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"What do I want to do? I want to treat you to dinner! I want to kill you! I'm crazy! Don't say I won't give you a chance, you killed so many of my people, prepare two million immediately, and then set up ten tables and heads
"Jiu, please invite some of your uncles to come out and apologize solemnly. I won't pursue this matter, otherwise I will never be done with you!" Crow Lion said loudly.
Uncle Da was about to speak. He had been sitting next to him with his eyes closed, looking like a sculpture. Sixteen suddenly reached out and snatched the phone away.
"No problem, our boss agreed. The two million can be ready in less than an hour. Where are you?"
Sixteen's voice was cold and there was no expression on his face.
"Yo? There's been a change of people? Let me think about it. Let me think about it. You should be the bastard who drove that night, right? Very good. In an hour, you can send me the money yourself to No. 123.
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"Money is not a problem. Let alone two million, even twenty million is not a big sum for our boss. Now there is only one question left. How can you guarantee that you can keep your promise?"
"Promise to keep your promise? Are you kidding! I am a young and Dangerous boy. Do you think I will do business with you? Do you want to sign another contract? Crazy line!"
Crow cursed: "Anyway, if I don't see the money in an hour, just wait for me to come and drive you out of Bolan Street."
The call was immediately hung up.
Uncle Da smiled bitterly: "Look, I knew things would turn out like this!"
Shiliu didn't answer. He patted the driver's seat and the driver slowly parked the car on the side of the road.
Shiliu opened the door and got out of the car, and turned around and said: "Boss, you go back and rest. Leave this matter to me. They are just two idiots. I will make them disappear in twenty-four hours at most!"
"Eh……"
Before Uncle Da finished speaking, Shiliu had already slammed the door and left.
Through the car window, Uncle Da could clearly see that there were many people approaching from the cars in front and behind him. These people were both male and female, and their ages seemed to be different. The only thing they had in common was that they had no expression on their faces and their eyes were cold.
The feeling is very similar to Sixteen.
Uncle Da stretched out his hand, wanting to say something, but finally sighed and patted his forehead helplessly.
"Forget it, this guy has his own ideas, let him go! Let's go home!"
"I know, Uncle Da!" the younger brother responded and drove the car away quickly.
On the other side, in a secret unfinished building, Crow threw the phone on the sofa, and kept swaying his body to the music that had lost his voice.
The unfinished building was unusually empty, with no furniture except for a few sofas and a specially found coffee table.
"This guy is still trying to reason with me? Is there water in his head?" Crow sneered.
On the sofa, a smiling tiger dressed like a beast was carefully wiping his glasses with a white napkin.
It wasn't until it was clear and crystal clear that I put it on my eyes again.
"It's normal. After all, he's just a newcomer. He doesn't know anything or knows anything. If he didn't have someone who dared to fight and fight hard and could push him to the top, I guess he would have to eat himself at this time!"
Uncle Da has been on the road for so many years. People who know him are like crucian carp crossing the river. If they want to know anything, they can just look it up.
So the two of them have a psychological advantage.
When the plan went wrong last night, the two of them had already decided on the direction of the plan. If they could get Uncle Da out, they would definitely take action immediately, squeeze out all his value and kill him without hesitation.
Later, when Hong Xing didn't react, he rushed into Bolan Street to grab the land.
As for whether anyone will come out to help, it is almost impossible!
Even within Hongxing, there are definitely not a few people who have the same intention.
Because of this, the two of them are confident.
Unfortunately, they were happy a little too early.
Just when the two of them were thinking about how to squeeze out more oil and water.
A younger brother stumbled in with his head covered in blood.
He looked panicked, as if he had seen a monster, and shouted in horror: "Boss, it's not good, someone... someone is coming to kill me..."
Crow's eyebrows suddenly stood up, and before he could speak, the five or six boys who had been standing guard around him had already picked up the thing they carried with them and rushed out.
Crow casually pulled out a metal bat from behind the table and walked out with an excited and ferocious smile.
Unfortunately, after taking only two steps, he encountered a figure and flew in from outside the door like a cannonball.
The figure hit the stomachs of several young men horizontally, with an impact as powerful as a locomotive. It immediately knocked the policeman five to six meters away, causing them to fall to the ground in various postures.
One of the unlucky guys' neck happened to hit the wall, and there was only a crisp click sound. His neck was instantly bent to a 90-degree angle, and he ran out of breath on the spot.
Crow was shocked by the momentum and stopped immediately.
The twenty-odd young men who hurried over from all corners quickly dispersed, holding a variety of weapons in their hands and staring at the door as if facing a formidable enemy.
Footsteps sounded, gradually approaching.
It was the crisp sound of heels hitting the floor tiles, which crows loved.
Every time he came back here, he would deliberately raise his toes slightly so that the heels would fully collide with the floor tiles, making a pleasant sound.
But this time, he was extremely bored.
"You...are indeed here!"
Shiliu carried a nodachi with a scabbard on his shoulder and strode in expressionlessly.
Wu Zhiwei squinted his eyes, stood up from the sofa, and hid behind the crowd quietly.
His confidants quickly blocked the front and stood in a line of people, blocking the view directly ahead.
His movements were originally very gentle and didn't even make a sound, but to the eyes of Sixteen, it was tantamount to deceiving others.
Crow looked at Shiliu up and down, with a stern look on his face: "Who the hell are you? Do you know where this place is?"
Shiliu made sure that both of them were there. Without saying a word, he grabbed the handle of the knife with his right hand and swung it forward, throwing out the one-meter-four-meter-long blade. Then he tiptoed and stepped forward. The whole figure turned into ashes.
He made a sharp arrow and flew towards the crow.
Crow licked his lips excitedly and held the baseball bat to face the enemy.
Several young men rushed to stop them with weapons, but before the weapons could be swung out, a cloud of blood mist erupted from their bodies, and then the knife edges suddenly exploded. The whole person was swept by severe pain and fell to the ground.
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As the blood flowed out, pain broke out, causing them to curl up, and each of them lost the ability to speak.
Crow was startled and tapped his toes on the ground. Just when he was about to retract his body, he didn't know that the opponent's speed suddenly doubled again. Then he saw a flash of knife light in his sight. His neck felt cold, and everything was gone.
I no longer know.
At the very back, Wu Zhiwei, who had already walked quickly to the safety staircase window, saw the head of a crow flying into the sky, blood spurting out from its headless neck, and he almost peed in fear.
With a cry of shame, he quickly ran outside.
However, he was faster, and Sixteen's speed was even faster. Everyone present felt a flash of white light in front of their eyes, and then they felt severe pain in their chests. After the wound exploded, they fell unconscious and fell to the ground.
At the same time, the tip of the knife pierced Wu Zhiwei's heart, revealing more than a foot in length.
Wu Zhiwei's eyes widened and he stared at the blood on the tip of the knife in disbelief. His lips trembled and he tried hard to turn his head and look at Shiliu's face again.
Unfortunately, his heart was stabbed through, and he no longer had any vitality. He just twitched and turned his head, and then fell to the ground stiffly.
Sixteen shook off the blood on the knife, looked back, glanced at the corpses on the ground, turned and left.
A few seconds later, a huge explosion appeared in the unfinished building without any warning, and the entire building collapsed instantly, turning into a huge tomb, covering all the corpses.
