Yang Shuhuang clenched his teeth, his eyes were scarlet, and he continued to go deeper with a gun.

"What are you waiting for, why don't you shoot yet?" The white-faced boy also saw Yang Shuhuang at this time, and the sniper rifle in front of him was a killer he specially invited, the killer was from Leng Yue, a top killer organization in Japan and South Korea.

The man didn't speak, one eye fixed on the scope, the other closed.

Today, the white-faced boy got Lei Ningqiu's death order, and Yang Shuhuang must be killed. So when he arranged for people to fight against Yang Shuhuang, he also invited a killer to ensure that nothing went wrong.

"Poof~"

A bullet rushed out and flew towards Yang Shuhuang, who was moving violently.

"Huh!"

Yang Shuhuang's body shook violently, and he only felt that something hit his left chest. He continued to run, barely noticing anything unusual, but he fell down as he ran. If you want to shoot an opponent who is moving at high speed, this marksmanship is naturally unusual.

When Yang Shuhuang, who fell to the ground, looked down, his chest was already soaked red with blood.

"Why don't you shoot him in the head?" asked the white-faced man, looking coldly at the sniper, with a reproachful expression. The white-faced boy knew that it was also very simple to snipe and shoot Yang Shuhuang in the head with this killer's ability, but it was obvious that this killer deliberately shot Yang Shuhuang in the chest instead of his head.

"He has a grenade in his hand, if I shoot him directly in the head, then he will definitely fall to the ground and die immediately, and if the grenade explodes, all your people will be killed!" The killer said unhurriedly, "I shot at the location of his heart, heart failure needs a process, so that it can give your person a little more time to escape." ”

The white-faced boy couldn't help but nod in admiration when he looked at this killer, the top killer organized by the Cold Moon Killer was really not ordinary. But in fact, the white-faced boy didn't care about the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who were around Yang Shuhuang at all, and they wouldn't have a little pity that they were killed by Yang Shuhuang. Although the white-faced boy said that he was a member of Nantian Ming, and the rules of the Nantian Ming Gang were also very strict, he was not a person who cared very much about the life and death of those younger brothers under his command who couldn't even name him.

Yang Shuhuang, who was shot in the heart, had already fallen to the ground, panting for breath, but he had not lost consciousness yet. With one hand on the ground, he struggled to support it, but he had already begun to collapse.

Gradually, Yang Shuhuang's body began to tremble, the blood in his chest was still gushing out, and his heart began to fail.

"Bang~"

"Bang bang bang..."

There was a loud bang, and then many explosions in succession, and Yang Shuhuang's entire body was blown to pieces in an instant. Yang Shuhuang, who lost consciousness in his body, let go of his hand, and the grenade he was holding exploded, and then detonated the grenades he was hanging on his body, and the whole person was torn into blood-red pieces by the huge impact, and the scene was unbearable.

Yang Shuhuang died in the underground casino of Nantian Ming in this way, and even the corpse capital was gone, and Emperor Xiong lost another heavenly king.

The white-faced boy was far away from Yang Shuhuang's location, and this scene was really visible, but he was not affected by the slightest fluctuation. And because of this killer, those minions in Nantian Ming have all picked up a rotten life that is not very valuable.

"My money is on my account, I can't see the money tomorrow, someone in our Cold Moon Organization will settle accounts with you!" The killer put away the sniper rifle in a hurry, and began to disassemble it and put it into the lockbox, as if the tragic death of a person just now had nothing to do with him. There was no expression on his face, and there was no threat in his tone, and it was impossible for the white-faced man to say that he really didn't give money. When the killer said this, it seemed that he was just stating a fact, telling the rules of their Cold Moon Killer organization.

"Don't worry, I won't lose a penny from you!" The white-faced man glanced at the killer, and then watched him leave respectfully.

The white-faced boy has been in the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years, and he has seen a lot of all kinds of characters, and he has also been in contact with a lot of killers. But Cold Moon's top killer really gave him a lot of shock. In the killer world, there are more than a dozen large and small killer organizations in Asia, but the most powerful is the killer organization Blood Shadow in Southeast Asia, and the killer organization Leng Yue's forehead in South Korea and Japan.

Needless to say, the relationship between Blood Shadow and Li Huan is why the white-faced boy invited the Cold Moon Killer instead of the Blood Shadow Killer. You must know that people in the rivers and lakes also have various unwritten rules, for example, if you ask someone for help, you will not invite foreign people unless you have to do it, and foreign countries will rarely invite people from Japan and South Korea. In the underworld, people are more willing to deal with people in Southeast Asia than people in Japan and South Korea.

This may be related to the strife between some countries in history, but also because of the personality of the famous race, the Japanese are generally ugly and short in stature, so this famous race has a strong sense of crisis and inferiority, so the killers cultivated by the people of this famous race are not only cold-blooded but also very cunning. They may even fall out with their original employers for money, and many of Leng Yue's killers are Japanese.

But since Leng Yue can be so famous, it shows that their organization naturally has strict rules, so it is not too much time to kill employers. However, ordinary people would not offend this killer organization, and no one would dare to do so.

