The first thousand one hundred and eighty-nine chapters refer to the penalty victory knife
Chapter 1,189: Punishment and Victory with the Knife
Zhang Deli is a gangster leader who usually makes a splash in his films. He has an unusually keen sense of the surrounding atmosphere, especially danger. Just when he lowered his head to inspect the curly-haired man's injuries, he suddenly felt a sensation on his neck.
A cool breeze blew over him, making the hairs all over his body stand up.
The tone of Wei Dongsheng's words suddenly turned cold. Zhang Deli raised his head sharply. The sight of his eyes made him take two steps back in shock. He looked at the other person with a wary expression and said in a deep voice: "Brother Dongsheng, if you have anything to say, just say it."
, don’t act like you want to start a movie with someone, you know, guys are not intimidated.”
Wei Dongsheng smiled coldly and winked at the two black-skinned men behind him. They immediately took out a pistol with a silencer from their arms and pointed it at Zhang Deli and others.
Zhang Deli's expression changed drastically. He swallowed dryly and looked at Wei Dongsheng, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Dongsheng, what are you doing? Don't make such a joke with your brother?"
Wei Dongsheng raised his right palm to his shoulder and said with a cold smile: "Go on your way with peace of mind, I will burn some paper money for you today next year." As soon as he finished speaking, he pressed down his palm decisively.
Puff - Two points of mist were sprayed out from the pitch-black muzzle, and then the spherical lamp on the ceiling of the bar exploded, turning into a pile of broken glass pieces and falling down.
The two gunmen covered their bleeding wrists and took two steps back. Both pistols fell to the ground. They looked at the bar not far away with horrified expressions. There was a silver fork nailed to each of their right wrists. They sat there.
The gangsters on the sofa stood up with a cry, and everyone consciously kept quiet. Their eyes were all focused on the bar. I saw the waiter holding three shiny silver forks and wiping them carefully with a white towel, as if
He didn't pay any attention to the strange looks from this group of people.
The waiter is Xu Qing. When he saw two black-skinned gunmen raising their guns, he took out two forks and flew them over. Now he can accurately control the strength of his hands. After all, the speed of the two gunmen in pulling the triggers was slow.
One step forward.
The gunman's eyes turned to the pistols on the ground. These two familiar weapons were close at hand, but far out of reach for their injured palms. It was easy for two well-trained gunmen to kill these gangsters.
, but in front of the powerful ancient warriors, they were like two black-bone chickens with broken claws, and now they didn't even have the courage to stretch out the other claw.
Xu Qing wiped the fork in his hand casually, then kicked his feet and jumped out of the half-meter-high bar counter, as easily as he jumped over a brick lying in front of him.
"Don't be stunned, tie them up." Xu Qing threw away the towel, leaving only three shining forks. Zhang Deli, who came to his senses, rushed forward to pick up the pistol, and pointed the gun at Wei
Dongsheng raised his head and sneered: "Brother Dongsheng, I can't believe it. It's hard to say who will burn paper for whom next year. Please!"
The gangsters standing next to the sofa were all blinking and eyebrow-raising. They swarmed up and tied up the two gunmen and Wei Dongsheng with belts. Some of them even quickly swept away the broken glass on the ground and even removed the bullets.
They cleaned up all the bloodstains and blood on the ground. It seemed that these people usually did a lot of cleaning work at the scene.
Next, Zhang Deli took the initiative to ask for a job as an interrogator, and took the three of them to the utility room behind the bar to clean up. He was shocked by this fellow just now, and now it was time to retaliate. He felt that he
The most right thing to do is to stand with Mr. Xu, otherwise the happy days will come to an end early.
Zhang Deli had been a soldier for several years and was very good at interrogating people. He asked a few gangsters to remove the fork from the gunman's wrist, wrapped the wound in plastic wrap and threw it aside, and then tied a hemp rope behind his back.
Wei Dongsheng hung his hands on the ceiling fan blades on the ceiling of the utility room. He held a wide belt in his hand and slapped the fellow's armpits hard.
Bang bang bang - the pain of the belt being slapped in the armpit was much more unbearable than other places. Wei Dongsheng was howled miserably after being slapped, but this guy acted tough and actually bit them all to death in one bite.
Everything was his idea and had nothing to do with the Hanhai Group. In a rage, Zhang Deli picked up his belt and whipped the person violently until he fainted.
"Mom, I don't believe I won't be able to open your mouth today. Go and help me get some ice water to wake this kid up." Zhang Deli wiped the hot sweat from his forehead and loudly ordered Si Maotuo beside him to go.
Prepare ice water.
Xu Qing stood aside with his arms folded. He would not feel the slightest sympathy for Wei Dongsheng who fainted, because he could tell from the guy's voice that he was the guy who called him in Zishan Village.
I don’t know how many lives this guy had on his hands. He deserved a beating, but Zhang Deli couldn’t come up with anything even after a long period of questioning.
Si Maotuo quickly got a box of iced mineral water, opened the box, placed it in front of Zhang Deli, and asked in a low voice: "Boss, are you going to pour it or should I do it?"
Zhang Deli glared and cursed: "Damn, of course it was you who did it, why don't you see me holding this guy in my hand? Hurry! Wake him up."
Si Maotuo responded, took a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap and took a sip. He sprayed it all over Wei Dongsheng's face. The guy woke up immediately after being aroused by the cold water. He gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Deli and said fiercely:
"Grandson, if you have the guts, kill this man. If you don't kill me, sooner or later, your whole family will be killed!"
Zhang Deli frowned and smacked the guy in the face with a belt. He turned around and said to Xu Qing: "Master Xu, this guy must have committed a murder. You know he is a dead man anyway. If you want to pry open his mouth, you have to be cruel."
Finished." After saying that, he put down his belt, bent down and pulled out a gleaming dagger from his calf. Only this cruel method could make Wei Dongsheng speak.
Xu Qing smiled calmly and said, "You don't have to work hard. With just two fingers, I can make him shake out all the stuff in his stomach. Look at it." After saying that, he strode up to Wei Dongsheng and pointed at him.
One tap was placed on each of the two acupuncture points in Zhongqihai, as light as a daughter-in-law poking her lover's forehead with an orchid finger.
Zhang Deli and Si Maotuo looked at each other. They couldn't figure out what medicine Xu Shao was selling in his gourd. Could it be that the conscience of this guy with a murder case on his back would find out?
Xu Qing turned around, waved to the two of them and said, "Listen here, you two. Write down what he said later, and then tell it to me. Go out and have a cigarette."
After saying that, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and walked out of the utility room, closing the door behind him. Zhang Deli grinned, raised the dagger in his hand and stepped forward, ready to use his method to interrogate people.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he got closer, he heard a heart-rending cry, which made his eardrums buzz. When he looked at Wei Dongsheng again, he saw a face twisted in pain.