Wang Yong got up from the bed with a grunt and poured half a bottle of liquor into his stomach in one go.

When a person is in a hurry, he can do anything.

To kill, you have to have something to take advantage of. Is there a better weapon than a pistol?

Although our country has gun control, for some people, it is easy to get a gun, as long as they have money in their pockets.

Wang Yong took out his mobile phone and dialed a call without hesitation.

It was so late, the person was already asleep, and Wang Yong made two calls to get through.

"Wang Yong, you're looking for death, why are you calling in the middle of the night?"

There was an impatient stinking sound on the other end of the line.

"Master Wu, prepare a gun for me and twenty rounds of ammunition." Wang Yong's scolded dog blood sprinkler was not angry, but put forward his thoughts very calmly.

Wu Ye is a gun dealer, making and selling guns. About Wu Ye, he is also a character, so let's introduce it a little.

No one can ignore it, even if it is an ordinary person, not to mention that Wu Ye's guy is really extraordinary.

Wu Ye is now in his forties, and he is the same era as Wang Yong. Wu Ye used to be a lathe worker, who was proficient in using various machine tools, had first-class processing skills, had a flexible mind, and loved to study.

Working for others can't earn a few dollars, at most you can support your family, and later Wu Ye bought a set of machine tools to work alone. Wu Ye invested all the money ambitiously, but the benefits were not good, and he kept holding on.

Later, a friend approached Wu Ye and asked him to transform a gun. According to his friend's request, Wu Ye easily completed the transformation. The friend gave Wu Ye 500 yuan on the spot. Later, my friend asked Wu Ye to transform the gun every once in a while, and even provided materials for Wu Ye to imitate.

It was from that time that Wu Ye embarked on the road of transforming guns and imitating guns. Now, Wu Ye is one of the black market gun providers in Jiangdong, and he makes a lot of money.

"I'll talk about it tomorrow, Lao Tzu is going to sleep now and hang up the phone." Wu Ye said impatiently.

"10,000 yuan a handful."

"Then you come and get it yourself, and don't forget to bring the money." Wu Ye said in a slow tone.

An imitation 54 pistol on the black market is only about 1,000 yuan, so Wang Yong's price of 10,000 yuan is far beyond the market price. Who would have trouble with money, Wu Ye immediately fell asleep, so he agreed.

"It's an hour."

Wang Yong snapped and hung up the phone.

Although Wang Yong didn't have much money, he still had 10,000 yuan, and when he smashed Chen Yuting's shop, Ma Xiaoshuai gave him 50,000 yuan, and he took the lion's share and divided 10,000 yuan.

Wang Yong lives in the kind of old-fashioned courtyard house, which can't be broken anymore, this is the only inheritance left to him by his father and mother after his death. On crutches, Wang Yong went out.

Wang Yong's knee was wrapped in a rag, and he should have been seen in the hospital if he was so seriously injured, but this guy forced himself to go home.

It hurts, it definitely hurts, it hurts to the heart. But when he thought of revenge, Wang Yong didn't feel pain.

There is a three-handed Wuling Rongguang parked in the yard, and it can't be broken anymore, Wang Yong bought it for 8,000 yuan, which is strong and durable.

Wu Ye lives in a shop in Jiangdong Hardware City, with processing machines on the first floor and sleeping on the second floor. The wife and children live in the villa, and if there is a lot of work, Wu Ye will be busy until late, and he is too lazy to go home, so he will live in the shop.

It took nearly an hour for Wang Yong to drive there.

Wu Ye had already prepared an imitation of five four and twenty bullets. Because they are acquaintances, they pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, even if the transaction is completed, it is simply neat, and it is not as terrifying as it is rendered in the movie.

"Lao Wang, what did you do with your other leg, did you have a car accident?" Wu Ye asked.

Wang Yong didn't answer, pinned the gun into the waistband of his pants, turned his head and left. Leaving a confused Wu Ye.

Liu Ziqiang stays late at the bathing center every day.

With his son Liu Ziqiang, he has changed, and he has seen through the previous fights and killings. Now Liu Ziqiang is really working hard to run his own bathing center. The younger brothers are also very supportive. Look at the little brother of the beggar bar, he is happy all day long and has money to play with women, Liu Ziqiang's little brother is also very envious!

Tonight, Liu Ziqiang held a meeting for the key employees of the bathing center, and Zhang Hui also attended.

In the eyes of the staff, Zhang Hui is full of spring breeze! Zhang Hui spent more than 100,000 yuan to buy clothes for Erdan and Yuting, and Liu Ziqiang gave her another 200,000 yuan, can you be dissatisfied with the spring breeze!

It's a good thing that the benefits of bathing centers are now rising, but they aren't climbing fast enough. Liu Ziqiang's requirement is that the efficiency should rise exponentially, not in a straight line, and it is best to hold the rocket and go up.

This month's turnover is 20 million, next month it will reach 25 million, then next month it will be 30 million, and so on.

The backbone employees are deeply aware of Yali Mountain.

"Tomorrow is a new beginning, and it will give me a hundredfold of spirits. Okay, that's all for today's meeting, adjournment. ”

Liu Ziqiang stood up from the chair and took the lead out of the conference room, with the majesty of a boss. Zhang Hui followed, and her leather shoes stepped on the floor, crackling.

"Ziqiang, come to me tonight, my son misses you." Zhang Hui said.

