Chapter Seventy-One: Misjudgment?
Zhu Qian'er looked gloomy, glared at Dou Zhanlong angrily and said, "Why is the trouble you always blame on me?" â
Dou Zhanlong shrugged his shoulders, threw the question to the black face, and said, "Answer her words, why?" â
"I don't know!"
The black face was full of grievances.
Zhu Qian'er's slender hand reached out very quickly, and she grabbed Dou Zhanlong's ear at once.
"Ah, it hurts!"
Dou Zhanlong hurriedly begged for mercy.
Zhu Qian'er's beautiful eyes widened, and she said angrily: "Did I ask them?" â
Dou Zhanlong endured the pain in his ears and said with a smile: "Who made you my woman?" â
"!"
Zhu Qian'er's face was slightly red, she took a sip, and said, "Who is your woman!" â
Seeing that the strength in Zhu Qian'er's hand was a little slackened, she hurriedly escaped from her clutches, coughed lightly, and said to a few people with black faces: "Go back and tell the old ghost, don't play tricks with me, if you want to see a complete leper, come to the Iron Blood Gang in person!" â
"Yes, yes, we'll tell you!"
Blackface nodded busily.
Dou Zhanlong waved his hand, and he didn't want to pay attention to these people anymore.
Seeing this, several black-faced people ran out of the bar with rolling and crawling.
"The ......"
Dou Zhanlong rubbed his hands and looked at Zhu Qian'er very obscenely.
"Get out!"
Zhu Qian'er gave him a disgusted look.
Dou Zhanlong pursed his lips and said aggrievedly: "People want to apologize to you, besides, I don't know that the old ghost will find you, besides, didn't I rush to save you as quickly as possible, don't be angry anymore!" â
Zhu Qian'er took a deep breath, closed her eyes tightly, and suddenly opened her eyes, a trace of terrifying aura came, and Dou Zhanlong said secretly: "Not good!" â
"Huh!"
Five fruit knives appeared strangely in Zhu Qian'er's jade hand, and the cold light on the knife made Dou Zhanlong's hairs stand on end.
"Wow, you murdered your husband!"
Dou Zhan Dragon Monster screamed and dodged, and every time he jumped, a flying knife would go straight to the ground, and Xiaoli couldn't help but stare at her.
"It's amazing, is this the latest trend of two people fighting?"
Xiaoli's voice was not loud, but Zhu Qian'er heard it clearly, Zhu Qian'er turned her head and glared at random, Xiaoli quickly covered her small mouth and didn't dare to squeak anymore.
"Dou Zhanlong, my mother warns you, if you dare to cause trouble on my head in the future, I want you to look good!"
At this moment, Zhu Qian'er is like a tyrannosaurus king, with a ferocity index of five stars.
Dou Zhanlong hugged his head and flew away, where could he still speak, he could only hope that before he escaped from the bar, he would not be killed, he would be Amitabha.
Just as Dou Zhanlong was approaching the door of the bar and was about to open the door to leave, the door was unexpectedly opened.
"Ah, the weather is really nice today!"
I don't know whose voice came through the door.
"Bang!"
Dou Zhanlong hit it squarely, and the whole thing was embedded in the door panel.
Qin Chao's surprised face poked in from outside the door, and he wondered, "Oh, Brother Zhanlong, what are you doing?" â
"Fuck your sister!"
Dou Zhanlong glanced at Qin Chao, and before he could cry out in pain, he felt a sharp wind behind him.
"Hehe, since you're here, then be Lao Tzu's shield!"
Dou Zhanlong smiled weirdly, tapped one foot, and immediately made a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree rotation in place.
When Qin Chao was still surprised what Dou Zhanlong was going to do, Dou Zhanlong had already circled behind him, and then pushed it hard......
"Ah, I'm a mother!"
A cold and shining knife had been dyed red with blood at the moment, and to everyone's embarrassment, the knife was impartial to the ass of the Qin Dynasty.
Zhu Qian'er opened her mouth slightly and blinked.
Xiaoli snickered, gave a thumbs up to Dou Zhanlong, and said softly: "You are so bad!" â
Dou Zhanlong just pretended not to see it, and ran away, shouting as he ran: "Young Master Qin, you help me take it first, and I'll invite you to dinner when I turn back!" â
Qin Chao was very embarrassed and angry, his originally delicate face was already red and black at the moment, and he gritted his teeth fiercely and said, "Dou Zhanlong, you wait for me!" â
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"Waste, it's all special waste, even a woman can't beat it, what's the use of me raising you?"
In an unknown building in the southern district, an old man with a rickety figure and loose hair stood up from a rattan chair angrily, his small eyes almost bursting into flames.
In front of the old man, the black-faced man happened to be standing with his head bowed, and he couldn't stop trembling.
"Ghost, ghost brother, you can't blame the brothers, that woman certainly has some means, but the main thing is that Dou Zhanlong, we really can't beat him!"
