"Revenge is the right thing to do!" Jiang Chen shouted. The Southern Xinjiang Battle did not kill his life several times to save him. His life had long been left in a foreign land, and he might die without a burial place. Therefore, in the big circle, he only obeyed Wang Zhongren, Luo
En stared at Wang Zhongren sideways, finally closed his eyes and nodded, killing his brothers. Brothers kill him!
"Okay. Hahaha" Wang Zhongren laughed and reached into his arms to touch the gun. How could Chu Fangsheng be willing to sit and wait for death? The old man who was prepared had pulled out the gun in advance and pointed the gun at Ron, who was closest to him. The people inside the room were shocked. Chu Fangsheng
The crazy behavior of the dog jumping over the wall has reached the point where everyone betrayed their relatives. Except for Wang Hongfa, everyone retreated to Wang Zhongren's side.
Chu Fangsheng saw this scene and laughed fiercely, saying to Wang Zhongren: "The one with the surname Wang wants to kill me. No way, whoever dares to touch me, I will kill the one with the surname Luo first, and then tell you that I will bring more than thirty today.
People, the yacht arranged in advance will reach the coast at most five minutes. As long as I leave the circle alive and split from then on, I will be incompatible with you."
What else Chu Fangsheng wanted to say? The gunshot rang out without warning. A scarlet flashed between his eyebrows, and a scorching bullet penetrated his head, shattering the glass window behind him. The generation of gangster heroes created by the large circle fell straight backwards.
The temple and the three fatal parts of the back forehead, no matter which part the bullet hits, will die immediately, and there will be no reaction time of 0.01 seconds. At this time, the only person who can kill him with an instant shot is Tang Feng.
The huge living room was silent. Tang Feng raised his gun with one hand and was still motionless. He was calm and deep, with his eyes feeling unkind. He glanced at Wang Hongfa who was stunned, turned his head to look at Wang Zhongren, who was also in a daze, and whispered: "Brother, big circle
I've taken it back for you."
Wang Zhongren slowly retracted the gun and smiled bitterly: "Brother, thank you. What's the use of a disabled person who wants a big circle? It just so happens that the old guys are here, I want to."
The dense gunshots suddenly sounded, sharp and harsh, and a heart-wrenching roar broke out outside in an instant, as if a quiet town turned into a battlefield filled with smoke. Tang Feng's heart sank, dozens of AK47s were fired at the same time, causing tremors and fluctuations.
With such shocking penetration, he rushed to the window, inside the auto repair shop and on both sides of the asphalt road outside the courtyard, and over a hundred circles ran around, even more embarrassed than a headless fly, and many people already
He groaned and twitched in a pool of blood. A scene that only appeared in the killing scene covered by guns and rain of bullets appeared in his eyes. He suddenly felt excited and heard someone shouting: "Vietnamese are here!"
Before the 1980s, the Vietnamese gangs spread across several major cities in Canada, especially Vancouver's most arrogant foreign gang was the Vietnamese gang. In that era, Chinatown was mostly from Hong Kong and Olympics. They had no other skills except fighting in the nest, and Chinatown became Vietnam.
A place where you show off your mighty appearance is a Chinese, and you don’t even have the qualifications to bow your head, just a group of poor people who are ravaged and abused every day.
However, in the mid-to-late 1980s, the big circle entered Canada from the provincial port, shouting the words of the great man, "Unite all forces that can be united and eliminate all enemies that can be destroyed."
The classic gun AK47 created by the Russians finally roared in North America, and the thirteen bosses of the Vietnamese gang were shot dead. Vietnamese gangs were fighting with big circles from the Z army for less than a year and were forced to retreat into a second-tier Canadian city and gave up Toronto.
A big city like Ottawa that makes money every day has given up Vancouver, a distribution center for North America smuggled drugs, and has achieved glory in the big circle.
The grudges that have lasted for more than 20 years include the indelible estrangement between each other, and the pure nonsense of grudges with a smile. Think about it, the big boss Ku Ning, who fought the Vietnam War, may talk about the bad Z style with the Indian San. In English, there is no possibility of joining hands with Vietnamese to live in peace. In a society where the strong prey on the weak, the winner will be the king, and the defeat will be the enemy.
In the quiet and quiet town in the past, the carefully planned Jedi counterattack of the Vietnamese Gang kicked off.
More than a dozen vans disappeared into the jungle on the roadside. Tang Feng looked down from a high place, and Vietnamese boys wearing black turbans rushed out, as if they were crowded with people-loving ants. They were densely packed with them from the "hell" that controls local arms transactions. Angels bought the finely crafted AK47 from there, and everyone vowed to fight for teeth and shoot wildly. Some people threw homemade gasoline bottles, and more than a dozen glass bottles in the air made a thrilling trajectory.
The bottle fell to the ground and exploded, the flames soared into the air. The big circle of people who were attacked was stunned. Everyone was in danger and dodged in an extremely embarrassing manner to save their lives. Survival is everyone's instinct, and it is understandable. Some people fell to the ground and wailed, and some people beat them. The flames burning on the clothes were even more on fire and rolling all over the ground, but they were useless. The smell of gunpowder, gasoline, and the burning smell of the body stinging the mouth and nose, which was disgusting.
Cruel and bloody is not a gang fight, it is a total war!
When a gasoline bottle hit the glass window, Tang Feng moved, his fingers were slender, his skin was slightly rough, and he stretched forward. It seemed very slow, and it didn't seem to be very strong. The glass window was broken and fragments flew across the board. Tang Feng's hand was still He pinched the flying gasoline bottle and threw it back.
The people in the room saw the gasoline bottle flying straight for a hundred meters, and the arrow was almost over the string, hitting the head of a Vietnamese boy on the last side of the crowd. The guy who was carrying the AK47 on his shoulder was shouting at other Vietnamese boys was instantly engulfed by the flames. The famous murderer was so confused that he was plotted against, rolling and wailing extremely miserable and heart-wrenching. He was splashing gasoline with great combustion. If it was in the dark, the sparks would definitely be more ornamental than the gorgeous fireworks. It affected several people around, and sparks stuck to one person's face. The man covered his face and ran wildly, rushing into the rain of bullets.
Not far away, in the Cadillac off-road vehicle, the Vietnamese gang boss who planned to counterattack was shocked. After coming back to his senses, he immediately ordered the horseman to change the parking spot and stay away from the place of right and wrong. He silently looked back at the twisted and struggling torso in the flames, for no reason Worry, is the counterattack today right or wrong.
The tiger scattered into the villa with more than a dozen big circles. The naughty boy didn't pee and only recognized Tang Feng. He scratched his head in a silly manner and asked in a muffled voice: "Boss, we are surrounded, there are people in front and behind, yes Go or fight?"
Tang Feng didn't say anything, turned around and looked around at the bosses in the halls of the big circle. The old guys were unsuspecting and calm. They were obviously used to seeing big battles. The big circle was not his big circle. They still had to decide whether to go or fight. The minister slapped the table and shouted: "Brothers, call up brothers and fuck him!"