Chapter 472: Young Master Ji
Pour Hai cried with a sad face: "Big brother, what should I do, let's find a team to add it, you see, they are all more than a dozen people, let's just three people, grab it, we may not even have pants left." ”
Pai Shan slapped the back of the head of the sea and shouted: "As far as your point of interest, they have long been a faction of their own, now no matter which faction we turn to, when they take action, we must be cannon fodder, then it is better to stay here, at least we can ensure that we will not be remembered by them now, stupid!"
He didn't dare to say anything more, pursed his lips and cried with a sad face.
Pai Shan's words made Pan Weigao glance at him: "The analysis is good, we can only prohibit not moving now, and see how they rebel." ”
Pai Shan nodded again and again, for Pan Wei, he always felt that the other party had a bad spirit, which he could not balance, and sneered: "Yes, yes, you are right, I said that your name is Xiao Pan, this name has no momentum at all, look at the names of our brothers, they are overwhelming, and they can scare a large number of people to death as soon as they say it, it is better for you to take a domineering name, and when they rush over, you can also scare off a few people as soon as you say the name." ”
Pan Wei shook his head and Pai Shan didn't say anything more.
More than a dozen groups of people on the field, all of them were like facing a great enemy, waiting for which string to break, and they should charge forward.
The guards outside just looked at them coldly, and didn't pay attention to them anymore, and no one cared about them when they saw their confrontation like this.
Pan Wei's eyes swept over them one by one, and he suddenly found an acquaintance, who was actually not an acquaintance, but he was in a bar, and when he had no money to drink, it was the man who gave him the money for drinking, but he didn't expect that he was actually here.
He stood in a line, fully guarded, with a stick in his hand and his eyes fixed on the others.
Pan Wei shook his head lightly.
"Hey, what are you doing?" a loud shout rang out from outside the lock, and one of the guards slammed the butt of his rifle against the bar.
He was followed by a man dressed in a thick fit with a top hat on his head.
The man in the top hat had cold eyes, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and he looked coldly at the men on guard inside, and said lightly: "It's boring." ”
"Yes, young master!"
This eldest young master is the eldest young master of the Ji family, but he is not the eldest young master, but the son of the third child of the third province of Ji Sanxing, who is older than the child born by his wife.
The captain of the escort team was solemn, and his boxy face looked very righteous, he listened to Ji Zhongliu's words, made a gesture, and the guards opened the lock and rushed in.
The people who had been divided into more than a dozen teams just now quickly got closer together and unanimously looked at the escort team.
Yan Zheng rushed in with an AK, picked two strong men like picking cattle, and let people take them to the middle of the field, shouting: "Whoever wins the two of you will be able to get out." ”
One of the men stood up, pointed at Yan Zheng and shouted angrily: "Why? We're not thugs, we're just passing by......"
Difficult, before the man's words were finished, Yan Zheng fired a burst of gunfire in his hand, shooting the man into a sieve, and shouted: "Either fight or die!"
With this move, Li Nu suppressed the people on the field, they were just ordinary people, and they definitely didn't dare to confront the Ji family, not to mention that they still had guns in their hands, and if they didn't agree with each other, they shot at them directly, where did they still have the right to speak.
This scene really shocked Pan Wei, he was about to stand up, but he was stopped by the overwhelming sea.
Pai Shan's whole body trembled with fear: "Old Pan Lao Pan, don't be impulsive, you can't see it, we can't see it, but do you know who the man with the top hat is? He is the eldest young master of the Ji family, in the imperial capital, who does not give face to the eldest young master of the Ji family, except for the third young master of the Ji family and Young Master Li Mu, there is no third person." ”
Pan Wei twisted his eyebrows: "Let's hear it." ”
Pai Shan cautiously glanced outside, trying to open a line of swollen eyes, but he couldn't open them, it looked a little funny, but no one laughed out loud at this time.
