Chapter Seventy-Four: The Play Is Over

When the foreign priest rushed to the front of the car, the bald guy was carrying a bucket of gasoline with a happy face, and poured down from the roof of his car with a clatter.

The pale yellow liquid poured down the cart, and there was a pungent smell in the air, worse than the smell of the public toilet in their alley.

The foreign Taoist priest shouted, and the bald guy stopped his movements and looked back.

When he found the foreign priest coming angrily, the bald man threw down the gasoline canister, took out a dagger from his hand, and grabbed it towards his thigh.

The foreign Taoist dodged, leaned sideways and grabbed the bald guy's tiger mouth and pinched it hard.

The bald guy was in pain, and the dagger fell to the ground.

He followed him and grabbed him by the neck, lifting him in the air.

B: "Who told you to burn the car?"

The bald guy desperately grabbed Xi Bing's arm, and his feet kicked wildly, but Xi Bing's strength was too great, and he couldn't break free with all his strength.

Zhang Zizai said with a smile: "We don't have to run around at all, just wait for the rabbit at home." ”

Seeing that the bald guy didn't say a word, he rounded his arm and slapped him: "Give me back my underwear!"

The bald guy had one of his teeth knocked out, and he couldn't breathe well, and his face gradually began to turn blue and purple.

Xi Bing looked at him and laughed angrily: "You kid, your mouth is quite hard!"

Zhang Zizai patted Bing's shoulder and reminded, "You put him down." ”

"No, he'll have to tell me where the panties are!"

Zhang Zizai: "You pinched him like this, he couldn't speak." ”

Boiling Bing: "I pinched his neck, and I didn't cover his mouth!"

Zhang Zizai shook his head helplessly: "I can't speak like pinching my neck." ”

Boiling Bing looked puzzled.

The foreign Taoist nodded: "It's true." ”

Only then did he let go of the bald guy suspiciously.

The bald guy fell to the ground, gasping for breath and coughing.

Zhang Zizai squatted next to him and asked with a smile, "Do you know the people in the vegetable market?"

The bald guy turned his head and said nothing.

Zhang Zizai grabbed his hair and slammed it into the car door.

hit him three or five times in a row, and he was dizzy.

Zhang Zizai: "Do you know or don't know?"

The bald guy covered his head, his eyes glaring at him viciously.

Yo! It looks like it's still a hard stubble.

"If you don't open your mouth again, don't blame me for closing the door and letting the dog go!" Zhang Zizi turned his head and beckoned to Xi Bing.

Boiling Bingzheng pinched his neck with both hands, and tried to squeeze out a trace of voice from between his teeth, "I...... No...... Be...... Dog.... I ......"

"Oh! I really can't speak!"

Zhang Zizai: "Hurry up, don't ink." ”

Boiling Bing walked over, picked up the bald guy from the ground, grabbed the waist of his pants with one hand and the neck collar with the other, and banged like a bell on the foreign Taoist's car.

The foreign Taoist priest roared: "Stop!"

Zhang Zizai: "Why are you so soft-hearted? Two days ago, they were going to hold knives instead of sticks, and you might have become my customers long ago!"

The foreign Taoist priest pushed everyone away, pointed to the telephone pole on the side, and said, "Get out of there and hit it!"

After speaking, he touched his dented body with a distressed face.

In this kung fu, the bald guy broke free and ran towards the street with a rolling belt.

The foreign Taoist priest was still distressed about his car, and he began to pinch himself again.

Zhang Zizi was helpless, so he had to shout a few words of wooden man and chase after the bald guy.

The bald guy ran forward desperately, but saw Zhang Zizi calmly following behind him with his hands behind his back, getting closer and closer to him as if he had flashed.

When he looked up, Zhang Zizai was already standing in front of him, looking at himself with a mobile phone in his hand and laughing.

In the next second, Ziji was already lying on the ground.

......

The bald guy followed Zhang Zizi back to the store in a gray manner.

As soon as he entered the door, he asked, "Where are my underwear?"

The bald guy was hesitant, and the foreign Taoist priest kicked him to the ground: "Say!

The bald guy wailed: "Boss, I really don't do my business, I'm just passing by and just looking for a place to relieve myself!"

The foreign Taoist priest said angrily: "Why do you pee on gasoline?"

The bald guy lowered his head and looked at the foreign Taoist priest sadly: "Big brother, just let me go, I won't be able to mix in the Tao in the future." ”

Foreign Taoist: "If you don't say it, you'll die!"

The bald guy said righteously: "The head can be broken and the blood can flow, and the rules on the road must be observed!"

The priest raised his foot and was about to kick again, but Shiramaruko came down the stairs and stopped him.

Shiramaruko called several people together and whispered.

A minute later, the group ended the conversation.

The foreign Taoist priest picked up the dagger he snatched from the bald guy and said viciously: "Give you one last chance, to say or not to say?"

The bald guy put on a generous posture and said, "Don't say it!"

The foreign priest shouted hello, then picked up the dagger and stabbed at him.

