Chapter 3 Brother Jingwu has spoken

The battle of ten people raising empty wine bottles at the same time is really terrifying, if the ordinary gangsters would have been shocked by this scene, but this time it is different, although there are only three people on the other side, but obviously did not put the ten heroes in the private room in their eyes, and pulled the delicate man to shake off the iron palm of the second artillery, and then pulled out a black iron guy from the back of the waist with a T-shirt, and pushed the bomb into the load with a "bang", and sneered: "Whoever the fuck dares to come over, Lao Tzu will reward him with a peanut." ”

There are trolls, this is a fucking ghost, this group of cross-river dragons from the south is really vicious, and they are all armed for KTV pastime, are you afraid that Miss will play fairy jumping?

The private room was suddenly silent, only the Huiwei brand stereo made in Zhuhai was still playing the Hedong series of hi songs, the man with the gun was in his thirties, with pimples on his face, holding a gun in his hand and staggeringly roaring: "Fuck, kneel down for Lao Tzu and sing conquest, if anyone sings badly, they will break a leg and throw it into the Yangtze River to feed Wang Ba." ”

His unusually excited appearance is estimated to have knocked on the medicine before coming, and he was ready to hug Jiaojiao together, but before he could find Jiaojiao, the medicine attacked.

A few young ladies who sang were already pale with fright at this time, and they were trembling in the sofa and didn't dare to move, while the young lady named Jiaojiao slowly moved in the direction of the door, probably trying to escape and call the police before there was a bloody incident.

The second cannon that was pointed at the gun, the green tendons on his neck burst out, his eyes widened, and he walked up to the muzzle of the gun without fear, and suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on him, this two-to-extreme behavior shocked everyone present, it can really be said that Erlang God descended to earth!

The height of the second artillery is not high, about 1.74 meters, and the man with the gun is close to 1.85 meters, but the two stand together, the man was shocked by the momentum of the second artillery, he was just a street gangster, because he relied on his height and strength to show some appearance to come out to mix with the society, plus contaminated with the bad problem of drugs, the body has long been hollowed out, and he has not experienced a few battles in the rivers and lakes after being recruited by Brother Jingwu.

The second cannon stood in front of him in a daze, looked at his pimple-covered face with disdain, and then sneered and said, "! You didn't talk to Liu Jingwu when Lao Tzu beat him, did you? Go back and ask your Jingwu brother who put him in the detention center." ”

I damn! Wake up the people in the middle of the day, the tiger in front of him is actually the old opponent of Brother Jingwu, it seems that he has also pressed Jingwu's head, it seems that today is a bad year, provoked people who should not be provoked, blame themselves for the drug, lost their way, but they have reached this juncture, can they still surrender? If they surrender, they will not be able to get along, they have just come to Hanbei for half a month, and they have no face to go back to the south, alas! It is really difficult to ride a tiger.

Seeing that the other party was timid, the second artillery took another step forward, avoided the barrel of the gun, and said viciously with pimples on the top of his head: "Grass and mud horses! If you have a seed, you will shoot, if you don't plant, kneel down with Lao Tzu and call Dad ............!"

Before he finished speaking, Luo Xiaobo, who had been waiting for the opportunity, moved, he rushed over with an arrow, brandished the empty wine bottle in his hand and smashed it towards the pimple's head without the slightest hesitation.

"Bang...", the wine bottle shattered, blood splashed, the pimple screamed and fell down with a right head, Luo Xiaobo didn't give up, he pounced on the half of the wine bottle in his hand, and stabbed at the side of his thigh, until the whole thigh was blurred with blood, and then stopped.

At the same time, the second artillery bullied forward, a punch in the abdomen of the person behind, the King Kong Arhat boxing practiced in the Shaolin Temple since childhood is not a joke, a vicious old fist pulled out the person's body like a lobster, and the corners of the mouth are bleeding, it can be seen that the fist is fierce, just kidding, when the second artillery brother broke into the eighteen bronze man array, he used this set of martial arts to beat the copper man with copper skin and iron bones to vomit blood.

There was still one person left who saw that his legs were weak, and he wanted to run outside, Wang Dayong had already stepped forward to block the way, kicked over, and everyone rushed up, and staged a full martial arts with his bare hands, and the "bang" sound of the iron fist hitting the skin and flesh was endless, making it look like a drum.

Screams and begs for mercy rang out in a chaotic manner, and the second artillery picked up the pistol that had fallen to the ground, took it in his hand, shook it in his hand, and then took it at it again, and threw it aside.

"What I hate the most is that someone is pointing a gun at me, you say it's mixed with society, it's okay for you to show off your hair with a troll. As he spoke, the second cannon pressed the pimple's right hand on the coffee table, and then suddenly picked up the wine bottle next to him and smashed it down.

An ear-piercing howl surrounded the private room, as the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, no wonder Mama Rong liked to use this trick to torture Ziwei and Xiaoyanzi, not only shocking, but also extremely satisfied with the heart of the torturer.

