Maison took people to sit in the song hall in Mu Hongzhong, that is, four or five hours, and after half past seven in the evening, the song hall also ushered in a peak of passenger flow, but the guests who came without exception were all told that they were full, and there were two groups of drunk guests who had conflicts with the employees of the song hall because of this incident, and Maison always sat on the sofa with three little brothers, smiling and watching the excitement.

"Brother Sen, are you hungry, or I'll order a takeout to be delivered?" Maison's younger brother had already drunk two pots of tea, but his stomach was still rumbling.

"Forget it, this place is very noisy, what are you eating here, let's go, let's go out to eat!" Maison sat in the song hall for an afternoon, and he also felt a little empty stomach, and there was nothing unusual in the song hall, so he got up directly and walked out of the door with the three of them, but he didn't go far, just crossed the road, went to a noodle restaurant opposite, and sat at a table near the door.

In the noodle restaurant, Maison and his group were also smoking and chatting while waiting for the food, because it was close to eight o'clock at the moment, and the scale of the noodle restaurant they came to was not large, so there were only their group in the house at the moment.

"Brother Sen, we've been waiting here all afternoon, I feel that Mu Hongzhong has pulled today, so what are we going to do tomorrow, will we still come?" a young man asked with a pouting of his hand to help Maison light his cigarette.

"Come on, why don't you come! Let's find more than 50 people, and only spend a few thousand a day! But Mu Hongzhong will have to delay at least tens of thousands! Let's see who can do whom! I lose some money, and the big deal is that the beer will be sold for nothing in a month, but Mu Hongzhong's song hall, not counting anything else, the rent alone is close to 200,000 yuan every month, can he afford it?" Maison leaned back in his chair: "It's like this, within a week, he will definitely be strained!"

"The problem is that Mu Hongzhong has opened a song hall for some years, in case he also finds someone to do with us, then what is the problem?" the other person also responded worriedly.

"Oh, you're panicking! Mu Hongzhong is notoriously timid and afraid of things on Sujiatun's side, and he never comes into contact with those people in society, besides, we still have Zhu Yongshun behind us, what are you afraid of? Chang Kuan of Xiaoxin Distillery was worth hundreds of millions of dollars at the beginning, and now he also let Zhu Yongshun be honest!" Maison took a cigarette in his mouth and bragged loudly: "Mu Hongzhong, this idiot, isn't he willing to tie up with that Yang Dong! Since we finished our last move, Yang Dong hasn't dared to show up until now, just to take Mu Hongzhong as a fool!"

"Yes, didn't you ask us to find that Yang Dong recently, but I inquired, no one has heard of him at all, and this person must be a basket too!"

"Fuck, I'm angry when I mention this!" Maison mentioned this, grinding his teeth slightly, revealing a fierce expression: "Let me tell you, the night I did it last time, I was just unprepared, otherwise with Yang Dong's example, I would be able to fucking clean him up! You wait, let me see him again! I will definitely slap him with a big mouth! If I don't break his leg, I will be a fool!"

"Bang dang!"

After Maison finished speaking, before the little brothers next to him could interject, the door of the noodle restaurant was pushed open, and then Yang Dong was the leader, Luo Han, Lin Tianchi, Huang Shuo, Teng Xiang, Zhang Ao and a group of six people poured into the house together.

"Holy!" a little brother beside Mason recognized the highly recognizable Arhat at first glance, and instinctively got up.

"Bang!"

The moment the young man stood up straight, Rohan stepped forward, slapped his palm directly on the side of his face, and pressed his head against the table.

"Don't move!"

"Fuck you!

At the moment when Luo Han made a move, Huang Shuo, Teng Xiang, and Zhang Ao also all pulled out the big circlip they carried with them, and directly held down the other two people.

"Yang Dong! fuck your uncle!" After seeing Yang Dong, Mai Se reached out and touched the ashtray on the table.

"Stomp!"

Yang Dong stepped forward in two steps at the moment when Maison stretched out his hand, holding a pistol of unknown model in his hand, and smashed it angrily into the side of his face.

"Bang!"

Mason stumbled to his chair.

"Brush!"

Yang Dong and later, the muzzle of the gun in his hand was directly on Maisen's jaw: "I heard that you have been looking for me!

"Whew!"

After Mason was held up by the gun, he gasped and didn't squeak, although he was a little famous in Sujiatun, but he had never seen a player with a gun, but the area around Sujiatun itself was a place for war criminals, and there were definitely not a few people who dared to pull out a gun to do it, so Mason was indeed a little confused about what happened to him, after all, he had never been in contact with Yang Dong before, and he didn't know what kind of way he was.

"Smack!"

Yang Dong saw that Maison was silent, and stretched out his hand to pat his face: "Ask you, speak!"

“...... The surname is Yang, what do you want to do?" Maison was held to the neck by the gun, holding it for a long time before he said a sentence with a deflated stomach.

"There are more than 50 people in the song hall opposite, are you looking for it?" Yang Dong squinted his eyes and glanced at Maison: "It's quite a burying play." ”

Mason was held to the point of the gun, but still did not squeak.

"Make a phone call and let people withdraw?" Yang Dong said with a smile.

