Chapter Twenty-Five: The Indifferent Biaozi
The whole hall was very chaotic, full of knives, guns, sticks, and all kinds of screams.
At this moment, Liu Hui and Chen Kun both had their eyes focused on themselves.
The two of them smiled, without any nervousness, in the end, they had experienced a lot of wind and waves, Yang Yong lit a cigarette for himself and then plunged into the crowd, Chen Kun clenched the knife in his hand and walked over to Liu Hui, "Are you okay?"
Liu Hui threw the cigarette on the ground, and as he walked, he touched his knife with his hand, "I can't do it, can you do it!"
The two of them mocked each other, both with disdain, and at this moment, the knives in their hands touched together, "Knock!" On the corner of the hall, Biao Zi looked calm, smoking a cigarette, and the expression on his face was complicated when he watched the people and horses on both sides fight.
After more than ten minutes, there were still five or six people left on Liu Hui's side, Pan Hao was covered in blood, and there were several deep knife cuts on his shoulders, he gritted his teeth and rushed up, Qiangzi looked uncomfortable, bloodstained, he gave Pan Hao an entanglement again, although Liu Hui's side of the people also fell a lot, but it was still dense, Chen Kun was sweating profusely, there were several cuts on his face, the knife in Liu Hui's hand fell directly to the ground, and he covered his lower abdomen with his hands with a painful face.
Chen Kun shook his head at him, "Xu Mingjie is here, I may let him score three points, and you forget it!"
"Really?"
Liu Hui smiled, and at this moment, Yang Yong stood behind Chen Kun, and the knife in his hand went down to Chen Kun's back, "Ah!!" A scream, a hot pain, the knife in Chen Kun's hand fell directly to the ground, and the blood instantly penetrated the entire suit, Chen Kun endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, Yang Yong looked at Chen Kun's shoulder again, not used to Chen Kun at all.
Seeing that he was covered in blood, Pan Hao was anxious, he grabbed the knife of Qiangzi with his hand, and the knife in his hand was stabbed into Qiangzi's lower abdomen, Qiangzi's face was full of pain, Pan Hao punched Qiangzi to the ground, rushed to Chen Kun and passed over, and used his body to block him and roared, "You dogs, my eldest brother cut it like this, Lao Tzu's life is lost to you!!"
Pan Hao raised the knife in his hand and began to call at Liu Hui, Liu Hui quickly picked up the knife and touched it together, and the knife in Yang Yong's hand on the side called Yang Hao's cervical spine.
At this moment, Pan Hao was already red-eyed, and he didn't care about Yang Yong at all.
Chen Kun's eyes widened, his tears fell in an instant, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Mouse!"
The knife in Yang Yong's hand flashed above Pan Hao's cervical vertebrae, and Pan Hao's brain was stunned. With a bang, it fell to the ground, Pan Hao's brain was on top of his eyes wide, and his body slowly fell, at this moment, there was no one left on Chen Kun's side, all lying on the ground motionless, the whole hall was full of blood, Chen Kun suddenly laughed, staggered to Pan Hao's brain, slowly squatted down Pan Hao's brain was in his hand, and then walked to the side of his body, the brain was placed on his body, Chen Kun sat on the ground, and closed Pan Hao's eyes with his hand.
Liu Hui took out a cigarette and handed it to Chen Kun, he casually lit it and smoked it, spitting out his eyes, without saying a word, Liu Hui patted him on the shoulder, "I have been waiting for this opportunity for ten years, ten years, when you were sent to prison, my eldest brother should have thought that there was today, and he would have to pay it back sooner or later, right, Lao Tie?"
"Hahaha!ha
After a group of people left, Biao Zi walked to Chen Kun's side from the corner, seeing that Biao Zi was not injured at all, Chen Kun's eyes widened, and he was dying, he gritted his teeth and stood up, and pulled out the knife on his body, Biao Zi suddenly laughed, and took away the knife in Chen Kun's hand, and stabbed it into Chen Kun's lower abdomen, back and forth dozens of times, until Chen Kun completely lost his breath, Biao Zi was relieved.
