The first person to rush in was the metal foreman holding a hilt in his hand. There was a woman dressed in charmingly behind him. When he looked closely, he turned out to be Sister Jin before.

Originally, he rushed in with great momentum to fuck Wang Lang, but after seeing the corpse on the ground, the metal foreman suddenly shrank and stood still.

Wang Lang, who was directly opposite, sat there with his back to the metal foreman, with a pistol on the table.

It is true that the metal foreman is a local snake, and he has seen dead people, but he has never killed anyone in the end.

He could not believe that a worker who is a rustic man who knows that he is bragging and loves to watch island art films dares to kill people.

And he sat among a pile of corpses and was extremely calm.

Wang Lang put down his gun and smoked a cigarette from the cigarette box on the table. He lit it himself, took a deep breath and slowly spit it out. The smoke sprayed out a grayish-white mist from his mouth.

The metallic foreman swallowed a saliva, the Adam's apple rolled, and he was about to retreat secretly.

Wang Lang grinned and turned to look, "I still want to leave when I'm here?"

The metal worker started to sway his two fat legs. He stared at Wang Lang for a moment and didn't know what to say.

"I...I..." The metalworker's tongue was as if he had a tie, so nervous that he couldn't speak.

All of this is because of Wang Lang's eyes, those eyes that ignore everything in the world. But there is still a smile on the corner of his lips.

At this moment, Wang Lang was like a King of Yama who could take his life at any time in the heart of Foreword.

"Are you bringing people to chop me?" Wang Lang glanced at the crowd of people who had not come in behind the metal foreman and squirted a little smoke and said with a smile.

The metallic foreman shook his head, trying to say something, but his tongue began to knot again.

Just then, a burly man with a bun on his back with a height of 1.9 meters tall behind the metal foreman walked to the front, "Brother, everyone is here to make a fuss. I am a straightforward brother. I may have had some small misunderstandings with you before. I'll accompany you for my brother. We'll turn things into small things, how about we make small things happen?"

Wang Lang crossed his legs and held a cigarette in his mouth.

"Wait a moment, let me stroke it, what do you mean is, are you apologizing to me?" Wang Lang slowly spat out a puff of cigarette.

The bunny man nodded, "I apologize to you for my brother."

A cigarette in Wang Lang's mouth was already over. He held the cigarette butt with his fingers, and flicked it with a straight line. The cigarette butt was drawn and hit the metal worker's face.

The metal foreman screamed and covered half of his face in pain.

The bunny man frowned, "Brother, isn't it a bit too much for you to do this?"

Wang Lang grinned, "Come and apologize to me? If the apology is useful, what should I do if it is a gun?"

"Brother, the boss behind this nightclub is Mr. Lei from Linghe Dongsheng Group. You must have heard of Mr. Lei's name on the road. Mr. Lei and I are good brothers who are friends of the eighth birthday. I am afraid that it will be bad for us here." Furious frowned.

Sister Jin next to her pulled the big bun's arm and wanted to say something, but the big bun's backhand opened it.

Wang Lang rubbed his face, inserted a dragon fruit into the fruit plate on the table, smacked it, smacked it, and ate it while saying, "Everyone has his own rules. This fat man is here to seek revenge today. I just let him go and I have no face if I say it out. The hand holding the knife is left and you can leave."

"No need to discuss?" The bunny man frowned and frowned. He put his hands behind his back and made a gesture, and a little brother ran out secretly.

Wang Lang reached out to pick up the pistol at his hand, and the black muzzle was facing the metal foreman. The metal foreman's crotch gradually fainted. His fat face, which was already quite white, was now bloodless.

"Spend your life or lose your hands, you choose one." Wang Lang didn't go to see the people and ate the fruit plate on his own.

"Brother, everyone is out and they are forced to do it too much, no one is better." Wanbo still frowned and stared at Wang Lang, and opened the hand that Sister Jin pulled his arm again.

"Three!" Wang Lang counted a number.

"Brother, in Linghe..."

Wang Lang was interrupted by what the bun was about to say.

"two!"

Just as Fanbo was about to say something, he heard a voice from outside the door, "Who the hell dares to bully my brother on my territory? Do you want to be fucked?"

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

Hearing this familiar voice, Wang Lang was too lazy to hold the pistol and threw it directly on the table.

The bun said as if he had met a savior, and he kindly called "Brother Lei."

Foreman finally stood firmly with his legs. But Sister Jin's legs couldn't stand firmly and stared nervously at the person coming in from outside.

"Old Eighth, who bullies you?" Young Master Lei said loudly.

Maruko nodded and hurried to Lei Huaer, "Brother Lei, it seems like a cross-river dragon. He killed a few people here just now. He also spoke nonsense and didn't take you seriously."

Lei Huaer walked straight to the front, but saw a young man sitting on the sofa with a dreadlocked braided and eating a fruit tray.

"Brother Lei, it's him!" pointed at Wang Lang with bun.

Wang Lang didn't even raise his head.

Bang!

Lei Huaer slapped her backhand.

Throw it firmly on the bun's face.

The bun suddenly turned confused.

Bang!

Another slap.

The bun stared at Lei Huaer with grievance, "Brother Lei, I..."

"What the hell are you? You dare to move my elder brother!"

Lei Huaer kicked the bun over, picked up the bottle next to him and opened the bun. Blood immediately spread across the bun's face.

Bang!

Lei Huaer slapped the same confused metal foreman again with his backhand.

"Then you dare to hold a knife to cut my elder brother?"

Another bang.

The metal foreman was also opened.

Lei Huaer just stared at Sister Jin, and Sister Jin knelt on the ground in an instant, "Brother Lei, I really didn't know it was your elder brother before I came."

"Fuck! Bitch!"

Lei Huaer kicked Sister Jin to the ground with one kick.

Feeling so angry that Lei Huaer snatched the man's sword from the other person next to him and was about to take action.

After eating the fruit plate, Wang Lang burped, "Huaer, forget it."

The knife had been pressed on Sister Jin's skin, and Sister Jin, who was overly nervous, fainted when she rolled her eyes.

The still sober metal foreman and bun are both like a loss of his parents.

Lei Huaer's name has always been his reverse scale.

In the entire Linghe City, only the only one who dares to call Master Lei Huaer Lei Lianhu, but he didn't expect that this young man would dare to do it, and Lei Huaer was not angry at all.

Wang Lang stood up, squatted in front of the metal foreman, and patted the metal foreman with a pistol. "Remember to pay my coworkers."

"It must be certain." The metal worker nodded frequently.

Wang Lang smiled slightly.

Bang!

The gun suddenly rang.

Foreman looked at his bloody arms, and his eyes rolled, and he completely fainted.

Wang Lang looked at the still smoking gun with a confused look on his face.

After a while, Wang Lang cursed.
Chapter completed!