Today, the Qinglang Gang Sang Gou brought more than twice the people brought by his eldest son, Mr. Hong. Yang Fucheng was really afraid of suffering a secret loss, so he waited for Luo Yu's words. Since Brother Xiaoyu was holding on.
Yang Fucheng felt that his back was also hard for a moment, and hurried back.
Luo Yu squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of everyone. It was obvious that both gangs had noticed their arrival. Fatty Hong, Mr. Hong, known as Hong Dapao, looked in his 40s, wearing a pair of glasses, nodded slightly at Luo Yu.
Sang Gou's messy and greasy hair covered half of his face, but from the other half, he could still feel his skin that was even more uneven than the moon's surface.
Yang Fucheng walked over and whispered in Hong Dapao's ear. Hong Dapao nodded and signaled him to sit beside him. Sang Gou couldn't help it at first, and slapped the table suddenly: "I'm just saying this, you cut it down.
I hurt my little brother, and the medical expenses are 800,000 yuan. I will let half of Binhu Road come out and I will pretend that this has never happened."
"Oh, Brother Dog is so angry." Yang Fucheng also wanted to show off his face, "Do you know how many bars and shops there are in Binhu Road? There are 864 stores in total, you said
If you let half of the train, there will be 432 companies. The monthly protection fee for each company is 1,500 yuan, and a month is 4536,000 yuan. Brother Dog, you are not very angry. I am just afraid that you will be helping the people in a weak position. Then there will be so many people to collect the money?"
The dog spitted and star flew across, and slapped Yang Fucheng on his face. Yang Fucheng's mouth immediately swollen.
"Oh, Fatty Hong, now something happens, you can ask the young man to come out and push it, right? Do you only have the gun barrel but no gun mount?" Sang Gou pointed at Hong Dapao, revealing the two big buck teeth that were yellow in his mouth.
The slap that hit Yang Fucheng's face was so crisp that even Luo Yu could hear it clearly when he sat so far.
"The hand is so strong, I wonder how loud you will call if you break your fingers one by one in a while?" Luo Yu raised his head and drank the wine in the cup. He wanted to see what Hong Dapao reacted.
"What happened? What happened?" Hong Dapao held his glasses and looked puzzled, "I just saw Brother Dog slap my little brother. Is something wrong?"
"Don't pretend to be stupid for me, come out!" Sang Gou roared and pulled out a tall and thin man with a wounded gauze wrapped in a bruised face from behind. "You little brother is so cruel. You have two fingers with one knife, and you have stepped on it.
How do you settle this account?"
Hong Dapao squinted his eyes and looked at the tall man's hands, whispering: "Yang Fucheng, tell me what's going on! You should have an explanation if you cut someone."
"Yes." Yang Fucheng covered his cheeks and stood up again and stared at the dog. You are cruel now, and you will not be able to kill you in a while. "This bamboo pole is selling white powder here. Master Hong, you have given a death order. We are bald.
Drugs are never allowed in the Party’s territory. Once they are exposed to the poison, they fall into two fingers as a guide.” After saying that, Yang Fucheng curled his lips: “This bamboo pole has lured students here several times and repeatedly, so I did this.”
"I wonder if Brother Dog is satisfied with this explanation?" Hong Dapao filled the wine glass in front of him, "Brother Dog will take back the conditions for half a street."
"Hmph, you must do what I said, otherwise..." Sang Gou smiled gloomyly, "Didn't you think about why I suddenly had noodles for sale?"
Hong Dadai glanced at Luo Yu intentionally or unintentionally, and his voice was a little louder than before: "I'm also very curious why Brother Dog suddenly became famous. I don't know where that batch of white goods came from."
Luo Yu put it in his mouth and stopped: "I finally talked about something that my brother is interested in."
"We will definitely make a fortune when we cooperate. If you have a territory, I have the goods, but the one who gives me goods is not an ordinary person." Sang Gou looked glamorous.
Everyone knows that the normal range of the Sang Dog is in the slums on the outskirts of the city, and where will there be any big shots going there?
Seeing that Hong Dapao was a little disbelief, Sang Gou became anxious: "Tell me honestly, the one who gave me a group of big men who came from the Golden Triangle. I told you their whereabouts today. If you don't follow me, you will definitely die.
