Chapter 1202: Dead Hand!

Guanglei patted Manager Duan's neck and said, "You, if you really owe someone money, give it to someone."

"Such a big person, owing more than one million, you can say, it's not good, understand?"

Manager Duan looked at Guang Lei and said with a blank face: "Brother Lei, it's not ......"

"What's not fun, I'll ask you, do you owe him money?" Guang Lei pointed at Duan Xiaobo and asked Manager Duan.

"He's the one who holds the account. ”

"Oh, I'll just say it. If you give it to others happily, they won't be so excited, and they will come all the way with trolls to spray you. ”

"I'm telling you, I'm here today, if I don't come, you won't end well, you know! Do you know what they are?" Guang Lei directly put his arm around Manager Duan's neck, exerted his strength, and asked.

"Brother Lei, if I give him this matter, I will really suffer a loss!" Manager Duan said helplessly.

"Suffer? Even if you eat, you have to eat it for me, do you understand!" Guang Lei said very domineeringly.

At this time, none of the people who followed Manager Duan dared to speak out, in front of him, this person, there was only one person, but he was extremely domineering, those who knew him, they all knew that this was an old man in society, his legend had long been prevalent in the rivers and lakes, and if he wanted to pull it to his height, it was not a matter of taking two knives and engaging in a few five-and-nine.

"Society, it's not like you playing like this, do you understand?" As he spoke, Brother Lei pointed to his nose and asked, "If you think that my face is not worth 1.2 million, then I won't say anything, just get in the car and leave! The social avenue is still wide, so you can walk open! Okay?"

“...... Brother Lei, I'll give, I'll give ......," Manager Duan tilted his head helplessly and said.

"Hey. I thank you for them. Brother Lei stopped patting the back of his head this time, and slapped Manager Duan's shoulder twice.

"Let's go, brother, go back and talk to San'er, let him invite me to a drink that day. Brother Lei gritted his teeth and said with a smile at Duan Xiaobo.

Duan Xiaobo understood this time, the San'er in his mouth was undoubtedly Jing San'er, right now, Da Chuang was not in Jiangdong, and Jing San'er was undoubtedly the eldest brother with the highest level in their gang.

And even if Da Chuang is in Jiangdong, Jing San'er's name may not be lower than Da Chuang, these are two legendary existences.

"Hehe, another day, I must let the third brother drink with you, I'll be the east!" Duan Xiaobo put away the five, Lian, and replied with a smile.

Brother Lei was very happy: "Grass, he can't drink me." ”

......

Located in a bar in Mong Kok.

Fat Tiger holds a glass of brandy in his hand and sits on a high stool in front of the bar.

"Big guy, someone is here. At this moment, behind him, someone walked up to him and said.

Fat Tiger nodded slightly and shook the wine glass in his hand.

At this time, Chen Biao was led into the bar hall.

"Brother Fat Tiger, I've already thought about it, I want to follow you, Hong Lian'an!" Chen Biao walked up to him and said.

Fat Tiger held the wine glass, turned the chair, looked at Chen Biao in front of him, and said, "Hong Lian'an, it's very good!" As he spoke, he hooked his finger at Chen Biao and said, "Come, you come here." ”

As soon as Chen Biao stepped forward, the fat tiger smiled at him, followed by the wine glass in his hand, and slammed it down on Chen Biao's head.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the cup exploded on Chen Biao's head.

Then, blood mixed with alcohol, flowed to Chen Biao's cheeks.

Chen Biao was smashed by this, and his eyes rolled up.

At the same time, the black boy who was standing on the side, while rolling up his sleeves, went straight over, kicked Chen Biao's waist, and directly kicked Chen Biao to stumble a few steps and fell directly to the ground.

Fat Tiger looked at Chen Biao, who had fallen to the ground, and said with a slight smile: "If you want to pass to Hong Lian'an, you can, you can not die under the fist of the black boy, and you can stand up, I will accept you!"

Chen Biao shook his bloody head, and was just about to stand up, when the black boy went over and kicked him on the body, directly kicking him to the ground again.

Immediately after, the black boy kicked Chen Biao's head one by one, and every kick on his body was very hard.

The fight was not enjoyable, so Heizai directly picked up a metal garbage bin from the side and smashed it towards Chen Biao's head, harder and harder.

Until, Chen Biao was beaten to the point that he vomited blood, and a pile of bloodshot vomit was piled on the ground.

Fat Tiger changed his glass, picked up the wine bottle again, and after filling the wine in the cup, he took a small sip of wine, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Chen Biao, who was beaten and lying on the ground and rolling.

"Since ancient times, wealth and wealth have been sought in danger, come out and mix, one foot in heaven, one foot in hell!" Fat Tiger squinted and smiled, and said to the black boy, pulling him up for me.

Immediately, the black boy picked up Chen Biao, who had been beaten and almost unconscious, and dragged him to the fat tiger.

"Chen Biao. You said that you would give me your field, but I think it's all about taking all of your bones! I'm not greedy, I just think that in your hands, I really can't do anything big. Don't blame me. As he spoke, Fat Tiger poured the wine glass in his hand, with the mouth facing down, directly on the head of the black boy.

The bloody liquor syrup was left on the forehead, which was very terrifying.

"Tsk. Fat Tiger shook his head, "Chen Biao, if you want to blame, you can only blame your mind! In the next life, don't do this again!" After speaking, he turned his head at the black boy.

After hearing this, Hei Zai directly dragged Chen Biao to the rooftop outside the bar.

Fat Tiger held up the wine glass with only half a glass of wine left, and then followed to the rooftop, looked at Chen Biao, who was rolling his eyes and panting, sneered, and said: "There is a mistake in the name, but there is no nickname." They all call you stupid, and it seems that you are not wrong at all!"

After speaking, the fat tiger raised his finger at the black boy.

Then, the black boy picked up Chen Biao and threw it directly from the rooftop to the downstairs.

People, falling from a height.

"Boom!"

Immediately, the cars parked downstairs made a crashing sound, and then, the alarms of the surrounding cars, almost at the same time, all sounded.

Fat Tiger grabbed the roof guardrail, looked at the corpse of Chen Biao on the ground downstairs, and then looked at the black boy and said, "Immediately, send someone to take over the Kwun Tong bone farm." If you don't believe it, you will fight it to the death!"

"Okay, big guy!" replied, nodding his head.

"Go ahead. Fat Tiger held the wine glass with little wine left in one hand and waved with the other.

Immediately, a wicked smile appeared on his already cold face.

At this time, it seems that the world is already in his grasp, as if, in an instant, he can turn his hands into clouds and cover his hands into rain!