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Chapter 825: Liu Huaqiang's First Kill

Although Kuantan is the capital of a state, it is not that big compared to Hong Kong Island. After all, the population is too small, but it is not bad in terms of prosperity.

There are many factories here, most of which are large foreign companies, and Kuantan itself is also the base of the Malay Navy. It ranks among the top ten in the entire Malaysia in terms of GDP and per capita income.

It is a not spacious street, and nearly half of the street lights have been vandalized. Compared to the entertainment street next door, although there is only one street between them, it looks very deserted.

Whoosh, a car rushed past the road, and the air flow brought up several torn leaflets, spinning and flying in the air.

The car stopped and the door was pushed open. A tall man with a pointed crew cut and a slender face got out of the car. He turned his head and looked around to confirm his position and then stepped towards one direction. Three men behind him shouted

He followed up without saying a word.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Two thin, dark men looked at the four people walking over, and one of them asked aloud.

The little flat-headed man seemed not to have seen the two of them at all, and was walking alone. Two silent men behind him suddenly took out a sawed-off five-gun gun from their arms and pointed the guns directly at the two men.

Pointed at the black muzzle, the two of them froze on the spot for an instant. There were two "bang" and "bang" sounds, and the butt of the gun hit the back of their heads, and they fell to the ground softly.

Pushing open the big iron door, the young man with a flat head walked along the corridor. After pushing open an iron door again, a mixed smell of tobacco, alcohol and body odor suddenly hit his nostrils, and the fuzzy man frowned slightly.

This is a hall, more than a hundred square meters in size, with more than a dozen gaming tables placed inside. Each gaming table is surrounded by people, each one roaring loudly in the smoke.

There are many women in three-point suits walking back and forth in the hall carrying fruits, cigarettes and wine, providing services to the gamblers. Many gamblers who have won money will reach out and grab a handful on the buttocks of the passing waiters from time to time.

After glancing around, the little crew member walked towards the bar and said, "Cash me 1 million chips."

"One million?" A man with a mustache suddenly stood up from behind the bar, looking up and down at the crew cut with a look of surprise.

This is a black casino. It’s not like no one loses everything here, but I’ve never seen someone ask for a million chips in exchange for it.

He tilted his head and looked at the fat-faced boy in front of him. He took a deep breath and asked, "Where's the money?"

"Pah" sawed off five consecutive hairs and slapped them on the bar, "This is not even enough to exchange for one million!"

"You!" This is here to cause trouble, to cause trouble!

The cold sweat on the mustache's face suddenly fell down, he swallowed, and a stiff smile appeared on his face, "Brother, brother, don't make trouble, this is Brother Hang Tuah's territory."

"I don't care whose territory you have, I'll let you exchange the chips!" Xiao Pingtou glared, grabbed five consecutive hairs and put it on the mustache's face, "What, you think this guy of mine is not worth it?"

Even if it’s a million dollars, I still feel like your head isn’t worth a million dollars.”

"Brother, brother, don't embarrass me, I'm just a little follower." Mustache was about to cry, and his hand under the bar was pressing the alarm frantically.

The little flathead glanced sideways, and immediately the guy's body stiffened and his sphincter relaxed, and a stream of heat flowed directly from his crotch.

Someone pressed the alarm here, and the door to the inner room on the other side of the hall was suddenly pushed open. A group of people rushed out shouting, "What's going on!"

Seeing that nothing happened in the hall, and the gamblers were still immersed in the game, the people who rushed out looked towards the bar, and at a glance they saw the person pointed at the bar by the little crew chief.

The expressions of the six men changed, and they immediately separated from the crowd and walked toward the door. Xiaopingtou also saw the person coming, and a smile suddenly appeared on his lips. He removed the muzzle of the gun from his mustache head and handed it to the person next to him.

"Here, what kind of brother do you want from my casino?" A man standing in the middle with a big gold chain hanging around his neck and a big gold watch on his hand asked.

"Are you the boss here, Hang Tua?" Xiao Pingtou asked with a smile: "I'm sorry, I just arrived in Malaysia and you don't speak Malay well. Please speak slowly."

"It's me, who are you?" Hang Tua frowned. He hated this kind of dragon crossing the river the most.

"Let's get to know each other." With that, Xiao Pingtou walked towards Hang Tuah and said as he walked: "Remember me, my name is Liu Huaqiang. After you go to hell, don't forget to tell the Lord of Hell that I killed you!

"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Hang Tuah could react, a butcher knife slipped from his sleeve. Liu Huaqiang held the handle of the knife with his backhand and swung it forward. The light of the knife flashed across Hang Tuah's neck.

Wiped everywhere.

Hang Tuah felt a chill on his neck, and subconsciously raised his hands to cover his neck, but blood spurted out from between his fingers without stopping. Strength seemed to flow out of his body all at once along with the spurt of blood, and he staggered.

Take a few steps back.

Hang Tuah tried hard to make a sound, but when he opened his mouth several times, only large streams of blood poured out of his mouth. His eyes widened unwillingly, and he raised his blood-covered finger to point with an expressionless face.

Looking at Liu Huaqiang, he twitched twice and fell to the ground with a thud.

The sudden scene shocked everyone. It was not until this moment that a few people around Hang Tua realized what happened. They looked in horror at the man who had cut his boss's throat without saying a word.

Liu Huaqiang didn't seem to feel that everyone was looking at him. He shook off the blood on the knife, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it clean repeatedly, then raised his hand and handed it to the person behind him.

"He killed the boss, kill him, and avenge the boss." Someone finally reacted and shouted, about to rush forward.

"Boom!" Liu Huaqiang raised his hand and snatched the five-round shot from Gengen's hand next to him. He raised a gun with one hand and shot the person who came up to him flying away. The person fell to the ground and died after just a few shots.

A gunshot finally woke up the immersed gamblers. Everyone in the hall looked this way. After seeing clearly the bodies of Hang Tuah and another person lying on the ground, I don’t know who shouted first.

One sentence, "You're killing someone, run away!"

The hall suddenly became chaotic.

"Boom!" "Boom!" Liu Huaqiang raised his hand to the roof of the shed and pulled the trigger directly. The sound of gunfire immediately silenced the chaotic crowd.

Looking across everyone's faces, Liu Huaqiang said in a calm voice: "My name is Liu Huaqiang!"

"From now on, I have the final say here!"

"Who is in favor and who is against!"

For a while, the entire hall was silent. No one dared to speak, including Hang Tuah's former younger brother.

Liu Huaqiang's actions were so clean and neat that he killed two people without blinking an eye. Who dared to say no?

"If you don't say anything, I will assume that you all agree!"

With a smile on his face, he handed the five-shot series to the follower next to him again, raised his hands high and clapped his hands a few times, "Okay, everyone can play how they want. Things here have nothing to do with you. Have fun.

.”

"Everyone be happy!"

"Laugh out loud!"

"Hahahaha" "Hahaha" anyone who caught Liu Huaqiang's gaze immediately laughed loudly.

"That's right!"

"You two take care of the blood stains." Liu Huaqiang pointed to the two former younger brothers of Hang Tuah and said, "You two, carry the body and follow me out to take care of it."

Seeing that the person was still in a daze, Liu Huaqiang frowned and said, "What, is there a problem?"

"No problem, no problem."

"Then don't move!"


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