In The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Zhuge Liang performed an empty city strategy, which resulted in Sima Yi's tens of thousands of soldiers wandering outside the city and not daring to enter. Most people born in the 1980s have seen that play, in which Zhuge Liang sat on the top of the city and played the guqin.
, the city gate was wide open, and the people were driving their sheep at the gate, looking calm.
At the moment, these young men with sticks and machetes in their hands are all like Sima Yi's soldiers. Their faces are full of hesitation, suspicion, and undecidedness. Normally, the Baifeng Gate should be closed tightly. Suddenly,
What does it mean when the door is wide open? Everything has been prepared inside. Whoever goes in first will die first?
Among the hesitant crowd, a loud voice suddenly rang out. The decibel level of this voice was very high. It could also be said that it was full of confidence. He roared angrily, and heard him shout: "Brothers, all of you are here."
Don’t be afraid, haven’t you all seen the Romance of the Three Kingdoms? This is an empty city strategy, let’s not be fooled!”
Everyone suddenly realized that they remembered the scene in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Zhuge Liang had no soldiers and horses in the city at that time, so he had to devise an empty city strategy to scare Sima Yi away. According to this reason, it is speculated that there should be no fighting power in the Baifeng Gate now, so
Only then did he imitate Zhuge Liang's move.
Most of these young men thought together - there is no fighting power in the Baifeng Sect now. As long as they rush in decisively and smash the inside to pieces, the mission will be completed.
"Come on!"
There was a sudden roar from the crowd, and all of these young men carrying things in their hands, like a shot of chicken blood, rushed into Baifengmen with a roar, and there was almost no obstruction along the way.
When I met, I went directly to the central hall on the first floor of Baifeng Gate. The entire hall was empty at this time, with not a single person at all. The empty city plan... this is a bit too empty.
After everyone rushed in, the main door of Baifeng Gate and the small door at the back all pulled down the iron rolling shutters. In the dim hall, the bright lights immediately came on, and the caravans gathered in the center of the hall
The younger brothers raised their hands to block the dazzling light.
Prime Minister Long stood by the railing on the second floor, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth, looking down at the younger brothers below, and asked: "Which of you has the final say? Stand up and let me see if you dare to bring people to Baifeng."
If you come here to cause trouble, you either think you have a long life or you think your life is too comfortable."
"I!"
In the crowd, a tall and strong young man stood up, looked at Long Da with cold eyes, and shouted angrily: "I have the final say, no matter what, do you want to fight alone or in a group fight!"
Next to the railing on the second floor, within the visible range, there was only Long Daxiang. Therefore, the young man below was very confident, and the expression on his face was also very arrogant. Just one person, and a whole bunch of them.
People gathered here, and they were afraid that they would not be able to figure out what to do with him. The song Baifengmen sang was indeed an empty city strategy.
Long Daxiang shook his fingers in a very frivolous manner, and said with a disdainful smile: "Boy, you are no match for a single fight or a group fight. If you dare to come in standing up today, Mr. Long, I must let you go out lying down.
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"It's just you, why are you bragging!"
"Yes, what are you bragging about!"
"It was an empty city plan, but we realized it!"
"Today is the end of your Baifeng Sect, get out of Nancheng District as soon as possible!"
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Prime Minister Long raised his hand and snapped his fingers in the air. A large group of people immediately appeared in the corridor on the second floor. Judging from the number, this group of people was definitely no less than the people in the hall below. From the geographical location and location
Judging from the equipment, the one in the lobby downstairs
This group of people should be unlucky. The people upstairs are holding long things similar to water spray guns. The big cans they are carrying are not water, but strong chili pepper water. They can drink it normally.
One bite can make people smoke.
The people in the hall downstairs haven't understood the situation at all. They are all still yelling and yelling at the people upstairs: "Come down, come down if you can!"
Prime Minister Long smiled disdainfully and cursed: "A bunch of idiots." He raised his hand and gave orders: "Squirt!"
Uh-huh...
A large face of red chili water turned into a huge net, covering the sky and the earth.
Before the group of shouting boys below realized what was going on, they were already screaming from the pain. They all covered their eyes and kept rubbing them, shouting: "Ah, it hurts me so much."
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The pepper water was sprayed for more than three minutes. The people downstairs were completely confused. They lost everything in their hands. They all held their heads and covered their faces and screamed in pain. Some people covered their faces.
Face screamed and ran towards the door. The main door and the small door had been separated by the iron rolling shutter door, making it impossible to escape.
Prime Minister Long waved his hand to his subordinates to stop, and then gave the order: "What are you copying? Come on!"
The boys on the second floor immediately put down their pepper spray guns, picked up sticks and rushed downstairs. At this time, the group of caravans downstairs had almost completely lost their combat effectiveness, facing hundreds of people.
This wave of menacing younger brothers from Fengmen didn't even have the slightest strength to fight back.
Immediately, in the hall on the first floor of Baifengmen, there was another scream. Just now, they were spicy with pepper water, and now they were beaten. The boys of the caravan fell down one after another, and soon a large group of hundreds of people fell.
The eighty boys were all lying on the ground in a mess, struggling and screaming in pain.
