The surrounding crowd is naturally not too big to watch the excitement.

A vigorous coaxing of the seedlings.

Many people are talking to each other, passing on the identity of the old man in an ordinary shirt and T-shirt over there.

Then I was amazed and felt that I was really worth coming to the casino today.

Yi Haizhou asked the security guard beside him: "Did you call the police?"

The security guard sneered: "Definitely, but Xiongye said that there is no need for the police." ”

That is, how could a thief like Fu Xiong, who has been an enemy of the police all his life, ask the police to protect him.

That's ridiculous.

Just like Yi Haizhou, he didn't have the habit of looking for the police.

But the mourning hero did not use the rules of the rivers and lakes.

Maybe he can jump out of the casino with a wave of his hand to drive away the enemy for him.

At worst, just throwing out dollars can solve the problem.

He didn't, just stood there in silence.

Yi Haizhou seemed to see the old man who witnessed his brother being killed in the restaurant, with a blank expression and empty eyes.

The bandit breath that seemed to have been reactivated by the AK rifle a few days ago has disappeared.

From Xia Weiyi to Wengerhua, and then from the seaside to the explosion negotiations.

The mourners are all with Yi Haizhou.

But Yi Haizhou never recognized him, didn't treat him as a relative or friend, and didn't even have a personal relationship.

No matter how Fu Xiong showed goodwill, Yi Haizhou couldn't treat the other party as a friend.

He can't say anything like values, and killing people and goods has never been Yi Haizhou's identity.

Perhaps it was precisely because of the years on the battlefield where humanity was deprived to the extreme that Yi Haizhou attached great importance to the only remaining bottom line.

Do not kill innocent civilians.

This was almost the only guideline they had at the time.

The loss of the hero is just outside this line.

So Yi Haizhou also stood there silently.

Maybe Gao Meiya was too eye-catching, and when she followed Yi Haizhou to appear around, many eyes were attracted.

Fu Xiong's gaze seemed to be focused, and he turned his head to look at Yi Haizhou.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Noticing the change in the thief's gaze, the young man with his back to Yi Haizhou became even more indignant: "Come on, aren't you very majestic? My mother didn't give up protecting me until she died, and in the past eighteen years, I only knew that my mother was killed by you for as long as I can remember! Come on, even if you don't come to HK today, I will look for you all over the world for the rest of my life!"

This sentence finally made Fu Xiong raise his head, pointed at Yi Haizhou's old friend, and squeezed out a smile and nodded.

At such a short time, there was also a scolding and urging around.

"Fuck, what kind of thief is this! Turtle King, shrunken turtle!"

"If you want to play, hurry up, don't delay me to play cards......"

"The young man rushed up and stabbed him!"

With an expressionless face, he turned his head to the young man and stretched out his hand.

The young man didn't know how long he had been waiting for the hatred he had been accumulating, so he threw the metal bat directly at the feet of the mourner.

The carpet in the slot hall is of good quality, and the bounce of the stick on the ground a few times without sound.

The old thief in his fifties slowly bent down and picked it up.

It was so quiet that it seemed like a pin had dropped, even if there was a carpet on the floor.

Everyone watched with bated breath at the scene where they could look back and boast of what they had witnessed.

A lot of people still held their phones up.

Gao Meiya gently reached out and grabbed Yi Haizhou's arm and shook it very slightly.

Yi Haizhou remained motionless and looked indifferently.

If the other party is a gangster who wants to take advantage of the fire, he may reach out.

But the son who came to avenge his mother, whether he was instigated, deliberately sent, or there were other reasons behind it.

Yi Haizhou will not help.

That's called aiding and abetting.

If you do something yourself, you must have the awareness of taking responsibility.

This has nothing to do with whether you go to jail or not, that's legal reasoning, that's reasonableness.

After all, you have to face it yourself.

Little Lori just grabbed the back of Yi Haizhou's clothes and didn't move.

The old thief carried the bat, did not apologize, did not beg for mercy, picked it up and waved it casually.

The young man had already blushed and pounced!

The previous scolding had already mobilized his emotions to a rather hyperactive state.

Gripping the stick with both hands, he held his breath and smashed it desperately.

Yi Haizhou could even tell how much the young man had worked the fight.

If it was really the son of the victim, then he was indeed preparing for revenge.

A scene that surprised the audience appeared.

The moment when the metal bats that looked like they were going to fight were going to collide together.