Boiling Bing stood up in time and blocked the foreign Taoist priest and said: "Forget it, didn't you just pour some gasoline, and you didn't really light it, so there is no need to kill people." ”

The foreign Taoist priest was dissatisfied: "It's not your car that splashed, of course you're fine." Let me go, I'm going to kill this kid today!"

Boiling C: "But ......"

The foreign Taoist priest pushed him away: "Don't force Lai Lai!

Hearing this, Xi Bing was also anxious, crossed his waist with one hand, pointed at the nose of the foreign Taoist priest and scolded: "Okay, you are a! You have a long ability, right? I kindly persuade you that you still dare to shout at me? To tell you the truth, I have endured ......."

Before he finished speaking, the dagger of the foreign Taoist priest was already plunged straight into his heart.

Xi Bing stared at the foreign Taoist priest with wide eyes, his eyes were full of disbelief, and then he covered his chest, took two steps back, and shouted: "You! you! you ......."

The foreign priest pulled out the knife and stabbed him several times in the body.

Boiling Bing bent over, holding the foreign Taoist priest with one hand, and blood began to appear in his mouth: "I...... I ....."

The foreign Taoist snorted coldly and made up for it.

Only then did he fall to the ground in pain, convulsions.

"That's a lot of nonsense! Who does Lao Tzu want to kill?" The foreign Taoist priest said a cruel word to the boil on the ground, and then turned around, staring at the bald guy with vicious eyes, and approached him step by step.

Although the bald guy has been on the road for many years, he has seen a lot of scenes of fighting and killing, but it is really the first time he has seen a person who stabbed his accomplice to death without saying a word.

At this moment, he was staring at the foreign Taoist priest with a frightened expression, and a large piece of wet was already under him.

Foreign Taoist: "Give you another chance, tell me quickly, who sent you!"

The bald guy replied in a trembling voice: "Big brother, don't kill me! If you really don't do my business, I'm just an errand runner!"

The foreign Taoist squinted at him, picked up the dagger and licked the blood stains on it, and then said, "The boss of the spicy and shrinking door is back?"

The foreign Taoist priest licked the blade of the knife, and at this moment his tongue was constantly oozing blood.

The bald guy peed again.

Good guy, this pervert in front of him is not only killing his accomplices, but he doesn't even let go of himself!

Foreign Taoist: "Boss!"

Bald guy: "My boss's name is Luo Yasu, and he found the people who have been looking for you in the past two days!"

Zhang Zizai stepped forward and kicked him hard: "Say, why are you bothering us?"

Bald guy: "I don't know, I just listened to someone's orders to burn the car!"

Zhang Zizai snatched the dagger from the foreign Taoist priest and swiped it around against the bald man's face: "You don't know?"

Bald guy: "I really don't know! I heard that the boss has taken a lot of money from others, let's find a way to fix you." As long as he doesn't kill anyone, he will take care of everything!"

Zhang Zizai: "Who gave the money?"

"I really don't know about this......"

Zhang Zizai frowned and said, "Then where is your boss now?"

Bald guy: "He usually plays cards in Causeway Bay. ”

Zhang Zizai: "Yo he! Mix enough Niu X, play a card and run to XG!"

The bald guy hurriedly said: "No, no, our boss worships Red Star, so he opened a mahjong parlor by himself, and named it Causeway Bay." ”

The bald guy told Zhang Zizai the address.

The foreign priest picked him up from the ground and kicked him out of the door.

The bald guy didn't look back, and disappeared at the end of the street with a puff of smoke.

After the bald guy left, Zhang Zizai rushed to lie on the ground and still convulsed: "Stop acting, everyone has already left." ”

When he heard this, he got up from the ground and smiled at everyone: "How is it?

Bai Maruko: "Not a bad fart! Just now, the first knife of the dog Dan'er was obviously straight into your heart! You don't just die Qiaoqiao, what kind of drama are you forcibly adding to yourself there?"

B: "But...... The character I designed was more mischievous, so the subtext in my heart was that I didn't want to die yet...... But if you give me a little more time, I'll be dead. ”

Bai Maruko: "Get out!

Boiling C: "I ......"

The foreign Taoist priest finished the medicine on his tongue, stretched it out and exposed it, and hissed and inhaled while facing the bingle.

Boiling Bing was scolded by Bai Pills, so he had to transfer his anger to the foreign Taoist: "Didn't I tell you to prick my neck, how can I wear it if you pierce my clothes with so many holes?"

The foreign Taoist priest apologized: "Aren't I afraid that the stab neck will spurt too much blood, and it will be difficult to clean for a while." ”

Boiling Bing: "I have more than 20,000 clothes!"

......

After the bald guy left, the group packed up and prepared to rush to Causeway Bay.

Zhang Zizai blamed the foreign Taoist priest for letting go of the bald guy at will, if he ran back to ventilate and report the news, there would definitely be another tough battle to fight at that time.

The foreign Taoist priest took out a large bag of spirit runes from the room and stuffed them all into the trunk: "I let him go, just to let him go to ventilate and report the news, otherwise how can I get together the group of bastards who beat me?"