his head with both hands.

It wasn't until Wei Lin was hit hard by the little tiger like a wolfdog that he fell to the ground, his arms unable to lift to resist, that it was considered the end.

"Do you know why I beat you?" Xiaohu pulled at the line of his pants, spread his legs, bent his knees and squatted in front of Wei Lin, and asked with interest.

"Because we shouldn't open the door..." Wei Lin, who was packed away and looked like he only had half his life left, replied weakly.

"Hey! It's good if you know, it's good if you know!" Xiaohu showed a bright smile again.

Looking at Xiaohu's smile, Wei Lin subconsciously tightened his anus and tried to raise his hands to protect his head, but the pain from the fracture made him grin and sweat profusely, but he failed...

"Why, I complimented you, but you're still angry when you step on a horse?"

Seeing that Wei Lin looked like he was being tortured, Xiaohu became a little unhappy and reached out to drag the long bench that had been thrown aside in front of him.

As soon as he saw the long bench, Wei Lin's whole body trembled for no reason.

He has been around for a long time, and he has been beaten less often as a basket case, but being beaten does not mean that he is not afraid of being beaten, and it does not mean that he is not afraid of being beaten by the madman in front of him...

The unimaginable effect of Guang Xiaohu's meal just now was engraved in Wei Lin's heart like a mark on his soul. In the next few decades, whenever he thinks of this madman, he can't help but feel a fit of pain.

twitch…

"Next, I'll tell you to listen. Do you have any questions?"

"No problem!" Wei Lin, who was afraid of being beaten, quickly replied.

"Very good! Listen up, Ang! We are here today for one purpose! Let you bring a message to your boss Zhong Wen! Just tell him that at 11:30 tonight, it will be the same place as last night! He will either

Come here and kneel down and leave us a hand, or you can level our construction site. If we don't see anyone after half past eleven, we will throw Zhong Ye into the cement mixer. Do you understand?"

Xiaohu casually threw the finished cigarette butt on the ground, leaned into Wei Lin's ear, and asked in a low voice.

"understand!"

"Smart!" Xiaohu gave a thumbs up to Wei Lin, who was pouting on the ground, like a lunatic, and turned around and shouted: "Close the team!"

Seven or eight people, carrying Xiang's heavily armed black T-shirts in their hands, followed Xiaohu and retreated outside after hearing the words.

Seeing the other party's withdrawal, the gamblers who were in false alarm whispered among themselves, and the room became relatively noisy. Even the horse boys who did not dare to say anything before stood up and planned to check on the situation of Wei Lin and Aqin.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

At this moment, Xiaohu, who appeared at the door of the house again, grinned and started to fuck the big chandelier hanging on the top of the room.

The chandelier suddenly fell and hit a baccarat table below, sending broken glass flying all over the room.

"I forgot to mention Ang before! In today's action, our Ye Ji was a bit abrupt. Ang! In order to make up for everyone's losses, we started playing today. The losers are all mine! Go back to Ye Ji and tell me Xiaohu's name. All

I’ll reimburse you for riding a horse!”

"..."

No one in the room dared to answer, and the eight people in their 30s and 40s, including the eight spectators, left Xiaohu alone to do the work.
Chapter completed!