The bat that the mourner was holding in his left hand suddenly fell.

The bat, which was originally slightly tilted, fell directly on the carpet.

Then the young man tried his best, originally wanting to smash the opponent's bat, but now he directly hit the cheeks of the side of the dead man!

The hollow metal bat makes a very crisp crashing sound.

You can almost hear the skull shattering, and you can even see the moment when the face suddenly deforms.

The audience exclaimed!

Countless people applauded......

King of Thieves, the demon king of the mixed world who everyone gets and is punished, many of the people present are HK people, and everyone will feel cool enough to see him beaten!

Fu Xiong was already crumbling, but he still stood there, his eyes crossed the young man in front of him, and he looked at Yi Haizhou.

Yi Haizhou looked at it without emotion.

In fact, the media of HK later discussed this matter in a series of reports, if the loss of the hero fell like this, would the whole situation be different.

Who knows.

In short, it is visible to the naked eye that half of the dead male's face is beginning to swell and congestion, especially around the eye sockets, it seems that blood has soaked into the eyeballs.

He still stood there wadding.

A lightweight metal baseball bat, which actually hits something sturdy, has a good rebound.

The young man only froze, not knowing if it was because of the other party's abandonment of resistance, or because he didn't fall down unexpectedly.

Swing the bat and hit it again!

Bang, this time it was much more muffled, and the mourner stumbled and fell backwards, but he still barely kneeled, shaking and trying to get up.

But apparently a little delirious, he couldn't get up after two attempts, and was half-kneeling.

Blood leached out of the corners of the eyes and ran down the face.

He still blinked reluctantly to see Yi Haizhou and see it more clearly.

Yi Haizhou still didn't move.

The young man rushed up in a frenzy, jumped up and slammed it on the door of the dead man's head, and more blood came out, and finally fell.

Maybe it's like his mother was shot and fell.

It also inspired him to slam the whole body of the mourner!

Beastly manic blow!

The people around who were still a little excited just now finally quieted down, except for a lot of mobile phones holding up to shoot, some people have involuntarily turned their heads over.

The old friend who lost the male finally couldn't help but suddenly pushed the two security guards next to him up: "That's enough!

The young man continued to slam without flinching, even if the hero was unconscious, he was still smashing desperately!

In the end, he was hugged by several security guards, and they all wanted to kick people.

When the young man was pressed against the carpet, Yi Haizhou finally confirmed from his angry eyes that this should be the son of the victim.

This anger cannot be faked.

Yi Haizhou was still standing by with his hands on his chest and watching, watching his old friend pick up the unconscious body, turn his head and call for an ambulance.

But he could feel it, almost, the old thief was almost dead.

The few blows to the head were fatal, and the mourner didn't resist at all.

Life is a very mysterious thing.

Yi Haizhou has seen too many examples on the battlefield of being super seriously injured, but desperately trying to survive.

There are really people who can survive from nine deaths.

But as long as you give up your life and don't want to live, it seems that your whole soul will fall apart and leave, and your vitality will quickly disappear.

The Lost Male has been losing his vitality since the first blow to the bat.

He gave up on his own initiative.

Yi Haizhou was a little surprised, this thief embryo would actually repent, or what?

Obviously he has already received tens of millions of funds, will he repent at this time?

Yi Haizhou doesn't think so.

But that's the reality.

He actually smiled, thinking of the eyes that the mourning hero had been looking at him all the time, was it to express to himself that he was already a good person?

It's just that some things that can't be erased are just mistakes.

That's life.

Yi Haizhou nodded and turned around, he regarded the mourning hero as a man, at least he was responsible in the end.

Let's go back.

He didn't think that collecting corpses or anything had anything to do with him.

even turned around and saw the chip box in Xiao Lori's hand, which was originally exchanged for their consumption.

I took it and sprinkled it all over the sky.

If wealth goes to people's happiness, it should be regarded as the money to open the way for the mourning of the hero.

This is nearly 100,000 chips of various colors, and when they are thrown out, they immediately attract the surrounding crowd to rush and pick them up everywhere.

Especially the color with a relatively large amount of money rolled to the ground, and the ground was crawling with people.

The man who walked out with his waist straight on this side was very forced.

Gao Meiya had quietly put her hand on Yi Haizhou's arm, and her adoring little eyes were flickering.

But a voice came from behind: "Ah Hai...... Please stay!"