"Well, okay, if my son loses weight, see how I clean you up."

"Nasty."

……

Outside the Mediterranean bathing center, across the road, a Wuling Rongguang was parked there ten minutes ago. Wang Yong sat in the car smoking a cigarette and looked at his surroundings.

Wang Yong didn't plan to act tonight, just came over to step on it. Wang Yong didn't even know that Liu Ziqiang was still in the bathing center and didn't leave.

Shoot, shoot, and run, enough time.

Wang Yong had just come from the beggar's bar and stayed outside the bar for twenty minutes.

The person Wang Yong wanted to kill was not Liu Ziqiang, but also the three leaders of the beggar gang and one gang leader.

Liu Ziqiang came out in a black windbreaker, Zhang Hui held his arm, followed by five bodyguards, the standard underworld boss outfit, and he was majestic!

(This book is serialized in the genuine version of the 17K novel network, the update is the most timely, the chapters are the most complete, and the genuine version is supported.) Exchange group: 326760662)) Wang Yonggang finished smoking a classic Hongtashan 1956, and the popular cigarette is energetic when smoking. After smoking, Wang Yong threw the cigarette butt out of the window, and then started the car to flash people. But at this moment, Wang Yong saw the enemy, and his heart was nervous and surprised. I was nervous about killing for the first time, I was a little excited and scared, and I was surprised to see the enemy, and I could take revenge.

After a moment of melancholy, Wang Yong held the May Fourth pistol in his hand and trembled slightly.

"Self-improvement, our baby is about to have his first birthday, what are you going to give him?"

"Is it a year old? I'll go, so fast, I can't forget which day my son was born. ”

Zhang Hui glanced at Liu Ziqiang and said, "Are you such a father?" I don't even know about my son's birthday. ”

"Hehe, just kidding, how could I not know about my son's birthday. The twelfth day of the lunar month, right? ”

"Oh no, you remember."

"How's our son's appetite? Can you eat it? ”

"My milk is all for my son, don't even think about it."

……

The bodyguards had already driven a Mercedes-Benz out of the parking lot and was waiting outside.

Liu Ziqiang and Zhang Hui talked and laughed and went out.

Wang Yong also launched the glory of Powuling. At night, there were not many cars on the road, so Wang Yong drove the car to a turn on the wide Loulan Avenue, and then slowly approached Liu Ziqiang's Mercedes-Benz business.

No one could have imagined that a shooting would occur a few tens of seconds later.

Liu Ziqiang strode with his head held high and felt the brilliance of life. I think that Liu Ziqiang was just a gangster back then, and it was not easy to have today's situation. Liu Ziqiang also reminisced about the bittersweet memories more than once, and he was deeply moved every time.

The first brother of the underworld is also a man of temperament!

The bodyguard opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz business car and respectfully invited Liu Ziqiang and his woman to sit down.

If it was Liu Ziqiang who sat in first before, but this time Liu Ziqiang changed his mind and let Zhang Hui sit in first.

"Ziqiang, come on, it's cold outside."

Wuling Rongguang is driving very slowly, and it is still approaching. At a distance of ten meters, such a big target, even a three-year-old child will not miss a slingshot!

Wang Yong's palms were sweating, his hand holding the gun was a little trembling, and he was so nervous that he forgot about the pain in his knees.

Wang Yong held the steering wheel with one hand and stuck out of the window with a gun in the other.

Liu Ziqiang, a bodyguard with an eye disease, saw someone holding a gun and wanted to shoot Liu Ziqiang, and immediately shouted: "Boss, be careful." ”

As he spoke, the bodyguard pounced on Liu Ziqiang. But it was still a few seconds late. The speed of the gun is not as good as even the second egg!

Bang bang bang!

Wang Yong shot three consecutive shots at Liu Ziqiang's head without hesitation.

Wang Yongbai has eaten for decades, ya, he didn't even hit so closely. If you aim at the head, you can hit the shoulder.

"." Wang Yong cursed, aiming at Liu Ziqiang's stomach, thinking that the target of his head is too small, he can always hit your stomach!

Liu Ziqiang's younger brother knocked down Liu Ziqiang, and at the same time Wang Yong also fired. The bullet got through Liu's head.

Wang Yong really didn't mean it, he was obviously aiming at Liu Ziqiang's stomach, if he wanted to blame Liu Ziqiang's little brother, he didn't pounce early or late, he had to wait for Wang Yong to shoot before he pounced.

Everything is providence, everything is fate.

Wang Yong put away the gun, then drove up and ran.

There was a mess outside the Mediterranean bathing center. Zhang Hui still didn't believe that Liu Ziqiang had hung up.

"Ambulance, call an ambulance!" Zhang Hui hugged Liu Ziqiang and cried and shouted.

Zhang Hui's today is a bet, and it seems that the bet has been won. But if Liu Ziqiang dies, all his efforts will be in vain.

Liu Ziqiang was already unconscious. There is a chance of surviving a bullet in the head, but the probability is too low.

Liu Ziqiang's eyes opened angrily, as if he still had infinite attachment to this world.

The bodyguards have called the police and also called 120, but they don't have any hope that the boss will survive. The Mercedes-Benz also started and chased after Wang Yong.

A bodyguard tested Liu Ziqiang's breathing, then shook his head.

"Sister-in-law, my eldest brother can't do it."

……

In response to that sentence, come out and mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back!