As soon as Bei Dao Hexun's words came out, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became colder. A guard standing behind Mr. Che suddenly took out a pistol and was about to shoot at Bei Dao Hexun. This guard had a military career.
, and is an excellent shooter. He is confident that he can shoot Kitajima Kazuno's head at such a close range.
However, the moment the gun in his hand was revealed, Yamaguchi Tomoko, who was standing next to Kitajima Kazun, showed off a pocket pistol. The color of the pistol was extremely beautiful, it was rose gold, and there was a bang.
The bullet whizzed into the guard's eye socket, penetrated the head and flew out, shattering a large blue and white porcelain bottle with a height of 1.8 meters behind him...
"ah!"
Wow...
With screams and shattering sounds, the guard fell to the ground lifeless.
Another guard behind Mr. Che also wanted to draw his gun. Tomoko Yamaguchi pointed his pistol at him, and the guard immediately stopped, trembling.
Boom!
The gunshot still rang out, and the bullet created a strong gust of wind and penetrated the shoulder blade of the arm where the guard wanted to draw the gun.
"ah!"
The guard screamed and backed up again and again. His whole arm drooped down, and blood dripped down. But an even more horrifying scene happened. His blood turned black quickly, and the blood vessels on his arm also quickly turned black.
, it looked like countless spider webs were densely covered on it, and it spread towards his chest. At the same time, a severe pain penetrated the heart, making the guard scream.
"Poison, it's poison!"
Liu Changfa shouted in panic, and the others also noticed it. Everyone was anxious and wanted to save this little brother, but there was nothing they could do for a while. This was the first time they had seen such a terrible poison.
Yamaguchi Tomoko sneered and said: "He can't die for the time being, but if he can't survive for three hours, I'm afraid he will turn into a rotting corpse. You must be curious about how Lin died. He just suffered from this kind of disease."
Poison, whatever you want
No matter how strong the masters of China are, they can't stand my poison. I really don't understand why you people are so arrogant. If you know what's going on, you should quickly crawl under Mr. Beidao's knees, let you live, and then reward you with a bite of meat.
."
These words were harsh and harsh, and did not save any face for the big guys present. Everyone wanted to resist, but they did not have the strength to resist at all.
They have always felt that they have absolute skill and strength, but compared with the three islanders in front of them, they seem to be far inferior.
It’s not that there aren’t experts in China’s arena. It’s not impossible for them to spend a lot of money to hire them, but at the moment, they really can’t find them.
Mou Bin stood up first, bowed his hands to Bei Dao and Hexun, "Mr. Bei Dao, I, Mou Bin, am willing to do my best for you." After saying that, he knelt down on one knee and looked up at Bei Dao with a pious look.
He Xun.
Bei Dao Hexun smiled slightly, with a look of satisfaction on his face, "Very good, Mou Binsang, from now on the territory under the man who died just now will be yours, and I will not treat those who take the initiative to seek refuge with me badly."
Everyone around the table secretly criticized Mou Bin's move. Even the few people who had just sat on the same side as Mou Bin and agreed to make peace with the Hekou Group were now dissatisfied with Mou Bin's dog-legged appearance. Anyway, we
They are all Chinese and have no Chinese backbone at all.
Kazuo Kitajima looked at the remaining people. The others couldn't help but trembled. Yamaguchi Tomoko pointed the gun at them. Kazuo Kitajima smiled lightly and said: "Everyone, I am Kazuo Kitajima.
Xun will not force you to do anything, if you do not support it
, then let’s not be enemies in the future. There are no permanent friends or permanent enemies in this world. Of course, I like to settle things once and for all, one bullet for each person. If you survive, then we will not be in conflict with each other in the future. If not,
…”
Bei Dao Hexun didn't finish his words, but his meaning was already very clear. Today, everyone will either surrender or die. At this moment, he was standing in the hall wearing a black kimono, looking more like a reaper reaping life.
Che Guohai wanted to stand up to please him, but Old Man Che glared at him. Old Man Che stood up, looked at Bei Dao Hexun and said: "You have great skills and a poisonous gun. I, Old Man Che, admit defeat today.
But if you want me to surrender to you, shoot me to death."
Yamaguchi Tomoko's bullet hit the pond, Bei Dao Hexun raised his hand to stop him, looked at Mr. Che with a smile, and said: "Mr. Che, you are really important to me. With your prestige in Heihe Province, I can only do it with your support.
To rule better, you can be proud and fearless of death, but where are your grandsons and granddaughters?
I heard that Miss Che is a beautiful woman who is not married yet. I don’t mind bringing her to our country and letting her enjoy the taste of a man. Our adult company is under the name of Beidao family.
We happen to be short of actresses, and Miss Che will definitely be very popular with her figure and appearance."
"you……"
Mr. Che's face changed suddenly and his body trembled. Che Guohai quickly stood up to support him and said in a low voice: "Dad, don't force yourself to take this breath. Lin Kun is already dead. We from Heihe Province
Jianghu is already weak, so even if you don’t think about yourself and insist on having the backbone, you still have to think about Lingling and Yongzi.”
"well!"
Mr. Che sighed heavily and sat slumped on the chair. Suddenly he seemed to be much older again, and the dull luster on his face seemed to have run out of oil not long ago.
…
In Zhonggang City, the mourning hall is located in the hall of the funeral home. This is the largest hall in the entire funeral home. It is late at night, and there are still countless people inside. Lin Kun's body has changed, so Chu Jingyao asked someone to cremate it first.
Then there will be a memorial service tonight and a burial early tomorrow morning. All this seems hasty, but Chu Jingyao also has her reasons. Since Lin Kun died tragically, she wants him to be buried as soon as possible.
There was a burst of crying. Lin Kun's former brothers and women were all present. Some of these people had met Chu Jingyao, some had not, some were Lin Kun's women, and some just had an extraordinary relationship but never got any further.
, Lin Kun never denied his romance, but the women around him also knew that the one who could always occupy the most precious position in his heart was Chu Jing, who was kneeling on the ground in white at the moment, kowtowing to the mourning guests in return.
Yao.
Chengcheng was still young, and he knelt beside his mother to return the favor. The little guy's eyes were swollen from crying, and it seemed that he was about to dry up with tears. Looking at him, Chu Xiangguo burst into tears beside him, and Jiang Yingxia also shed tears.
more than.
Jiang Yeli, Shen Man, Han Xin, Yu Su, Lu Ting, Zhang Xiaoya, Xie Banruo, Angelina, Kardashian, etc...
These women stood aside, all crying, especially Zhang Xiaoya, who cried like a child.
Outside the memorial hall, a girl wearing black clothes did not come in. She just stood at the door and looked at the photo on the mourning hall. He smiled calmly. It seemed that in her impression, this guy had never been like this.
As she was passing by, she felt very awkward.
An old servant's voice came from behind, "Miss, why don't you go in and take a look?"
Song Xinyi shook her head, "After the burial tomorrow, I will go see him alone..."
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