The tall man, just now was still majesticly putting cruel words, holding the wine bottle and holding it in his hand, he almost called his father in pain, and the sweat beads on his face flowed straight down as if he didn't want money, but the second cannon did not stop, but smiled and looked at the other two men lying on the ground, and then raised his foot and stepped on it fiercely with the sole of his travel shoe, until the pimple screamed and did not stop, this hand is estimated to be scrapped, and it seems that people will have to be fed and eaten in the future.

Spat at the half-dead man lying on the ground, waved his big hand, and shouted: "Flash!"

Everyone couldn't help but sigh and sigh that Brother Ergun is Brother Ergun, and he is really ruthless and merciless in treating the enemy.

At this time, the three Jingwu brothers' subordinates were already lying on the ground and dying, the second cannon and Luo Xiaobo were both fierce and vicious characters, except for the kid who was kicked by Wang Dayong, the other two must be crippled.

In the corridor outside, the guests in each private room were surprised to stick out their heads to watch the excitement, and the foxy foreman had already fled, and several security guards in white shirts rushed up in a hurry, and when they saw the fierce Second Cannon and Luo Xiaobo and others, they all subconsciously shrank their necks and flashed to the side.

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The matter of Jinsha spread in Hanbei Road the next day, and Brother Ercang of the Sanwu Hotel and Brother Bo in the area of Beihu joined forces to abolish the three fierce horses under Brother Jingwu, and also threatened to bulldoze and return to 97, after hearing the news, the old rivers and lakes shook their heads helplessly and sighed, young people want to be on top, and they can do everything.

The current rivers and lakes are no longer the era of eating and talking about tea, those old rivers and lakes who came out in the nineties should also retire, they can no longer keep up with the trend, now it is a society with developed information, and even the number of ways to mix the underworld has changed, thirteen or fourteen-year-old yellow-haired boys, playing dance troupes in Internet cafes, running go-karts can organize a gang, and if there is no money, go directly to rob it, for a few rolls, you can take a knife to cut people, the most vicious are still those who sell powder, sell *** Yes, they have money and people, and they can also hire murderers, which can be said to be lawless and inhumane.

And Zhang Ziyu has been dealing with old-school people since he was released from prison, and he has no intersection with those vicious bastards, after he became famous, he only had some fame among the old-school people in the rivers and lakes, and in the eyes of those young people who played **hi bars, it was not worth mentioning at all.

According to the old-school rules of the rivers and lakes, the second artillery and Brother Jingwu's subordinates had a conflict, they should make an appointment to eat tea first, after all, they are all famous people with families and businesses, and they have to be inside if they don't want to save face, but this time it's different, it's not the first time that the two parties have exchanged evil, plus the scheming Liu Han has gone in again, there is no one with weight to come out to mediate, and besides, what kind of person is he Liu Jingwu? That's the underworld big brother who wants a gun and a gun, a relationship, and a younger brother.

Liu Jingwu has already put his words out, asking for the lives of the second cannon and Luo Xiaobo, if anyone dares to shield or help him, they will be killed, including the wealthy Zeng Guoquan, he still remembers Zeng Guoquan's revenge for killing him in prison, and he just took advantage of this opportunity to take it back with interest.

In the 35 Hotel, in the general manager's office, the second artillery stood in front of Zeng Guoquan, with his head down, looking like he had done something wrong, just like when he was mad in Jinsha yesterday.

"What the fuck is going on with you? The boss is not a small person, why are you still as impulsive as a young man? I told you a long time ago, we are businessmen now, businessmen, usually small fights are forgotten, this time it is so big, how do you let me end?" Zeng Guoquan kept slapping the table, so angry that he almost jumped up from the boss's chair.

The second artillery raised his head and tried to defend himself, but in the end he didn't speak, and lowered his head again.

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Zhang Ziyu also heard about this, and didn't think so, under the barbecue greenhouse, Luo Xiaobo and Wang Dayong lowered their heads like elementary school students being punished, while Zhang Ziyu crossed Erlang's legs and asked Harik: "Old Ha, what do you say we should give this shrimp shop a name?"

Harrick scratched his head and thought about it and said, "Let's call it braised prawns in Qianjiang oil, isn't Da Mao a craft he learned in Qianjiang, it's just right!"

Zhang Ziyu said: "What's the difference between that and your Xinjiang mutton skewers, there is no gimmick at all, the current market is different, come, Da Mao, you are a chef, you come to take a loud and nice name." ”

Wang Damao looked embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Or call it oil stew!"

"Braised hair, how can such a local name become popular, Brother Yu, it's still called an appetite, it's loud and good. Luo Xiaobo, who was at the penalty station, couldn't help but interject.

"Hmm... It's a really good name, and it echoes the barbecue next to it. Zhang Ziyu immediately made a decision, chose the name of the store, and after speaking, he seemed to remember something, so he asked: "By the way, Xiaobo, what is that kid's name?"

Luo Xiaobo was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and hurriedly said: "His name is Liu Jingwu, he is Liu Han's younger brother, and now he is the boss of 97, Brother Yu, what do you say we should do?"

"What should I do, of course, to find a chance to kill him, are you still waiting for him to retaliate, you look at your stupid appearance......" Zhang Ziyu shook his head and said.

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