"The Ji family is the largest family in the imperial capital, and it is also the most mysterious family, it is rumored that there are many immortal immortals in their family, and they are all in their house, so that the Ji family will not fall for a thousand years. The young master Ji you saw, he was the son of the maid next to the head of the Ji family. Well, don't look at me with that kind of look, that's right, the Ji family still retains the lifestyle of the servants and servants of the maids, and even the clothes of their family are all skirts and gowns and the like, and the three generations of elders counted up are all tied ...... hair."
"Focus. ”
Pai Shan's words were interrupted by Pan Wei, and his sharp eyes made him swallow his saliva subconsciously: "The eldest young master Ji was born to a maid, and the third young master of the Ji family was born to his wife." Therefore, if the eldest young master Ji wants to snatch the position of the third young master of the Ji family, he will go against the third young master of the Ji family everywhere. Moreover, this young master Ji is ruthless, frustrated, and likes to torture people the most, and his life-and-death competition like the ancient Roman field is his favorite program to watch. ”
Pan Wei's brows furrowed into a Sichuan character: "The head of the Ji family doesn't care?"
"Why do you care?" Pai Shan showed a look of disdain and sneered, "The head of the Ji family is like the emperor in ancient times, he is high and does not take the lives of ordinary people in his eyes, his son wants to kill a few people, can't he?
"Is the third young master of the Ji family called Ji Huabei?" Pan Wei asked.
Pai Shan immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, the third young master of the Ji family is a good person, but it's a pity ......"
"What's a pity?" Pan Wei thought of the first time he saw Ji Huabei, he was hunted down and killed, and thus met him.
Pai Shan said: "I don't know if it's true or not, but I heard that the third young master of the Ji family can't cultivate, but the eldest young master of the Ji family is a cultivation genius, so the head of the Ji family will turn a blind eye and let the eldest young master of the Ji family make trouble." He also said that if the third young master of the Ji family couldn't even stand this hardship, what would he talk about as the head of the Ji family. ”
Pan Wei sneered, this head of the Ji family really regards himself as the emperor, his sons are princes, and the prince wants to sit in that position, in addition to being brave and strategic, he also has to be ruthless. Otherwise, how can a soft-hearted man become a great man?
Pour Hai interjected a sentence next to him: "I also heard that the head of the Ji family agreed with the shooting of the eldest young master of the Ji family, saying that they should not have the kindness of a woman." ”
That also means that the eldest young master of the Ji family wants to harm the third young master of the Ji family, and he, the head of the Ji family, knows it completely. But he didn't stop it, in his heart, he must think that the one who has the ability to survive is a good man. And if you can't even protect yourself, that's a scumbag.
If the scum stays, it will be a loss of face, so it is better to die directly.
"The winner lives, the loser dies!"
The cold voice sounded again, and Pan Wei looked at the middle of the field, the dead man had been dragged away, leaving a trail of blood on the snow.
On either side of the bloodstained snow, there stood two shivering and whimpering men, they were scared, and one of them said, "I didn't grab anything, I just came out to buy something, I didn't fight, I didn't." ”
The other man was already crying in fright, crying: "I don't know anything, I want to go home, I want to go home." ”
Ji Zhongliu sat in the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and lazily: "Cut their tongues first, and then let them fight, if they don't fight, they will be killed directly." ”
The two convoys rushed forward, and, without saying a word, cut off the tongues of the two men, and then ordered them to beat.
The pain of cutting their tongues made them howl and unable to speak, and they sat on their knees with their faces in their hands, where could they still fight.
"Kill!"
As soon as the faint two words came out, the machine guns mounted on the truck strafed, and the two men fell in the blood pie, stained red in the snow.
Pan Wei, who is accustomed to seeing life and death, couldn't help but reddened his eyes when he saw this situation, and his eyes were about to split: "It's too much to deceive people!"
Overwhelmingly holding him down: "Don't be impulsive, you rush over like this, you can't do anything except put your own life into it?"
"That's it, don't you see that they have guns? There are so many guns, just one can kill you, don't be impulsive, old Pan. ”