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Chapter 103: Dont I, the camel, have no face?

At this moment, Wang Xuan was furious!

We planned such a perfect appearance, but everyone actually didn't follow the script, and deliberately gave me the cold shoulder, right?

I asked you to interfere with my appearance!

You are so uncooperative!

Wang Xuan suddenly took out a gun from his arms, aimed forward, "Bang, bang, bang!" and shot three times in a row!

All the bosses subconsciously lowered their heads to avoid it, and there was a cracking sound from the table behind the wall.

Seeing Wang Xuan put down his gun, everyone looked up and saw that the statue of Guan Gong at the altar had been shattered, leaving only a base still there. The broken upper body was lying on the table, with a pair of tiger eyes looking upright.

Everyone.

From this angle, the face that seemed majestic in the past became a little bit weird, and there seemed to be a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Come on, tell me whether you welcome me now or not!!"

Wang Xuan gritted his teeth and roared word by word, which brought the big guys back from their thoughts. Looking at the somewhat nervous guy at the door, everyone was not sure what was going on for a moment.

People in the British Hong Kong government should not be so arrogant. If such guys are qualified to hang out in the government, then they don’t need to hang around!

The leader Luo Tuo slowly stood up from his seat, his movements were a little slow. He was afraid that this manic guy would suddenly shoot him, which would cause more harm than good. "Wang Xuan, who are you?"

"Who?" Wang Xuan was stunned.

"Are you an undercover police agent?"

"What a mess! Where did the bullshit police come from? You don't know how many people have died in my hands? I remember killing two, how can this be a policeman??" Wang Xuan felt that Luo Tuo was mentally ill.

How could he possibly have thought of him being with the police if he didn't have a weak brain?

Besides, is now the time to talk about this?

Only then did everyone realize that such a thing was indeed happening.

Since this kid is not a policeman, everyone is not so afraid. He is a member of a gang and has his own rules.

"Longtou, are you meeting today to punish Dadong, the man who killed his own brother by eating and drinking!?" Bringing back the topic, Wang Xuan was not going to continue talking in circles with this idiot.

Everyone's expressions froze and they all looked at Dadong.

If Wang Xuan made up his mind to kill Dadong today, no one would stop him forcefully, and since he was not his own son, who would care whether he lived or died when facing so many gunpoints at a critical moment.

Dadong opened his mouth and stared at Wang Xuan with an ugly face. Death was approaching, and his mind was racing, trying to fight for a chance to survive.

His eyes swept over all the big guys present. Some raised their heads to study the lamp, some lowered their heads to study the table, some started to study the palm prints, and some stared at the statue of Guan Gong with pity on their faces. Anyway, no one was looking at him.

A bunch of bastards, none of them can be trusted at critical moments!

Finally, the sight came to Luo Tuo. He is the leader and the biggest one in the room. Now we can't pretend not to see it!

"Please lead the leader to seek justice. I am really not the murderer!"

"Wang Xuan, this matter needs to be discussed in the long term. There is insufficient evidence." Luo Tuo's face was also ugly. He was pointed at a gun by his younger brother. It's strange that he was in a good mood. He was committing rebellion.

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Don’t I, the camel, have no face?!

But now he didn't dare to scold Wang Xuan directly. With so many guns, he was really afraid that Wang Xuan would kill him when he got excited. But Dadong, he still wanted to defend it. After all, it was the result that everyone had agreed on long ago.

If Long Tou still wants to maintain his prestige, he cannot soften at this moment.

"Have you seen that videotape?" The voice was very calm, and no one could tell any emotion from his tone.

"Xi B is the murderer, that's for sure, but he is also from Hongxing, so his words are not trustworthy!" Luotuo looked around at the group of guys who wanted to stay out of the matter, "We have discussed this matter, and everyone present has also discussed it.

Everyone feels that Xi B’s words are not credible, tell me, don’t you think so?”

At the critical moment, the camel pulled everyone into the water.

"Ahem." Shashu coughed, "Long Tou is right. We have discussed this matter. Xi B's words cannot be trusted."

"Yeah, yeah." Others echoed.

In fact, everyone is not particularly worried that Wang Xuan will kill all the big guys present at once. Heise will have Heise's rules.

There are many people who have committed rebellion and killed the boss himself, but they are all done secretly or with the help of others. It is impossible for Wang Xuan to do it openly and honestly.

The reason is very simple. If Wang Xuan dares to do this today, his subordinates will dare to do it tomorrow, and everything will be chaotic.

Besides, everyone has no grievances against Wang Xuan now. Killing Wang Xuan will do no good to them, so why ruin their own reputations.

As for Dadong... ahem, who is he? Where is he? What is he going to do?

"So, my eldest brother's death is just so unclear?" Wang Xuan looked around, a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and then disappeared immediately.

"How can you say forget it? Of course we have to settle the score with Hong Xing's boss!"

"Why bother? Why refuse to admit it? Everyone knows what's going on." After Wang Xuan finished speaking, he looked at everyone present. Seeing that everyone was silent, he smiled disdainfully.

"I won't let my eldest brother die in vain. Since Dongxing himself doesn't abide by the rules of the club, then..." Wang Xuan paused for a moment and suddenly shouted loudly: "Then I will set up my own business. My eldest brother's revenge must be

Pay it forward!"

Wang Xuan's voice startled everyone, including Uncle Feng and Hui, who looked at Wang Xuan blankly. They never expected that Wang Xuan would do something like this.

Turning against Dong Xing and setting up one's own business is not as simple as just saying it. This is challenging Dong Xing's status as the underworld in Hong Kong. Dong Xing will inevitably fight back with all its strength. If you can survive and set up your own business, if you can't survive, you will die without a burial.

place.

Moreover, other gangs may not follow suit and add insult to injury.

Take Dongxing as an example. It has been decades since its establishment and no one has ever set up a business on its own. The face of the leader Luotuo was very ugly at the moment. If he hadn't been pointed at by more than a dozen guns, he would have jumped up and cursed Wang Xuan.

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He could finally see that all this talk of avenging Bucky was bullshit. This kid was just making excuses and reasons for himself, just to set up his own business. Unfortunately, he had previously thought of taking back all Wang Xuan's territory and leaving him alive.

, now it seems that this kid is just a white-eyed wolf, and he should be killed without mercy.

This bad idea must not be opened!

In his eyes, sparing Wang Xuan's life was a special kindness. If Wang Xuan knew his thoughts, he would definitely open his skull immediately to see what was inside.

The faces of the other big guys here also changed slightly, are they self-reliant?

Hey...hey hey!

It's not that they haven't thought about it, but they just think about it. Few people can really survive on their own. They know it very well. Even if they are hostile to each other, at the critical moment, they still have to stick together for warmth and run single gangs.

If you don't live for more than a year, you will be eaten by those around you who are looking at you with eager eyes.

In their eyes, Wang Xuan is crazy and arrogant. He really takes himself seriously. Do you think that with these elites and dozens of guns in his hands, he can stand firm?

Ridiculous country bumpkin!


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