"Humph, are you kidding? This is the secret of our Iron Eagle Gang, how can we leak it?" Tiegang sneered: "You little boy, are you the only one who wants to go against our Iron Eagle Gang? Aren't you afraid of seeking death?
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Sizzle...
Li Xiaohu directly pressed the cigarette butt in his hand hard on Tiegang's bald head, and immediately burned a scar. The spark burned Tiegang's head, and a dark scar appeared in front of his eyes. Tiegang gritted his teeth and was stunned.
Zhi Sheng, after finishing the matter, he sneered: "You want to torment me with this little trick?"
"What about this one?" Li Xiaohu took off a Type 54 pistol directly from his feet and said with a smile: "Although this gun is not powerful, if it is shot close to your heart, what do you think will happen?"
Hiss...
Tiegang immediately took a breath of cold air, and I choked, this is not a joke. Tiegang is someone who has played with guns. The gun in front of him is obviously genuine. It is painted in black, and the handle and
The butt of the gun was rubbed until it sparkled. He swallowed and squeaked for a long time before saying: "You...don't think you can scare me with this!"
Snap!
Li Xiaohu didn't even blink, and fired a bullet directly at Tiegang's foot. The sound was really crisp, like a loud two-kick shot in the dark. But on this National Day night
, fireworks and firecrackers were set off everywhere, and everyone was used to it. Once the shot was fired, Tiegang immediately held his thigh and fell in front of Li Xiaohu, struggling painfully. This shot also frightened Wang Dongxu, and Wang Dongxu
Unexpectedly, Li Xiaohu actually carried a gun with him. Generally speaking, even gangsters rarely have a few guns. After all, those things are contraband, and if caught, they will be punished severely.
"Say it or not tell it, it's up to you!" Li Xiaohu smiled faintly, his smile was so clear, and he said coldly: "There are still more than ten bullets in the gun. Every time I ask, if you don't tell me, shoot
One bullet, the last bullet is reserved for your brain!"
"No, I said, I said!" Tiegang hurriedly struggled to sit up. He looked at Li Xiaohu timidly. The guy in front of him was not a student at all. He was just a murderer. That temperament, that
His demeanor was beyond what a student should have. He was a born killer. He swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva and said, "What do you want to know?"
