The aisles of the casino, though quite wide, could not accommodate our nearly 100 white-clad thugs.

As a result, many people stepped directly on the gambling table and rushed in a hurry, and some people directly flipped the table, making a huge noise. The dice cups, chips, and various table cards on the table were all thrown to the ground.

Duan Feihu and his group were quickly cornered by us, and in a hurry, they also took out their own guys, looking like they were trapped and fighting.

"Lin Fei, are you crazy about stepping on a horse?"

"There is a lot of surveillance here, and there is surveillance, can you survive if you stab it out?" Duan Feihu's face was gloomy, trying in vain to use words to break up my offensive.

"It's not a big problem. I sneered and looked around.

"Today, the Qilin Hall is going to move Duan Feihu, if my brothers see who dares to call the police, or take pictures to leave evidence, don't blame the knife in my hand for not being long-sighted!"

As I said this, I sneered and looked at a man in a suit who was holding his phone.

I slammed it into the table next to me.

The icy blade reflected the dazzling light, reflecting the frightened face of the man in the suit.

He was so frightened by me that his phone fell to the ground with a "pop".

Under the intimidation of me and a handful of brothers gathered around the periphery, these people suddenly became honest, and none of them dared to act rashly.

I calmed the situation in a few words, and immediately shouted: "Cut me!"

The white-robed thugs immediately swarmed up, shouting and swearing, and fiercely slashed and slashed with Duan Feihu and his group.

I reversed the usual style of "taking the lead" and watched from the rear.

I have already made up my mind that this time I will let Duan Feihu die at the hands of others.

It's better to hack to death with a knife, and you can't tell who did it.

Duan Feihu, a hard-fought little powerhouse, seems to have finally come to the end of his life. In just a few moments, he had already been stabbed several times. The blood stained his clothes red, which only stimulated his desire to survive.

He roared wildly, opening the mountain in one hand and a steel rod in the other, without any rules, it was as ruthless as hell.

"Bang!"

Duan Feihu smashed a steel rod on the top of a white-robed man's head, and his head immediately broke and blood flowed, turning the man over on the spot.

Then he stabbed another white-robed man in the stomach and kicked him away.

But at the same time, two knives were also cut at him.

Probably really stimulated his potential, Duan Feihu at this moment was unprecedentedly fierce. His face was covered in blood, he gritted his teeth, and his face was as hideous as a ghost from hell: "Lao Tzu will pull a few pads when he dies!"

Many people in the casino were so frightened that they fled in all directions, and some women even let out piercing screams, and the scene was chaotic.

I didn't stop them from leaving, it didn't matter if I called the police or called for help for Wolong Pavilion.

Anyway, Lao Tzu is a blitzkrieg, and he will withdraw when he finishes it.

As long as the evidence is not exposed to the media, whether it is Qilintang's methods or Wang Jianing's relationship, there is a great possibility of operation.

There was no suspense in the situation, it was completely one-sided.

But this situation did not make me feel at ease, but frowned deeply.

I don't think something is right.

Very wrong!

I always felt that there were several times when my brothers could ask for Duan Feihu's life, but they didn't.

If it weren't for the merciless style of their subordinates, Duan Feihu would have died no matter how stubbornly he resisted.

Only hurt, not kill?

The uneasiness in my heart became stronger and stronger, and the brothers in Wolong Pavilion gradually fell, leaving only Duan Feihu covered in blood.

He was trembling all over, clutching his bleeding wounds and glaring at me with a vicious gaze.

I took off most of my cigarette and looked at him with a sneer: "Didn't you warn me that it was best to kill you at once, lest you retaliate?"

"As you wish—"

I popped out the cigarette butt, forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in my heart, and gave the order: "Hack him to death!"

No one moved.

This group of white-robed thugs looked at me in unison.

I felt a chill in my heart, trying to maintain my semblance: "What do you mean?"

The bald head smiled reluctantly and said to me, "Brother Fei, this is what Brother Chu meant. ”

"Brother Chu wants you to take the living Duan Feihu to see him. ”

My heart trembled fiercely, but I pretended to put my hands in my trouser pockets calmly: "Since it's what Brother Chu meant, why don't I know?"

No one answered me, but silently carried their blood-stained or unblooded blades, silently surrounding me in the middle.

It seems that as soon as I have the idea of resisting, I can turn against me and slash at me.

Hehe, it's really awesome.

It turned out that my so-called "brothers" knew about it, but I didn't know about it!

I pretended not to notice anything, and said coldly: "Since it is what Brother Chu meant, then okay, take it away." ”

"If it drags on any longer, it will be very troublesome whether it is Wolong Pavilion or the police. ”

Duan Feihu seemed to suddenly understand something, and pointed to reveal a blood-stained smile: "Hahaha, Lin Fei, you are also a poor worm when stepping on a horse!"

I rushed forward, with a gust of wind, and a knee hit between his legs: "You step on the horse and shut up Lao Tzu!"

Duan Feihu covered his crotch and fell to the ground in pain, screaming in tears.

Two white-robed men rushed up and dragged him away like dead dogs.

On the ground that Duan Feihu dragged by, a long blood mark was left behind, which was shocking.

Duan Feihu, who was half-dead, was tied hand and foot to gag his mouth, and was forced into the back seat of the car.

Then I got in the car and followed the bald head to the street where the Qilin Hall watched the field.

Along the way, I looked at the fleeting neon night scene outside the car window, and my heart was heavy.

Finally I closed my eyes and stopped thinking about it.

I knew what was going to happen, but I couldn't stop it, that's the most desperate thing.

The bald head forced Duan Feihu to load it with a sack, and the goods had been tossed so hard that he had no strength.

Bald Qiang and another person carried this sack and led me into a large private room, allowing me to see Chu Xiangfang smoking a cigar.

He smiled and motioned for the two of them to go out, and then asked me to close the door and lock it.

"Xiaofei, well done, I really didn't misunderstand you. Chu Xiang laughed wildly, untied the rope on the sack, and ripped it open.

The moment Duan Feihu saw Chu Xiangmad, his eyes were almost split, and the bloodshot in his eyes was intertwined into a net.

Chu Xiang patted me on the shoulder with a wild smile, and said with a pleasant face: "Get rid of him, and I will match you with another hundred brothers." ”

"From tonight onwards, you and Li Hua and Du Sicheng—"

He said word by word: "Flat, up, flat, sit." ”

I was not thrilled at all, even a cold despair, but I had to look flattered.

Duan Feihu looked at me, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes told me that he was smiling.

Sarcastic laughter.

I took a deep breath and pulled out the stalk that was close to my body.

The glowing pinhole camera in the corner of the wall is particularly dazzling.