When the killer saw that the white-faced boy agreed to give the money, he left in a hurry with the lockbox containing the sniper rifle.

"Alas, it's a pity that such a brilliant fierce man!"

The white-faced boy looked downstairs and shook his head. With his character, he hopes to compete head-on with Yang Shuhuang, but Lei Ningqiu has explained that there can be no mistakes, and if they want to meet, they will be killed. He wouldn't disobey, so Yang Shuhuang died here. Seeing a very outstanding person die so inexplicably, and a white-faced man who is so cruel is inevitably regretful.

The underworld is the point of no return, this is the law that has not changed for thousands of years, stepping on it is stepping on one foot in the coffin, and the other foot in the prison. Of course, after Yang Shuhuang gets mixed up with a certain status, it will be difficult to be arrested and put in prison again. The officialdom and the military have connections, and they will not be arrested under normal circumstances, and even if they are caught, they can easily get out. But the threat of death will not be so easy to remove, because the biggest enemy of the underworld is still the fight of the underworld itself.

Yang Shuhuang has been in the rivers and lakes for nine years, and his reputation is very loud, and he can be said to be a rare outstanding figure in the underworld. This year is only 28 years old, but on this day he still died in Huangquan, when he died, he did not have a friend or brother around him, he came here to save his brother, but he did not see his good brother Zhou Yao died.

Maybe it's fate that makes people, Zhou Yao and Lei Ningqiu's fake play came true, but Zhou Yao was willing to be tied up by Lei Ningqiu in the name of dating, and then forced Yang Shuhuang over. And Yang Shuhuang happened to encounter the joke between Li Huan and Ren Kun when he went to Li Huan's office, otherwise the consequences would never be like this.

When Li Huan knew that Yang Shuhuang died, he was very painful, but in this life, he didn't know that Yang Shuhuang's death was directly related to his joke. Maybe Li Huan can't be blamed for this, maybe it's fate, and Li Huan doesn't know the consequences of his joke with Ren Kun. This is not Li Huan's fault, it is the fate of God and the rivers and lakes.

If Yang Shuhuang hadn't heard that sentence that day and told Li Huan about the matter, then everything would definitely be salvageable.

The underworld is no return, and the myth may be shattered. Don't go on it lightly, because life and death are the most equal and ordinary things on this path.

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"Come, touch a card!" The white-faced boy had already come to a secret box and sat face to face with Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao didn't have a trace of expression on his face, it was very uncomfortable to be put on a show by his beloved, how could he be in the mood to play cards with the white-faced boy at this time.

The white-faced boy couldn't help but be a little annoyed when he saw that Zhou Yao didn't move. He slowly pushed the poker down in front of Zhou Yao and said, "Do you know why Sister Ning Qiu tied you?"

Hearing this question from the white-faced boy, he raised his head and looked at the white-faced boy indifferently.

"Because your Emperor's Yang Shuhuang wasted one of Bingyan's hands, Bingyan will always be crippled because of her!" said the white-faced boy, "In the end, I just 'invited' a Yang Shuhuang, it's not worth it!"

"Fuck you!" Zhou Yao couldn't hold back anymore and scolded fiercely.

Seeing that Zhou Yao finally spoke, the white-faced boy sneered and said, "Sister Ning Qiu shouldn't just use you to calculate one Yang Shuhuang, if you make good use of it, you can completely destroy your entire emperor, it's a pity!"

Zhou Yao's hands were already clenched tightly at this time, and the fierce light in his eyes shot angrily, glaring at the white-faced son.

"Come on, touch a card! If you win, I'll let you go!" The white-faced boy pushed the poker in front of Zhou Yao again and said, "If you win, you still have a chance to see Yang Shuhuang!"

Zhou Yao's heart trembled, he didn't know that Yang Shuhuang was dead at this time. So Zhou Yao casually drew a poker in front of him, and then opened it.

"Yo, King of Hearts!" The white-faced boy sneered and said, "You won, let's go!"

"Tell Lei Ningqiu for me, I don't blame her!" Zhou Yao stood up, said such a sentence in a very complicated tone, and then turned around and ran out without hesitation. He was worried that Yang Shuhuang was already on his way, so when he ran out, he immediately dialed Yang Shuhuang's phone, but he couldn't get through!

The white-faced boy looked at Zhou Yao's back and shook his head, and then threw out the poker in his hand, square A. It was actually himself who won, but he still let Zhou Yao go, because this was Lei Ningqiu's order, and they had already completed killing Yang Shuhuang to avenge Bingyan.

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Dongguang, Dongzhou City Funeral Home.

At dusk, the funeral parlor is surrounded by all kinds of vehicles, all in black suits. Emperor Xiong's brothers maintained order outside, all holding high black umbrellas to prevent the media from taking pictures.

All the second-level hall masters and above in Dixiong are all in the funeral home, Li Huan, Zhou Yao, Yao Zai, Ren Kun, Fan Yuankun, and Xia Xiaolong are all there. And today, Feng Qing and Qinghe are also unprecedentedly public, to pay tribute to their common brother and best friend!

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