"Hey! Wei Li, did you know that you were going to die, so you drank a bowl of farewell wine before execution?" The young man in the turban chuckled, with a lollipop in his mouth, looking carefree and young.
He is a little gangster from Dongcheng District. He usually leads a few gangsters around and often causes trouble in bars in Dongcheng District. Therefore, he has been taught a lesson by Wei Li and Bao Zi countless times. Therefore, he hates Wei Li deeply.
This time when he received the news that Cai Honghai wanted to deal with Wei Li and others, he was the first to join. The turbaned young man sneered: "Wei Li, just give this Qinlun Bar to me. You kicked me out of here."
, Today I will become the master of this place!"
"Bullshit!" A squinty-eyed man behind him walked up, carrying an iron rod, and said angrily: "Little Zha San, how can this Qinlun Bar get a chance to hold back a brat like you? Your crooked-eyed uncle didn't say anything, you east side
Does the dog qualify as a dog?”
The turbaned young man glanced back at him, then hit him with a baseball bat. Although his eyes were crooked, in fact they were not crooked at all. He held a steel rod in front of his eyes.
Jam!
There was a crisp sound, and the weapons of the two people were intertwined. The young man in the turban looked at the crooked-eyed man coldly and said: "We, the gods of the East, have never been afraid of the provocations of your crooked-eyed gang. If you have the ability to clear a path for me, another day
I’ll keep the appointment!”
"Bah!" The crooked-eyed man spat at the turbaned young man and said, "I will make a clear path with you today!"
"Enough!"
Just as the two were preparing to fight for 300 rounds, a black-faced man came out of the crowd. This man was a strongman in the hands of Cai Honghai, the Thirteen Eagles, named Nigui. His arrival immediately shut the two of them up.
Anyone can be offended by his mouth, but Cai Honghai must not be offended. After all, he will have to make a living on his territory in the future. Who would be so stupid as to smash his own job?
"You two idiots, the enemy in front of you didn't move, but you went to fight among yourself first!" The black ghost looked at the two of them coldly. The black ghost didn't have any weapons in his hands. He was wearing a black suit and looked more...
He looked dark. He glared at the two of them and said, "You two, take care of Wei Li first. Whoever knocks Wei Li down first will get this Qinlun Bar!"
The two people looked stunned for a moment, then suddenly became happy. They took turns with their weapons and shouted: "Brothers, come with me!"
With a shout, fifty or sixty people rushed forward first. Whether it was the God of the East or the Crooked Eyes Gang, everyone rushed towards Wei Li. Zhang Lai was carrying a one-meter-two stainless steel machete.
The handle of the knife weighs about six pounds and is made of pure stainless steel. Even if it is cut on a stone, the blade will not curl.
