Mahjong room!

The bastard came here with Du Ming.

There is no serious person here, it seems that all the guests are playing mahjong, but, take a closer look, people just don't have money at all, and these seemingly serious people are all bastards. These bastards usually use mahjong to disguise themselves, and they are ready for battle in minutes, and they are all bastards who have three meals a day and also provide accommodation, which is higher than ordinary peripheral bastards.

If the peripheral bastards don't have any good tasks, the days are not very easy, they can't even smoke a pack of cigarettes on weekdays, but the internal bastards are different, they have cigarettes, they have food, if they are not active, they will feed you three meals a day and give you a place to live, and there is no money. If there is an event, then you will have money, and one dispatch is 100 yuan, and sometimes if you go out three or five times a day, it is 3500 yuan.

Bang!

The door is open!

Du Ming is such a rampant person, he kicked the door directly when he came. This is King Kong's territory, isn't it? If he doesn't kick it, he will kick it.

The bastard closest to Du Ming stood up in an instant, with his current posture and aura, if an ordinary person bumped into him, he would really be panicked and heavy at the first time.

Du Ming made a move, since someone dared to stand up and argue with him, then he had to let the other party know what kind of general situation he would suffer from once he called him, and he really didn't make a joke.

Brush!

At this moment, a palm directly hit the opponent's body fiercely.

Bang!

With a slap, the bastard sat on the ground, gritting his teeth, he really knew that this blow seemed to be nothing, but in fact, the damage caused was huge.

Du Ming didn't want to chase the other party, chasing the other party would be considered bullying, there was no need to bully these low-level personnel.

A figure got up, and he took advantage of the situation and pulled out a steel pipe from under the table, it was just one on one, and he was not sure, but he had a weapon, and Du Ming did not. He believed that he had succeeded in scaring Du Ming now.

Is that so?

Not really!

No, the bastard was waiting for Du Ming to apologize to himself, but he didn't wait at all. Looking at Du Ming's posture again, there is no intention of apologizing to the bastard.

"What's your situation?" asked the bastard at Du Ming.

"It's okay, I'm just looking at you so indifferently, what's the problem?" Du Ming asked.

"I'm threatening you with a weapon, you know?" asked the bastard at Du Ming.

"I don't know!" Du Ming said.

"Do you believe that I beat you?" said the bastard at Du Ming.

"I don't believe it!" Du Ming said.

Brush!

This stick, the bastard smashed it Du Ming's head, if this hit with one blow, he believed it wouldn't be much better, right?

Du Ming stretched out his hand, easily caught the stick, and grabbed the stick and dragged it in front of him, at this moment, the bastard directly lost his center of gravity in his body, and just planted it towards Du Ming.

Bang, bang, bang!

Du Ming's forehead slammed into the other party's forehead again and again.

"Are you sick? Are you trying to compare with me whose forehead is harder, right? Let me tell you, because of your current words and deeds, I am really very unhappy, really!" The man shouted at Du Ming.

As a result, in exchange for Du Ming's attack again and again, this forehead really spared no effort to hit the opponent's forehead. Under the greetings again and again, the thoughts of smashing this other party to death are all there.

The bastard doesn't know what to do now, it's not an opponent, not at all. If you talk to the other party, in exchange for the other party's attack of exchanging injuries for injuries, if the other party is so injured for injuries, it's nothing, the key is that the other party gives people the feeling that the other party is not injured at all, it is purely that he was beaten by the other party and doubted that his life is good.

It's all a head, why do some people have to be harder, and some people are so fragile? Bastards want to hold on when they think of this, but can they hold on? Can't hold on.

"Are you going to die!" said the bastard to Du Ming.

"Am I going to die?" Du Ming pointed to the tip of his nose.

"I'm a special person who carries a troll at any time!" The bastard took out a *** from his body and aimed it at Du Ming, this gun is a marble, and it hurts very well on the body, if you don't look carefully, you really can't tell the truth of this gun.

Marbles, that's not the same as a real gun. At the distance of the real gun, as long as you use a finger to block, there is no air in the barrel, the bullet will not be able to shoot, and it will eventually explode. However, *** is different, the marbles are played as always, of course, with Du Ming's physical strength, a small iron bead will not feel pain when it hits the finger.

Du Ming's right hand was raised, and his fingers were on the muzzle, that is, such a wall, it was easy to know that this was a ***, the muzzle was not qualified, this mouth looked like the same specifications as the real one, but in fact, one millimeter inside was the specification of the marble gun inside, and it was very realistic, almost to deceive the dead, but it couldn't fool Du Ming.

This kind of *** is more troublesome than a real gun, and it is not easy to unload, and the real gun is assembled because it is really made of steel. Because some places are plastic, screws are applied. However, this is not difficult for Du Ming, brute force cracking is enough.

"What do you mean, it's awesome to block my gun?" said the bastard angrily at Du Ming.

"Here, shoot! I want to try what it's like to have my fingers pierced!" Du Ming said.

"Don't mess with me, I'm real!" the bastard said.

"Hehe!" Du Ming smiled.

The bastard is really a little unbearable, the other party is really so excited that he can't wait to pull the trigger in the next second, but, he knows his own things, if he pulls the trigger, in exchange for being recognized by the other party The gun is fake, what can I do?

"Come on, let's go!" Du Ming said to the bastard.

"Who is making trouble in my field!" Inside the mahjong room, a burly figure slowly walked out, he was the henchman of the boss of the Fourth Ring Road, King Kong! He saw that things had reached a point where things had come to a bad end, and he walked out.