Shotgun with the safety bolt removed

Yang Rong, who is emotionally unstable

Chen Qingyun with two knives

and Xiong Baizhou, who took the initiative to hit his head on the muzzle!

Everything here is full of madness.

Even Yang Rong was taken aback by Xiong Baizhou's fateful move, and his first reaction was to quickly withdraw the shotgun.

However, Xiong Baizhou held it very tightly and with so much force that the barrel even made a "click" cracking sound.

"Xiong Baizhou, are you really dying!" Yang Rong's lips were dry.

Many things encountered today had broken his common sense cognition, and everyone could see that Yang Rong's mental breakdown was just in an instant.

Once it collapses, the consequences are unimaginable!

Even Geng Biao became nervous, and his hands were full of cold sweat.

"Yang Rong, you have a short dog, and I have a braincase. ”

Xiong Baizhou looked down at Yang Rong contemptuously.

"Xiong Baizhou, don't force me!" Yang Rong couldn't pull out the barrel of the gun, and pressed his hand against Xiong Baizhou's head.

"I'll pick your mother and shoot it!" Xiong Baizhou didn't know what fear was.

Not only Yang Rong, but Geng Biao's younger brother were all overwhelmed by Xiong Baizhou's surging momentum.

"This man is crazy, he doesn't care about his own life. ”

"If I didn't have this gun, I wouldn't have had to fight tonight. ”

"If the big guy bear can survive tonight, who in Yuecheng can stop it. ”

Yang Rong's sweat has already come down, obviously he has a gun, but the situation is that Xiong Baizhou is occupying the upper points.

The premise of having a gun requires the other party to be afraid of death.

But if others are not afraid at all, then the gun loses the meaning of existence.

Yang Rong really wanted to kill Xiong Baizhou several times, but every time he pulled the trigger, there was always an inexplicable obstacle.

Yang Rong didn't dare to look at his son at all, which was the reason why it was difficult for him to kill him.

But Xiong Baizhou seems to have devilish clairvoyant eyes.

"Yuan Qing, go and bring that woman over. In the scorching stalemate atmosphere, Xiong Baizhou said suddenly.

"And Yang Rong's son. Xiong Baizhou added.

At this time, Sheng Yuanqing remembered that Yang Rong's wife and son were still here, and he didn't expect this situation at all just now.

"Big guy Xiong, you involve your wife and children in the battle between the rivers and lakes, are you still worthy of being a big man?" Yang Rong was stunned.

If there is any weakness in Yang Rong's heart, it is here.

"You move the short dog in the battle of the rivers and lakes, who broke the rules first?" Xiong Baizhou seemed to have an emotional controller on his body, and he was crazy just now, but now he suddenly calmed down.

There was already a bloodstain on the ground, and Sheng Yuanqing guessed a bright red footprint with every step he took.

"Block him. Geng Biao arranged for the younger brother to go up and intercept it.

Sheng Yuanqing looked at the person standing in front of him, he found a coat and wrapped it tightly in his hand along with the sharp Pu knife.

"My big guy was pointed at gunpoint"

"One of my brothers was lying in the hospital and couldn't wake up"

"Another brother was stabbed twice in the abdomen"

Sheng Yuanqing slowly approached with a Pu knife in his hand: "Today, if any of you block me, I will kill him." ”

Liu Daxiang, Wei Wu, Fang Ermi, Bai Dengwei, and Huang Ruibo all followed quickly.

Geng Biao frowned and looked at this group of people who were in full swing, the mourning soldiers will win, Xiong Baizhou was pointed at gunpoint, and these people can exert stronger strength under anger.

"Fortunately, there are a little more people on my side, at least I can survive and let this southern Burmese woman leave. Geng Biao had this plan in his heart.

Suddenly, there was a noisy parking sound at the door, it was actually Zhang Hao, and he walked in with a group of people.

"Sister Forsythia said that the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is almost ready, and Brother Xiong is not there, how can it be called a reunion dinner?"

Zhang Hao tore off the newspaper, revealing a hard knife, and walked quickly behind Sheng Yuanqing.

The number of people on both sides was about the same, and Geng Biao's heart was already impatient.

But the matter is not over, there is another sound of car horns, this time the number of people who came seems to be more, and the leaders are Ma Desheng and Gao Hong who are far away in Panyu.

However, the two men were followed by fresh faces.

A slender man stood up: "Master Mao said, he and Geng Sanye are old friends, when they meet at this moment, everyone doesn't look good, so he won't come." ”

"Boss Fan asked us to give the third master a ride. A strong man with calluses on his hands continued.

Your mother's Quan Qingli and Fan Xuwen, the wall is down and everyone pushes it!

Geng Biao turned his head to look at Xiong Baizhou, this person's city was too deep, and there was no news at all beforehand, but Geng Biao didn't have time to continue to think about it, because Sheng Yuanqing had already raised his knife to kill him.

This is a battle in terms of numbers, morale, and force at different levels, originally Geng Biao's younger brother felt that he couldn't beat it, but now there are two other bigwigs joining the battle, and Yang Rong, who has the best skills here, can only be a spectator at all.

It was almost a one-touch defeat situation, after Sheng Yuanqing took the lead and cut down a few, Geng Biao's other junior brothers didn't dare to rush up again, either retreating behind, or throwing away their weapons and waiting to be killed.

In the end, Geng Biao personally joined the battle, but it still couldn't change the ending.

Under the collapse of people's hearts, this battle ended quickly, and few people were even injured, because most of the younger brothers automatically let go of a way.

Yang Rong could only watch from afar.

watched the little brother surrender here, watched the embarrassed Geng Biao being held down, and watched the woman in southern Myanmar who burst into tears being arrested

"Chop off one of Geng Biao's and the woman's hands. Xiong Baizhou calmly gave the order.

Yang Rong turned his head, took two big breaths, and wanted to press the trigger and smash the man's head at once.

"Yang Rong dares to shoot, Xiao Chen, you buried these three people alive. Xiong Baizhou seemed to be talking about an ordinary little thing.

"Good. Chen Qingyun seemed to be easy to agree.

"Xiong Baizhou, Lao Tzu really wants to kill you!" Yang Rong's hand holding the gun began to tremble.

At this time, the "executioner" Sheng Yuanqing came to this southern Burmese woman, rudely grabbed her hair, and pressed it directly on the table.

Mother's love is great, and even at this time, this woman still holds her child tightly, and even blocks the baby with her thin body.

She's worried about the blood splattering on the child's body.

But she didn't call, just watched Yang Rong silently shed tears.

Geng Biao was also held down, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes when he looked at this situation.

On ruthlessness, layout, connections, no matter what aspect, all lost to Xiong Baizhou.

I lost tonight, I'm not wronged!

Sheng Yuanqing had already raised the bloodstained Pu knife high, and the southern Burmese woman had closed her eyes in despair.

At this time, a weak, resigned, and tired voice came: "Big Guy Bear, if I die, you can promise not to hurt them." ”

Xiong Baizhou did not respond.

If there is no response, there is no answer.

Pu Dao continued to cut down with the sound of "whirring".

With a "click", the shotgun was suddenly folded into two pieces.

It was only then that Xiong Baizhou spoke: "Enough." ”

The knife stopped at the arm of the southern Burmese woman half an inch, and if it was a little later, the arm would be separated from the body.

"Woo woo woo" the woman hugged her son and cried bitterly.

"Big guy Xiong, if I give you everything, can I get Yang Rong's life?"

"Third master, let's think about how to protect yourself first. ”

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