The bald man greeted a few younger brothers and walked out of the tea room quickly.
Others gathered around Zhang Biao and others and came to the villa hall.
Luo Dinghai's mood became tense and he no longer felt sleepy.
"Zhang Biao, what's going on?"
Luo Dinghai's heart was beating wildly and his tone became very urgent.
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
Zhang Biao impatiently pulled the safety catch of the pistol and spat, "Damn it, I don't believe it! There are thousands of people patrolling outside, how can your enemies get rid of them all without anyone noticing?"
Soon, the bald man took his younger brother back to the living room of the villa.
These people looked horrified, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.
"What's going on outside? Why is there no movement at all?"
Zhang Biao asked.
"Boss, boss, everyone, everyone is dead!"
The bald man had a very panicked look on his face, and the muscles on his face were trembling constantly.
"Even our brothers who were hiding in the flowers and grass were completely dead, and they didn't even move their positions!"
"What?
!”
Zhang Biao was shocked and couldn't believe his ears, "This...how is this possible?
!”
The heads of the Chang family, the banker family, and the Lu family looked panicked. They all turned to look at Luo Dinghai and shouted angrily.
"Luo Dinghai, you...who are your enemies?
!”
"How dare you offend such a person and want to drag us to death together?"
"Buzz!"
Luo Dinghai's head was pounding and his face was extremely pale.
"How could he... be so scary?"
Luo Dinghai swallowed hard and tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Luo Dinghai shook his head vigorously, gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "There must be a mistake. There are so many of us, how come they are all dead?"
Zhang Biao also felt strange.
Even the best killers cannot quietly kill so many armed elites.
"You just said that all our brothers died where they were?"
"Yes Yes!"
The bald man nodded repeatedly, "My face turned purple, it just... seemed like I was poisoned!"
"Purple?
!”
As soon as he said this, Zhuang Dou and others jumped in shock and pointed outside the villa.
"Purple...Purple mist!"
Everyone quickly turned around and saw a layer of dark purple mist filling the courtyard.
The mist moved with the wind, looking extremely strange in the dim sky! "Boom! Boom! Boom!"
At this time, a slight sound of footsteps came from the purple mist.
"who is it?
!”
Zhang Biao opened the window, pointed the gun in both hands at the direction of the footsteps, and shouted: "Stop, or I will shoot!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, but they did not stop because of Zhang Biao's threat.
Big beads of sweat dripped from Zhang Biao's forehead, and his palms were soaked with sweat, making him almost unable to hold the gun steady.
Since returning to Binhai, he has not experienced this sense of danger of imminent death for many years.
"Kill him, kill him quickly!"
Suddenly, Luo Dinghai rushed out, grabbed an automatic rifle from the hands of the people around him, and fired wildly at the purple.
"Da da da!"
There seemed to be blood splashing in the purple mist.
No one in the villa thought of it.
Luo Dinghai fired indiscriminately, but all the bullets hit the person hidden in the purple mist accurately.
The phantom staggered on the spot for a few steps, then fell heavily to the ground with a "plop". A large pool of blood slowly overflowed and spread to everyone's sight.
"Dead, dead! Haha..." Luo Dinghai was ecstatic.
The relief after the fear drove him into madness.
"What are you still looking at? Bring that guy's body over quickly!"
Luo Dinghai's eyes were red and he was so excited that he changed the magazine.
On the horizon, a dim light appeared.
Under the sunlight, the purple mist outside the villa quickly dissipated.
Zhang Biao waved his hand, instructing his men to do as Luo Dinghai said.
The bald man saw a young man in white lying in a pool of blood from a distance, only about 20 meters away from the villa.
There is no one around, and everything is safe as far as the eye can see.
"yes!"
The bald man held up his rifle and rushed out with a few younger brothers.
Luo Dinghai was so excited that he laughed loudly: "Everyone, look how scared you are! That kid is not a savage beast at all. If I shoot him with a bullet, he will definitely die!"
Zhang Biao breathed a sigh of relief, his expression still ugly.
His men are all old brothers. They lost more than a hundred people last night. Even if they kill their enemies, they can't recover the losses.
On the other hand, the three heads of the Chang family, the Zhuang family, and the Lu family have no feelings for the private armed forces at all. They die as soon as they die, just like losing some change.
"President Luo, I really belong to you!"
Lu Xiancai, the head of the Lu family, gave a thumbs up and was filled with fear: "I thought your enemy was difficult to deal with just now! Fortunately, President Luo, you didn't panic and killed him directly. This time we can sit back and relax!"
"Congratulations to the Luo Family Master for your revenge!"
Lu Xun laughed.
"President Luo, we have suffered a lot of losses this time, you have to make up for it!"
Zhuang Dou clicked his tongue and said, "It's not easy to cultivate a hundred private armed forces!"
"Don't worry, I will never treat you badly!"
Luo Ding took revenge and let out all the evil in his chest.
He immediately waved his hand and promised to compensate the three major families with 10 billion each and the Zhang Biaohu Gang with 20 billion, and all funeral expenses would be borne by the Luo family.
Luo Dinghai acted very boldly, but Zhang Biao had nothing to say and just bowed his head in regret.
At this time, the bald man hurriedly returned to the villa hall with the bloody man in his arms.
"Boss, he's not dead yet, but he's about to die!"
The bald man left the man at the door.
"Haha, let me see!"
Luo Dinghai laughed heartily and couldn't wait to admire his trophy.
However, when he walked to the door, his expression suddenly changed! "No... no..." In just one second, Luo Dinghai changed from arrogant to extremely sad.
The muscles on his face were distorted to the extreme, his eyes were wide open, and tears filled his eyes.
"Awen, Awen!"
"Ahhhhhhhh!!!"
Luo Dinghai roared and threw himself on the bloody man.
The heads of the three major families recovered from their shock.
They never expected it.
The person who was shot by Luo Dinghai just now was actually his eldest son, Luo Wen! "Ah Wen...how could it be you!"
Luo Dinghai screamed and cried: "My son, why are you there..." "Gululu!"
Luo Wen was covered in blood. He pointed at Luo Dinghai and wanted to speak. However, other than spitting out blood, no sound came out at all.
Not long after Luo Wen died, Luo Dinghai cried hysterically for a while, and his face gradually became numb.
Zhang Biao and others looked at him quietly and did not come forward to comfort him.