!You can do it."
"Clang" the sound of the glass breaking came from a distance. A group of people were attracted by the sound and looked in that direction. Seeing that the person who looked like a student who had just come in was already shaking, the sound was that he accidentally said that the person who looked like a student was already shaking.
Bump the wine bottle and smash it out.
"I dare to come and drink if I don't have enough alcohol." Except for Yang Fucheng and Hong Dapao, the rest of the people thought so.
"But Mr. Miao said that drugs are not allowed in China Sea. It is said that it was something that a character left behind before." Hong Dapao disagreed.
"Hahahaha." Sang Gou smiled with his waist so hard that his yellow teeth were exposed. "I don't know what the eggless one said. Did he grow up by eating shit if he doesn't make money?"
"You have wine here, can you give me some?" The drunken voice suddenly remembered and scared everyone. He turned around and saw that the student with bandages on his arms ran here. He didn't know when he came here. Look at that
It seems like I'm drunk too much.
Sangou looked at Hong Dapao with contempt, as if he looked down on his subordinates' ability to clear the scene. He waved to the bamboo pole whose fingers were chopped up: "Send him away."
Zhu Ganzi was beaten a few days ago, and then his fingers were chopped off. He was now having nowhere to vent his resentment. He was begging for death when he saw a drunk and thin boy coming over to death.
"Come on, brother has wine here." Zhu Gan said as he lifted a bottle of dry red from the table. The dark red liquid in the thick glass bottle flowed slowly.
"No." As soon as Yang Fucheng said it, the bamboo pole was already holding the wine bottle and smashing Luo Yu's head.
"I told you not to smash it, you will die." Yang Fucheng hummed in his heart, "I'm doing it for your own good."
Seeing that the bottle was about to swing Luo Yu's face, Zhugan was just imagining the boy's head was bleeding and lying on the ground. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and the bottle was empty, and his center of gravity was unstable and he fell to the side.
Want to stand firm, suddenly a severe pain came from the waist, and the kidneys felt uncomfortable as if they had moved. The air inhaled suddenly choked on the air inlet tube, and my whole body coughed like a shrimp. Every time I coughed
The pain on his waist was so painful that the Zhugan Man knelt on the ground with tears in his face, twitching all over his body.
Sang Gou looked at the scene in front of him in a daze. He didn't see the thin boy's movements clearly, and his little brother fell to the ground, and the bottle of wine was still wandering on the ground.
"Can't you hand me the wine?" Luo Yu pointed at her bandaged arm, "My brother is a disabled person, this is an industrial injury, do you know?"
Zhugan knelt on the ground and was just sucking in, so he didn't have the strength to reply to his words.
"Did you see that I am a disabled person look down on me?" Everyone present watched Luo Yu pick up the wine bottle from the ground and weighed it. A muffled sound was knocked on the back of the bamboo pole man's head, and the broken glass residue was mixed with a dark red liquid flowing.
A big hole broke on the bamboo man's head and faintly exposed a piece of white bone from his hair. Without even a snorting, he lay on the ground motionless.
"Do it!" Sang Gouyan saw that his own people suffered a loss, and he felt embarrassed in front of others, and suddenly jumped up from the chair. The flesh on his face shook: "Give it to me."
, take this kid off for me!”
Luo Yu took a few steps back with a look of horror: "I...I am a disabled person, don't bully me." While speaking, Luo Yu "accidentally" fell a stack of red paper money from his pocket.
Suddenly, the dog's eyes were straightened, and he didn't pay attention to the strange color in Hong Dapao's eyes.
"Kill him to death!" Sang Gou ordered dozens of younger brothers behind him to rush over together.
Yang Fucheng looked at Luo Yu. Seeing that there were so many people on the other side, he wanted him to help. Luo Yu shook his head at him with a smile on his face, indicating that he could do it alone.
Hong Dapao must have heard of himself, but he just doesn't know his strength yet, so Luo Yu feels it is necessary to show off his skills. In fact, it is quite difficult to choose one between pretending to be a pig or eating a tiger.
"Don't slap me in the face!" Seeing a group of people surrounding him, Luo Yu clenched his left fist and shouted.