Five o'clock in the morning. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a messy room, perfume is perfume, and the floor is full of women's sexy underwear, which is thrown to the ground.

On the bed, a bald fat man of 1.5 meters, one left and one right, hugged two naked beauties, sleeping snoring heavily.

Jingle bells!

The mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly rang non-stop.

"Brother Zeng, your phone ......" A beautiful woman sleeping on the left side pushed the bald fat man and handed over the phone.

"-yes, who doesn't have a long memory, call Lao Tzu at this time!" The bald fat man had just finished tossing all night, and his eyes were awakened as soon as he narrowed, and he was in a very bad mood.

As soon as the bald fat man connected the phone, he scolded: "Fuck-, how many times have I told you, unless the sky falls, dare to call Lao Tzu in the middle of the night, it's all fucking chop......"

"Brother Zeng, Xiang Chengtian is dead......"

A trembling voice came from the other end of the line.

"What?!" the bald fat man's eyes widened.

"Half an hour ago, Guan Sheng sent a picture of Xiang Chengtian's corpse to the big guys on the road, and he also brought a sentence......"

"I heard that all the big guys have already left, and I don't know where to go, I think Brother Zeng, you are sleeping, I don't know if I want to call you......"

The voice on the phone was hesitant.

"Think, think about your mother! I don't know if I know this kind of thing, call right away!" Although the bald fat man scolded, he still couldn't believe it.

What kind of person is Xiang Chengtian, who has been in Jiangzhou for more than ten years, but he hasn't been down, how could he die overnight?

Could it be another rumor from the Tao?

The bald fat man immediately shook his head, who dares to spread such a rumor, isn't it just looking for death?

Just thinking about it, the bald fat man has opened WeChat, and a familiar face pops up inside!

"Brother Tian?!" The bald fat man clasped his hands together and was about to kowtow, when he suddenly noticed that Xiang Chengtian's skull had been broken, and blood was spilling over the pimples on his face.

"Dead ...... Dead ......" The bald fat man wiped the cold sweat on his head, looked down, and a short line of words appeared below the picture:

"Xiang Chengtian is dead, 6 o'clock in the morning, Chengbei Guan Temple. ”

"Guan Miao?!" the bald fat man thought of something in his heart, and hurriedly got up with a crawl.

Now there is only one hour left until six o'clock in the morning, if you can't catch up with the temple, then Jiangzhou will have nothing to do with itself in the future.

"Jiangzhou, it's going to change the sky!" The bald fat man looked at the moonlight outside the window, and his heart hung in his throat.

……

Five o'clock in the morning.

East of the city, inside a gym.

The sound of rapid and rhythmic breathing was heard, and a muscular man in a black vest was lying on a weight lifter, holding a 100-kilogram dumbbell in one hand, snatching up and down, and his arm muscles were as tense as stones.

"Boss, Ryoko is calling. A big man in red next to him stepped forward and said.

"Sound, sound, release, out, come. The man in the black vest spat out five words, and the dumbbells moved up and down in response.

"Yes. The man in red immediately turned on the speakerphone, and a hurried voice came from inside:

"Boss, Xiang Chengtian is dead!"

Bang!

The dumbbell smashed into the face of the man in the black vest and broke three front teeth on the spot!

……

Five o'clock in the morning.

South of the city, inside the KPV box.

"What did you say?!" a thin man who had just sucked half of the white powder squirted out of his nose and splashed the other party's face with snot!

"Say!How did Brother Tian die?!" The thin man took out a pistol from his leather coat, pointed at a row of kneeling subordinates opposite, and shouted angrily: "Who dares to tell half a lie, Lao Tzu will destroy you with one shot!"

……

Six o'clock in the morning.

In the north of the city, outside a simple Guan Temple, forty or fifty luxury cars were parked in a dilapidated square.

From time to time, lights came on in the distance, and several cars drove one after another.

All kinds of people got out of the car, each surrounded by a person, greeted each other with a smile, and walked towards Guan Miao.

A bald fat man had just gotten out of the Audi when a shrill voice immediately came to his ears:

"Oh, Zeng Fatty, you're here too!"

The bald fat man turned his head and looked, sure enough, it was a half-male and half-female man, wearing a mink coat in the summer, and the smell of perfume was stronger than the two women he slept with last night combined.

"Lao Yao, you are a person in the skin and meat business, what kind of excitement are you making around?" Zeng Fat looked disgusted, and his steps had already stepped into the temple.

"Hey, aren't people also half on the road, I heard the news yesterday, of course I want to come and have a look. The man surnamed Yao twisted his body, leaned next to Zeng Fatzi, and whispered, "I heard that Xiang Chengtian died?"

"What nonsense, he didn't die, Lao Tzu didn't hide at home?!" The bald fat man waved his hand, and someone had already blocked the man surnamed Yao to the side.

