As soon as the gunshot rang out, Han Baihang stood up, pointed at Zhang Xiaolin and shouted: "Okay, I just confirmed the secret code you discussed. Boss Wang, this person is a disaster if he is left here. Kill him quickly!"
Zhang Xiaolin was also frightened by the sound of gunfire. He heard Han Baihang pour a basin of dirty water on him again, coupled with the real sound of gunfire outside.
Even God is helping Han Baihang now. Zhang Xiaolin couldn't explain it clearly, so he turned to be evil and pointed a gun at Han Baihang and cursed: "Fuck you, uncle, if you want to kill me, I'll kill you first!"
With this move, it was not just black but it became black. Wang Yaqiao sneered and said: "This is my territory. If you want to kill someone, have you asked me if I have."
Wang Yaqiao took out a gun from under the table, put it against Zhang Xiaolin's head and shouted: "Put the gun down for me!"
Wang Qiming also pointed at Zhang Xiaolin's head and said: "Put down the gun, you still have a way to survive."
Zhang Xiaolin looked at Wang Yaqiao with red eyes and said, "Do you really believe this kid's lies?"
"I don't believe anyone's words, but in this place, I have the final say on who lives and who dies! If you feel that you are unjust, put down the gun and I will give you an explanation." Wang Yaqiao's tone was somewhat arrogant and domineering.
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Zhang Xiaolin glanced at the three of them and realized that the situation was stronger than the others. He also calmed down. It was too fake to be true. Even if Wang Yaqiao detained him, Wang Yaqiao would not dare to do anything to him.
If Zhang Xiaolin was impulsive, he might actually be beaten to death by Wang Yaqiao, which would play into Han Baihang's plan.
Zhang Xiaolin has been hanging out in Shanghai for so many years and is able to compete with Huang Jinrong. After calming down, his brain is still very useful.
"I believe in your character Wang Yaqiao!" Zhang Xiaolin said and threw the gun in his hand on the ground. At this time, a man broke in from outside the door with blood on his body.
Wang Yaqiao frowned and asked: "What's going on outside? Who is shooting?"
The man gasped and said: "We don't know either. A group of people suddenly appeared with fierce firepower. Many brothers have been injured! Boss, what should we do now?"
Han Baihang hurried to Wang Yaqiao and said: "The enemy is obviously well prepared. They have left the green hills behind. They are not afraid of running out of firewood. It is better for us to go first."
Wang Yaqiao glanced at his brother who was covered in blood, and the gunshots outside slowly began to become more intense.
After hesitating for a long time, Wang Yaqiao gritted his teeth and said: "Go down and tell the brothers to retreat first and gather at the warehouse in the south of the city!"
The man responded, stumbled out and conveyed Wang Tieqiao's order. Wang Tieqiao glanced at Zhang Xiaolin and walked towards the door. Five or six people were already standing outside, guarding the door.
"Tie him up and take him away!" Wang Yaqiao pointed at Zhang Xiaolin and said, then surrounded by everyone, he walked towards the backyard.
Han Baihang and Wang Qiming were at the end, trotting behind them. Heavy rain poured down, gunshots continued to ring out under the night, and countless firelights illuminated the night.
Countless screams intertwined together, washed by the sound of rain, leaving an unknown distance along the earth.
Wang Qiming lowered his head and asked Han Baihang beside him: "How do you know that someone will come to attack the Ax Gang?"
This sneak attack crowd undoubtedly added a lot of credibility to Han Baihang's lies. If it weren't for these people, Wang Yaqiao would have discovered that Han Baihang was lying after just a moment's thought. After all, there were too many loopholes in that lie.
For example, if Zhang Renkui really wanted to kill Wang Yaqiao, why not let his disciple Huang Jinrong do it instead of letting his nephew who he didn't know very well do it?
But this point has already made people suspicious, let alone other things. Of course Han Baihang also knew this, but it was urgent and he had no good way, so he could only give it a try.
"I'm just guessing. Someone wants me dead! No matter where I am, he will definitely want me dead!" Han Baihang said with a wry smile.
Wang Qiming also knew that now was not the time to ask questions, so he supported Han Baihang and followed closely behind Wang Yaqiao and others.
After leaving the guild hall, cars were already prepared outside the door. In less than half an hour, several people had arrived at the warehouse in the south of the city.
Wang Yaqiao sat on a chair, while Han Baihang and the others could only stand. Han Baihang was injured, and the injury recurred during this run. He had to lean on Wang Qiming to stand in front of him.
"It's safe here!" Wang Yaqiao said with a cold face: "Zhang Xiaolin, we have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges recently. What you did is a bit too bullying."
Zhang Xiaolin said with a smile: "You are so stupid, you still pretend to be stupid. You can't even hear such a clumsy lie? If I want to kill you! I will come to you alone. You are stupid, I am not stupid!"
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When Han Baihang heard this, he secretly screamed that something was wrong. Now that Zhang Xiaolin had calmed down, if he were allowed to speak again, his lie might be self-defeating.
Sure enough, Wang Yaqiao was beaten first by Han Baihang and was so shocked that he couldn't turn around for a while. Later, the club was attacked again and they determined that Zhang Xiaolin planned to kill him.
He also turned a corner along the way. There was indeed something wrong with what Han Baihang said, and it was a big problem. The way he looked at Han Baihang also changed.
Han Baihang and Wang Qiming leaned together, both sweating. Wang Yaqiao glanced at Zhang Xiaolin and said to a brother next to him: "Let him go first!"
Wang Qiming's heart skipped a beat, and he stretched his hands involuntarily toward his arms. Wang Yaqiao glared at Wang Qiming and said, "Go and shoot them!"
Just as Wang Qiming was about to draw his gun and prepare for a desperate fight, Han Baihang held down his hand and shook his head gently.
With no other choice, Wang Qiming had no choice but to hand over his gun to Wang Yaqiao's younger brother. Now the two of them really became fish on the chopping board, and they were left to be slaughtered.
"Boss Wang, you don't believe what I say, but do you still believe what this person says?" Han Baihang pointed at Zhang Xiaolin and said, "Don't you know what this person is like?"
Wang Yaqiao sneered: "Both of them are not good people. Now I don't believe anyone!"
Zhang Xiaolin rubbed his sore wrist and said: "This man is a mad dog. He is going to die, but he doesn't forget to bite others."
"That's better than a despicable villain like you!"
"I'm going to nm, I don't want to be a traitor to the country like you!"
"Haha, it's so ridiculous that being a dog to the British is not a traitor!"
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Han Baihang took the opportunity to quarrel with Zhang Xiaolin, but his thoughts were racing, thinking about ways to escape. If he could get one more minute, just one minute!
"Shut up, everyone!" Wang Yaqiao shouted loudly, interrupting the two of them.
