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Just when Brother Yong was struggling and shouting for his fate, the match sent to call people came with a large number of people. (To read the latest chapter of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network) "Please be familiar with the domain name"

Okay, there are still a few steps between the hot pot restaurant and the sidewalk, the monkey ran up the steps first, planning to report to Brother Yong, and the rest of the twenty or so brothers shouted under the steps, just waiting for an order to rush in, they also have a purpose, that is, to surround the enemy who rushed out from inside.

"Brother Yong, I brought ......", opened the curtain and rushed in The match originally wanted to report how many brothers he had brought, but when he saw Brother Yong kneeling on the ground miserably, the other third brothers were tied up and lying on the ground like dead pigs, so shocked that they changed their words halfway through, "**, you let Brother Yong go, and a large number of brothers will be blocked outside, otherwise you will be killed."

"Ah, match, what are you talking about, take someone up, and die", Brother Yong came to the rescue, and he was more confident and arrogant, he forgot that his life was in the hands of others.

The match was about to turn around and call someone, when Dong Mingshu, who looked tǐng Sven next to him, grabbed his collar with both hands, one knee on the top of Xiōng, and then a jack pendant and couldn't get up, the whole movement was not a whistle at all, very coherent.

The match lay down, but his screams alarmed the brothers outside, who were about to rush in with iron rods and pig-killing knives.

Dong Mingshu lifted the match from behind, pressed a pig-killing knife he picked up from the ground against his neck, and pushed it out.

"Whoever wants to come up, I will stab him to death first", Dong Mingshu at this time did not have any Sven breath at all, and he was completely an outlaw.

Those brothers who were about to climb the stairs were frightened, honestly afraid of being ruthless, but they were afraid of dying, not to mention that not everyone was ruthless, most of them just followed Brother Yong hún to eat and drink.

"It seems that your power is not small, and you have actually started a gang", Chen Kangjie was not worried about the húnhún outside, grabbed a handful of Brother Yong's hair, and said coldly.

In Hong Kong and Japan, Chen Kangjie did not show fear in the face of those real gangsters, let alone in his own turf. He has experienced gunfights, and these are just cold weapons, so it's no problem.

"Lao Tzu put the words here, if I don't die today, you don't want to live", Brother Yong is the most ruthless in their group, just out of prison for a year, but I don't want those little húnhúns to be so easy to deter. 4∴⑧０6５

"Very good, I like tough guys like you, if you're too soft, it's really not fun", Chen Kangjie stood up and put the hot pot on the table to the fire, "Drag him over for me and press it in with both hands."

If Chen Kangjie's voice is very strong, it means that he is not necessarily terrible, but when he says something very calm, then someone is really going to be unlucky, and the nine cows can't pull it back, and Xiong Ziqiang, who is familiar with him, often has to choose to do it at this time.

Brother Yong was dragged to the table like a dead dog, looking at the boiling hot pot soup in the pot, he himself was scared at this time, he knew that he could cook it with his hands in it for a while, so wouldn't he be crippled in the future? What kind of status does a crippled person have, he can't even get food, maybe he can only pick up garbage or ask for food to live.

"Boss, don't, don't", Brother Yong's hands grabbed the edge of the table and began to plead.

"There's nothing to say, remember what you just said", Chen Kangjie would not give such a person a chance at all, "Mr. Li, I'm sorry, you can wait at the counter first, just for a while", Chen Kangjie saw Li Chaoren grinning, knowing that he was not used to seeing such a scene, so he broke him away.

"Xiaojie, look at this ......", Li Chaoren felt that this was too bloody and terrifying, and planned to persuade Chen Kangjie.

"There's nothing to say, no one can change my current decision", Chen Kangjie stopped Li Chaoren's unspoken persuasion.

Li Chaoren is a guest, since everyone has said so, he can't say anything himself, so he can only walk behind the counter stupidly, his bodyguards and the past dutifully block in front of him, and the rest will be given to Chen Kangjie and Qiu Yi.

"District Chief Qiu, Brother Ouyang has a big brother in his coat, you can use that phone to call Director Gao", Chen Kangjie completely became the leader of the whole scene.

"Xiaojie,...... Why are you doing this with your father?", Qiu Yi is different from Li Chaoren, and the horns are also different, he still hopes that Chen Kangjie will stop the idea of killing the other party.

"You don't need Jiāo Dai, I didn't do anything today, only you accompanied Mr. Li to dinner, I hope you understand what I mean", Chen Kangjie's words are undoubted, he wants to put himself aside first, he believes that Qiu Yi is a smart person, otherwise, Qiu Yi will only be semi-retired to the National People's Congress like his father-in-law.

Yikes...... Okay!", Qiu Yi thought about it for a while, and then had to agree.