"Hey, you're waiting for me. ”

……

Guanmiao.

The dilapidated small temple was crowded with more than 100 people.

To the north of Guan Temple, a three-person high stone statue of Guan Gong, with horizontal eyebrows upside down, holding a knife.

Guan Gong stepped on a huge piece of marble, looking down at the people below, as if he would swing a knife and slash down at any moment, mighty in all directions.

Under the stone statue of Guan Gong, Guan Sheng's figure turned his back to everyone, raised his head with his hands, and looked at the stone statue with reverence.

Behind Guan Sheng, there was an empty Taishi chair.

Opposite the Taishi, there were more than a dozen cold plastic stools, which were full of people, with different faces, staring at Guan Sheng tightly.

These dozen or so people are all small figures on the underworld in Jiangzhou, although they are far from being comparable to Guan Sheng, but in any small place, they can cover the sky with one hand.

However, everyone received the same picture and the same message at around four o'clock in the morning.

Xiang Chengtian is dead!

Everyone's heart is like thunder, and it's still ringing!

Xiang Chengtian, Guan Sheng, this wolf and tiger, suddenly died now, these wall grasses in the cracks immediately couldn't sit still, and rushed over early.

Everyone sat in the Guan Temple, looking at Guan Sheng nervously.

As if waiting for someone, Guan Sheng looked at the stone statue without saying a word.

The needle drop in the field is visible.

Some people are already impatient, especially the plastic stool under the buttocks, which is so different from the Taishi chair in front of Guan Sheng, naturally feels that Guan Sheng has the intention of humiliating himself.

A thin man in a leather coat finally couldn't hold back anymore and sneered, "Brother Guan, if you call the entire Jiangzhou Road, won't you just let everyone accompany you to worship Second Master Guan?"

A few people whispered in agreement, and most of them did not dare to speak.

"Hmph, I only believe in my fists, and I never worship such things!" A man in a black vest spat out a mouthful of tooth blood and stared at Guan Sheng vigilantly.

For some reason, today's Guan Sheng gave him a very dangerous feeling, as if he could be beaten by one punch.

Guan Sheng didn't look back, and didn't say a word.

"Brother Guan, if you don't speak again, Lao Tzu will go back to sleep - woman. Zeng Fat Man saw that everyone was talking, and he also dared to test it.

With so many people here, he doesn't believe it, what else can Guan Sheng do with him?

"Who dares to leave?" a cold voice suddenly sounded.

Guan Sheng had already turned around slowly, his eyes were sharp, and he glanced around everyone.

"Brother Guan, what do you mean by this, don't you want everyone to leave?" Although Zeng Fat said this, his feet seemed to grow in the soil, and he didn't dare to move.

Guan Sheng snorted coldly, bent his claws with his right hand, felt the surging power in his body, and looked at everyone: "Whoever dares to walk out of this gate will end up like Xiang Chengtian!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone booed!

The leopard-headed army had already moved the gate, but not half of them moved.

Zeng Fatzi's face was even more pale, his eyes were buried in the ground, and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Brother Guan......" The corner of the thin man in leather clothes smiled, and he looked at Guan Sheng carefully, "Brothers, you don't mean that, if you have any orders, just say it?"

He was originally the closest to Xiang Chengtian in private, but now that he has lost his backer, he can't make up his mind, so he made a special trip.

Everyone's strength was not as strong as the thin man, and they didn't even have the courage to speak, so they could only look at Guan Sheng intently, waiting for him to speak.

"Xiang Chengtian is dead. ”

Guan Sheng's eyes shone brightly, sweeping everyone in fear, and said word by word: "From today on, Jiangzhou will change hands, and you can only obey one person!"

"What?!"

The crowd could no longer sit still and stood up in astonishment.

Everyone knows that after Xiang Chengtian's death, Guan Sheng's power will expand rapidly!

But what everyone didn't expect was that Guan Sheng dared to openly shuffle the cards?!

In any case, here are also the leaders of Jiangzhou's big and small roads!

After a period of silence, the thin man in leather clothes smiled coldly and said tentatively: "Brother Guan, you want to occupy Jiangzhou alone, your appetite is a little big, right?"

Although he had guessed Guan Sheng's ambition, he didn't expect it to come so quickly, so he could only fight Yan Yishan's idea in his heart.

In Jiangzhou, only Yan Yishan can suppress Guan Sheng!

The others were silent, but they didn't feel good in their hearts for a long time, except for a few who were close to Guan Sheng, and secretly enjoyed themselves.

Under the gaze of everyone, Guan Sheng suddenly turned sideways and stood next to the Taishi chair, and his deep voice echoed in the Guan Temple:

"Respectfully Mr. Yi!" (To be continued.) )