You can't live on your knees if you die standing up
"Yes, that's right, he is Yang Yong!" Wei Li jumped for joy. He was saved. He was finally saved. The other person turned out to be Yang Yong, whom he had forgotten. His fourth brother saved his life back then. He must be back to repay his kindness now.
Wei Li watched this scene with joy, tears streaming down his face, and sobbed: "I have finally lived up to my fourth brother's reputation. If I want to die standing up, I must not live on my knees!"
The leopard on the side was filled with emotion after hearing this. He did not dare to answer the question. After all, he had escaped once before. He did not have the courage to shout out such heroic words because he was not qualified. This honor only belongs to Wei Li and belongs to Wei Li.
Fourth brother's.
Click, bang bang...
A shadow of sticks flashed on the scene, and the younger members of the Tiger Gang were immediately subdued by Yang Yong's men in less than ten minutes. They separated muscles and bones, removed arms, and removed arms... These are the most skilled fighting methods for people like Yang Yong, and they are also the most effective.
The way in which the enemy loses combat effectiveness.
When the tall and strong younger members of the Tiger Gang were subdued, they all lay on the ground moaning in pain. Mr. Tiger looked at this scene in disbelief, his thick legs trembling non-stop as he clenched the Burmese white jade
The pipe trembled slightly.
"Third Master, this pipe of yours is a fake!" Yang Yong walked over with a sneer, took the pipe from Third Master Hu, looked at it, and dropped it directly to the ground. Third Master Hu was suddenly shocked,
Come on, this pipe cost hundreds of thousands. Mr. Hu didn’t dare to say anything and quietly touched his waist. A black lacquered pistol was exposed under Mr. Hu’s clothes.
Poof!
Yang Yong picked up a piece of jade from the ground and plunged it directly into Mr. Hu's right eye. This blow, Mr. Hu had no time to react, and the three-inch piece of jade was directly inserted into Mr. Hu's right eye.
There was a splash of blood.
"Ah!" Mr. Hu didn't even bother to hold the gun. He immediately covered his eyes with his hands and rolled on the ground.
"You little bitch, how dare you use a gun against me!" Yang Yong sneered, "You were still in your mother's belly when I was playing with the gun!"
Go ahead and spit at Mr. Hu.
Mr. Hu's pitiful cry made everyone at the scene tremble with fear. The pair of slanted eyes in the crooked eyes instantly straightened. He was stunned. His eyes returned to normal vision without even realizing it, but he didn't notice it.
, he stared at the man wearing a black cloak in front of him in stunned silence, not daring to say a word. The person who can rival Mr. Hu in Huainan City is definitely not a small person.