"Boss, don't, District Chief Qiu, don't, don't, you're a cadre!", now that Brother Yong finally knows that he is the real district chief, this 'district chief and his father' can only pin his hopes on Qiu Yi and beg him.

Qiu Yi thought that he still had a hot face, but he just glanced pitifully at Brother Yong, who was still struggling by Xiong Ziqiang and Pang Hui, and then walked away to call.

"Press it in, it's not cooked, it's not allowed to be released", Chen Kangjie dropped a sentence, then pulled a chair from the side and sat down, enjoying this 'bean and rice hot pot stewed bear's paw' meal.

At this time, the owner and lady of this shop were as frightened as a chilling cicada, they could not imagine that this young man who had just started a fire with a friendly teenager would be so ferocious. They are also worried that they will not be able to get rid of such a thing in their store, but the conversation between Chen Kangjie and Qiu Yi has been heard by the two couples, and they know that this middle-aged man is indeed the district head, so they are also relieved, no matter what happens, the district chief will stand up.

At the same time, the two husbands and wives are also a little gloating, this Yong brother really disturbed them enough, for such a person, they can't wait to cut a thousand knives, so that they can do business with peace of mind in the future,

Xiong Ziqiang and Pang Hui actually did this kind of thing for the first time, but they have done many murderous things, and this time it is relatively not dead, and it is much better.

The two of them exerted all their strength before they moved Brother Yong's hand off the edge of the table and pressed it into the pot.

"Don't, don't, please, boss, uncle, don't", Brother Yong's desperate struggle and bitter pleading, the blood stains on his face became lighter, completely diluted by the sweat squeezed out by the bulging muscles, which was simply scared out.

It's just that no one pays attention to his pleading, he doesn't say a word about his work, he admires it playfully, and he turns his head away in fear or he méng his eyes.

Hearing the miserable pleading inside, knowing that the boss was threatened, the younger brother outside the house wanted to rush in regardless of a qiē, but Dong Mingshu's knife was a little harder, and a cut was made in the neck of the match, and the thin blood dripped down, and the crotch of the match became wet all of a sudden.

Of course, Pang Hui wouldn't really stab him to death, the force he used was measured, his purpose was to intimidate the other party, not to really kill someone. But those little brothers don't think like that, seeing that the neck of the usually domineering match brother has been cut, who dares to really rush forward. It's okay for these húnhúns to fight, but no one has actually killed anyone.

In order to increase the intimidation power, Qian Degui, who had not made a move, twisted up the little brother lying on the ground like a small jī, followed Dong Mingshu's example, pushed him out and knelt at the mouth of the mén, a pig-killing knife was also on his neck, and with two hostages, the other party did not dare to move.

It is true that Qian Degui is a car soldier, he has never killed anyone and rarely fights, but this does not mean that he does not want to show his kindness and does not want to learn from Xiong Ziqiang. Qian Degui followed a trip to the country, he was very envious of that kind of life, if he wanted to go out often in the future, he must first win Chen Kangjie's trust, if he was too cowardly, he was worried that Chen Kangjie would look down on him, so he mustered up the courage to make this scene.

It's just that he is not as confident and knows how to measure as Dong Mingshu, so the knife edge is a distance of one or two centimeters from his neck, which can be regarded as meaningful.

"Ah!" A scream came, and Brother Yong's hands, which were usually proud of fighting, were finally forcibly pressed into the pot.

The high temperature passed on the soft skin, his hands suddenly turned red, and the sticky pot soup was tumbling, constantly eroding her epidermis, the piercing pain, Brother Yong couldn't bear it, and the screams like killing pigs could be heard from afar.

At this time, although it was already past ten o'clock, there were not many pedestrians on the street, but there was such a big battle at the mouth of this hot pot restaurant, and the pedestrians still stopped to watch, and they didn't care which side lost and which side won, just to have better bragging capital tomorrow.

Brother Yong lasted less than fifteen seconds before he fainted in pain, and in order to prevent him from dying of pain, Xiong Ziqiang let go of his hand and splashed his face with the tea they had just drunk on the table. Brother Yong, who woke up, saw that his hands were still boiling in the pot, and a piece of ròu even stuck to the back of his hand, and let out a miserable scream again.

Qiu Yi, who took the eldest brother to the back kitchen to make a call, heard this scream, his body trembled, and his heart beat a drum, this Chen Kangjie Don't look at his young age, it's too scary to really start a fire, and the means are really cruel.

Qiu Yi dialed a few calls and didn't make the right call, at this time there was no 110, he usually called in the office, there was a detailed phone record book, open it and find the phone number to call, now there is a phone but I don't remember the number, it's really anxious, what's even more annoying is that he called Xiao Zhou a few times to ask and didn't say that he could say Director Gao's phone number, and he didn't even know the phone number of the duty room of the Public Security Bureau.

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