Inside the People's Hospital, Liu Hui, Yang Hao, Qiangzi, and a group of people behind them, their wounds were bandaged and treated, Liu Hui took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to Yang Yong, "Part of the money is in our dead brother's house, and the other part is divided among the big guys." ”
Yang Yong took the bank card and then took out his bank card, he turned around and was about to withdraw the money, Qiangzi touched his brain with his hand, "What's the matter, I don't have any money!"
After Qiangzi finished speaking, he also took out a bank card, and then he handed it to a person, "Although my money is not as much as the two of them, it is also my heart, I hope the brothers will not dislike it." ”
The group of people suddenly laughed, he took Qiangzi's bank card and turned around to follow Yang Yong.
Qiangzi looked at Liu Hui, "Han Ye told us not to attack the Black Dragon Society now, but now not only do we start, but also Chen Kun chopped it up, this is the first, Han Ye's side is not easy to explain, you don't know the relationship between the Black Dragon Society and Chen Kun, he will definitely retaliate crazy." ”
Although Hadron is usually a tiger, he is more flexible than Yang Yong when he really uses his brain.
Liu Hui didn't say anything anymore, he squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "When Brother Jie was sent to prison, it was Ghost Li and Chen Kun who did it, although Wang Hua is now dead, but his son has taken his place again." ”
Liu Hui said as he patted Hadron on the brain, "You are afraid of death after talking for a long time, Hadron Son!"
Hadron "Fuck me!" It's just a cry of "Lao Tzu and you have been brothers for so many years, you actually say that I am afraid of death, you, you ....."
In the dead of night, the northernmost part of the North Park, deserted, there is a temple in the middle of several hills, dilapidated, very deserted, there is not even a tree around, there are graves everywhere, there is a plaque hanging on the temple door "Black Dragon Club Headquarters" several big characters, four or five luxury cars are parked outside the door, all are Mercedes-Benz BMW, and dozens of vans.
The temple is not very large, and when you walk in, you can see its corners, the eaves are covered with dust, and it looks very eerie, and it looks like a haunted house in the light of the sun.
There is a courtyard in front of the center of the temple, in which there is a statue of Shakyamuni, which is not very good-looking, and there are six people around a table, five of whom are the patriarchs of the Black Dragon Society, about sixty years old, all with white hair and fat bellies.
The other is about thirty years old, with black and vertical hair, oblique and straight sword eyebrows, slender and sharp black eyes, thin and lightly pursed lips, angular outlines, slender and tall but not rough figure, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but full of grandeur, and the strength that exudes arrogance and arrogance is independent and independent.
And the dense crowd of people next to him stood in rows, Chen Kun's body was lying on it, Biaozi was covered in blood, and his face was full of tears, "Brother Kun died to protect me, if it weren't for me..."
The patriarch sitting in the middle of the table interrupted Biaozi from the side, "Ah Kun's death is something that everyone didn't expect, don't be sad." ”
The patriarch said as he glanced at his watch, frowning a little angry.
At this time, several other patriarchs all let out a long sigh, and one of the patriarchs was a little impatient, "Don't wait for Scar Dragon and Smiling Tiger, if you wait for the two of them to preside over the overall situation, the Cold Sky Gang will be killed at the door!"
As soon as he said this, the other elders suddenly laughed, in fact, they all knew very well, why Chen Kun died, he was still in the mood to joke, the patriarch sitting in the middle of the table squinted his eyes, "In this case, the property under Ah Kun's name and the people under his hands will be handed over to you, Ghost Li." ”
At this moment, the ghost Li didn't say a word, staring at Chen Kun's corpse, it was really a bunch of old foxes, when the gang was calm, you would like to swallow more fields from us, now that Chen Kun is dead, you pat your ass and leave, I am charging in front, you are swallowing Lao Tzu's field in the back, it is really a good calculation, thinking of this, Ghost Li suddenly laughed, "I will definitely avenge Chen Kun's death, but..."
When Ghost Li said this, he paused, these elders, you look at me, I look at you, they all know it, and the patriarch sitting in the middle of the table stood up directly, "Ghost Li, don't worry, if you need money and people, you can say hello to us, we will definitely help you!"
He laughed as he spoke, and the ghost scolded the street directly in his heart, and he tried his best to control his emotions.
At this time, a man came, chewing gum in his mouth, holding a stick in his hand, looking very awesome, followed by a man with big shoulders and a round waist.