Long Daxiang waved his hand, and the younger brothers in the hall stopped. He took out his phone and called Lin Kun. The call was connected immediately. He said with a proud smile: "Brother Kun, the matter has been settled."
Oh no, one hundred and eighty young men are all lying in the hall of our dance hall. Listen, they are all screaming."
On the phone, Lin Kun said: "Okay, good job. Send people to send these boys back to the caravan immediately. Let Ma Jinkui know that there is a price to pay for relying on the old and selling the old. This is just the beginning."
Long Daxiang immediately realized something and said: "Brother Kun, what you mean is that we want to..."
Lin Kun smiled calmly and said: "Prime Minister, you guessed it right."
After hanging up the phone, Long Daxiang had a look on his face, but also a burst of joy. As Lin Kun's life and death brother, Lin Kun could understand Lin Kun's heart to some extent. Although he didn't say it clearly, he already understood Lin Kun's heart.
What Kun means is that the struggle between gangs on the road is just like waging war between countries. There must be a reasonable reason, otherwise they will be looked down upon by other gangs, or even isolated.
Lin Kun has long had the idea of unifying the underground forces in Hong Kong City. The first step is to unify the major forces in Nancheng District. The Crazy Emperor Group has fallen into his hands, and the next one is the caravan!
Long Daxiang is definitely a troublemaker and is not afraid of big troubles. Lin Kun saved his life. He will follow Lin Kun in his life. If Lin Kun wants to do something great, he will do nothing.
Reserved effort.
Prime Minister Long arranged for people to clear out the hall on the first floor, and sent people to send all these boys back intact. How did a dozen vans come and be driven back, directly to the caravan's headquarters?
The headquarters of the caravan is a multi-functional integrated entertainment city
, similar in nature to the Phoenix Club, and similar in scale to the Phoenix Club. Before anything happened to the Phoenix Club, the business of the Caravan Club was not as good as that of the Phoenix Club. Until Feng Biao was arrested and the Phoenix Club changed owners, the business of the Caravan Club was
beyond the past.
Ma Jinkui is in his big office at the moment, waiting for his younger brother who went to Baifengmen Pingchang to report to him. He is sitting behind the desk, and his younger brother Ma Jinbiao is sitting on the sofa in front of him. Ma Jinbiao has a swollen face and arms.
He was wearing a plaster cast and had two crutches beside him. The injury was quite serious.
"Brother, why haven't there been any news about the people you sent? Could it be that they fell into some kind of trap?" Ma Jinbiao asked anxiously.
"Shut your crow mouth. The people I sent are all elites from the caravan. How could you fall into a trap just because you said you fell into a trap?"
"Then why is there no reply yet?" As soon as Ma Jinbiao finished speaking, the sound of car horns came from downstairs. It was not one car or two cars honking their horns, but more than ten cars honking their horns at the same time.
"Back!" Ma Jinbiao picked up the crutch and walked to the window impatiently, with a look of excitement on his face.
In comparison, Ma Jinkui was much calmer. He picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip. Then he walked towards the window in a hurry and muttered in a low voice: "These little naughty boys are also...
I don’t know if I had to call and report in advance, which would make me wait for so long, I really wouldn’t think about it for the boss.”
The two brothers stood by the window and looked downstairs together. A dozen vans were parked neatly at the entrance of the club, but there seemed to be no movement at all on the vehicles. After waiting for a long time, no one came out.
Ma Jinkui and Ma Jinbiao looked at each other and frowned slightly. Ma Jinbiao said: "Brother, why don't I feel something is right? Something happened to these boys. Send someone down to take a look!"
Ma Jinkui picked up the phone and ordered: "Go outside and take a look."
Immediately, two men in security uniforms came out of the club and came to the van. They opened the door of the van with a roar, and two boys rolled out immediately. After the two boys fell to the ground, there was another burst of laughter.
They screamed, their faces were all red with pepper water, and their bodies were limp. It looked like they had been seriously injured.
Ma Jinbiao looked at Ma Jinkui with a look of astonishment and said, "Brother, what's going on? Something doesn't seem right!"
Ma Jinkui frowned deeply and said nothing. As the two security guards opened all the car doors, he stood downstairs and had a clear view of the situation below. Among the boys he sent out to destroy the place, no one could stand
No one got up, they were either lying in the car, or they fell off the car and lay on the ground, screaming in pain.
Ma Jinkui's eyebrows twitched, and Lin Kun's words echoed in his ears - you have as many people as you have, come one by one, and as many as you come in, I will carry out as many as you want.
Suddenly, an icy chill rose up from Ma Jinkui's heart. He thought of the fall of the Crazy Emperor Group, and of Crazy Biao being caught in the bureau. It was said outside that Lin Kun was related to Jiang Feng, and Ma Jinkui was still...
I never really believed it, but now that I think about it carefully, I can't help but break out in cold sweat.
Ma Jinbiao yelled at the side: "Brother, this is too irritating. Let's send people to seek justice right away. I really don't believe it. How fucking awesome can such a kid be? Huh?"
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Ma Jinkui waved his hand calmly and said: "Jinbiao, the matter is not as simple as you think. We have to discuss it in the long run. I have a bad feeling that we are in danger soon. That man named Lin is really not a simple person.