"......" Maison remained silent.

"Bang!"

Yang Dong saw that Maison never squeaked, and suddenly shoved him forward with the muzzle of the gun: "Can you do it?"

"Yes!" Maison was poked in the Adam's apple and opened his mouth without a temper.

"The song hall lost 30,000 yuan tonight, Lao Mu asked me for it, and I didn't have it, why don't you borrow it from me?" Yang Dong saw Maison nodding and continued to smile.

"I've got it in my bag, you can take it yourself. Maison was held to his neck by Yang Dong with a gun, the back of his head was tightly pressed against the back of the chair, and he opened his mouth motionlessly.

"Early tomorrow morning, you will personally send this money to Mu Hongzhong, and there is one more thing you remember for me! Xiaoxin's beer, I have sold it, Sujiatun market, I will definitely take it down, today is the last time I have a good conversation with you, I have nothing else, but I have many friends! Even if I go in today! This gun will definitely ring on you! I can play with my life, but do you dare?!" Yang Dong stared at Maisen's eyes, finished his words with disdain, put the gun in his arms, turned around and left.

"Hulala!"

As soon as Yang Dong moved, the other five people followed behind him one after another, leaving without looking back.

"Big brother, what's the matter?" The three people around Maison saw Yang Dong and the others swaggering away, and none of them dared to chase after them, after all, the gun in Yang Dong's hand was indeed quite scary.

"Fuck you! Yang Dong is a fool! If he had just said one more thing to me! I'd have to fucking jump up and fuck him!" "Fuck you, his chest heaving violently, gritted his teeth, and said, "Fuck you! Don't lie at all! If he dared to touch me again just now! I'll fucking kill him today!"

"Yes, Yang Dong did pick up a bargain! Yang Dong didn't dare to fire a gun! It's because he knows your bottom line! He doesn't dare to fight with you!" Hearing this, a little brother beside Maison nodded without hesitation.

"Fuck! Dare to find me with a gun! He's enough!" Maison shivered as he looked at the empty doorway.

"Big brother, what are we going to do next? The people in the song hall, do you want to withdraw or not?" The other young man asked as he listened to the two of them bragging about this, feeling a pain in his head.

"Withdraw! Isn't Yang Dong going to war with me! Then let's grab it openly! Let everyone in the song hall leave!" Maison stiffened his neck and forcibly found a staircase for himself.

"Shake people, big brother?" asked the young man with stinky feet.

"Shake your daddy's basket!You can shake people, but can you shake guns?!" Maison continued to curse.

"Then what are we going to do?" the young man asked again, blinking.

"Fuck it, let's go up to Shenbei and find Zhu Yongshun! Remember what I said! Yang Dong will die ugly!" Maison stood up with his handbag.

"Yes, this kind of thing has to be handled by Brother Yongshun, if he wants to clean up Yang Dong, then it's like grabbing a basket in the crotch of his pants, holding a handle in his hand!"

"Don't talk in this vernacular, go! You go to the door of the cabaret and drive my car over!" Maison interrupted his men and handed over the car keys, "I'll wait for you at the back door!"

"Big brother, what if those guys block us at the door?" the young man asked a little abruptly when he heard this.

"Fucking shit, let's take a taxi through the back door!"

Faced with Yang Dong's sudden appearance with a gun, Maison was indeed a little trembling at this time, as a low-level hooligan who had been in the society for many years, if Yang Dong found a hundred and eighty people to fight with him, he might not feel anything, but the other party's way of only a few people coming, and reaching out to take out the gun, really made him feel sweaty in his trouser pocket, because no one knows if the two sides keep making trouble like this, then when Yang Dong will appear next to him.

Maison was born in selling fake cigarettes, and when he used to pour fake cigarettes, he made a lot of money every month, although the profits of fake wine were higher, but for him who still had a way out, these profits were worth fighting for, but they were definitely not enough for him to fight hard.

Five minutes later, Mason and his party sneaked out of the back door of the hotel, facing the dark alley, and quickly ran to another street and got into a roadside taxi.

......

On the other side, after Yang Dong finished talking to Maison in the noodle restaurant, he strode out of the hotel, pulled the car door and sat in the van, Zhang Ao immediately sat in the cab and drove away.

In the car.

"Dongzi, when did you hide a gun, why didn't I know about this?" Lin Tianchi asked as he still felt his heart pounding until the van drove away.

"Smack!"

Yang Dong pressed the trigger of the "pistol" and lit a cigarette in his mouth: "I have a chicken feather gun, which I bought at the commissary outside the warehouse." ”

"You said, we used the gun just now, and Maison can't call the police, right?" Lin Tianchi continued to ask.

"It's okay, let's scare him, and I didn't rob him! It's just a crime, it's not a crime, it's a big deal, I'll go in and squat for half a month, but if Mason really dares to call the police, his reputation will definitely stink, but he helped me make a name, and he can calculate this account." Yang Dong replied softly with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Then do you think Maison can send the money to Mu Hongzhong tomorrow?" Lin Tianchi asked again.

"If he doesn't send it, I'll continue to look for him. Yang Dong grinned and gave a nonchalant answer.