The national character face next to the black face forcibly explained despite the black face's obstruction.
"Oh?"
The old ghost shrewdly looked at the face of the national character and asked, "This is the answer you gave me?" â
Being stared at like this by the old ghost, the national character face felt pressure, and couldn't help swallowing saliva, regretting his recklessness a little.
"Answer me!"
Suddenly, the old ghost roared, and his face immediately trembled, and he trembled: "Yes, yes!" â
"Good!"
The old ghost fell silent and nodded slightly.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out for a long time in this small dark room.
The black-faced man looked at the national character face beside him in surprise, and slowly fell to the ground with an expression of disbelief.
The old ghost was holding a 54-style pistol in his hand, and at the moment he was emitting black smoke, and his eyes were vicious: "Dare to make excuses with Lao Tzu, damn it!" â
The old ghost raised his eyes to look at the black face, and said, "You, do you have anything else to say?" â
The little heart with a black face almost jumped out, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, it's gone!" â
The old ghost nodded "um", then sat down on the rattan chair calmly, and said: "Since the Iron Blood Gang dares to call me out, then I have to be prepared to bear the revenge of my old ghost, and Tang Bai and Dou Zhanlong, these two culprits, I want them to ...... Die! â
"Yes!"
In the small dark room, a group of old ghosts' subordinates responded in unison.
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Dou Zhanlong, who drove away, did not go home directly, but called Lin Yi and said, "Hey, my little beauty!" â
Lin still smacked shyly and said, "Speak well!" â
"Oh!"
Dou Zhanlong quickly turned into a normal person and said, "I won't go home tonight!" â
"What's wrong?"
Lin was still concerned.
Dou Zhanlong smiled and said: "It's not a big deal, it's just to deal with some trivial matters, because it's cumbersome, so you may have to stay overnight!" â
"Well, then be careful yourself!"
"Ah!"
After chatting casually, hearing Lin Yiqing's laughter, Dou Zhanlong hung up the phone with peace of mind.
I dialed a string of numbers again, and after waiting for a while, a dull sound came from my phone.
"What's the matter?"
Tang Bai's cold voice sounded.
Dou Zhanlong didn't pay attention to it, and said directly: "Where are you, I'll pick you up!" â
Tang Bai snorted coldly: "No, I don't want to see you!" â
"Whew!"
Dou Zhanlong said disgustingly: "I'm too lazy to see you, I don't like men, let's get down to business, I feel like the old ghost will do it tonight, so we'd better go to the Iron and Blood Gang!" â
This news made Tang Bai, who was originally listless, suddenly come to his senses and said, "Okay, I'll go!" â
"Don't you need me to pick you up?"
Dou Zhanlong plays with taste.
"Still no, if I stay with you for a minute longer, I feel uncomfortable!"
Tang Bai neatly vetoed.
"Are you sure?"
"Do you want to die now?"
"This ...... You'd better go on your own! â
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When Dou Zhanlong arrived at the Iron Blood Gang, Zhong Feng was waiting here early.
"Have you found out the old ghost's movements?"
Dou Zhanlong got straight to the point.
Zhong Feng shook his head and nodded again, Dou Zhanlong was very puzzled.
Zhong Feng said embarrassedly: "To be exact, our brothers did find that the old ghost's people went out en masse, but after they appeared, they dispersed, and we only sent a few people to squat, so it is impossible to know where they all went!" â
Dou Zhanlong frowned slightly, and said, "Is there a follow-up?" â
Zhong Feng nodded and said, "Yes, yes, but those people seem to be deliberately avoiding us, just going around in circles aimlessly!" â
Dou Zhanlong thought for a while, but he couldn't figure out what the old ghost was doing, and finally he could only sigh and say: "Call all your people back, although I can't figure out the exact movements of the old ghost, but one thing is deliberately certain, he still has to come here in the end, isn't it?" â
Zhong Feng smiled and said, "Okay, I'll call!" â
Dou Zhanlong patted Zhong Feng on the shoulder, and then followed a member of the Iron Blood Gang into the elevator.
A few minutes later, Dou Zhanlong came to a spacious room, where Hong Zhenxing was sitting upright at a long table full of wine and food.
When Hong Zhenxing saw Dou Zhanlong coming in, he immediately stood up and said with a smile: "Brother Zhanlong, you haven't eaten yet, come on, let's eat together!" â
Dou Zhanlong looked at the food on the table, his stomach was indeed bulging, and he didn't say anything polite to Hong Zhenxing, and then sat down.
"Come, pour wine for the War Dragon Brothers!"
Hong Zhenxing waved boldly, and a man strode over, holding a bottle of liquor to fill Dou Zhanlong.
"Wait!"
Dou Zhanlong said embarrassedly: "Drink, I'll forget it!" â
Hong Zhenxing laughed out loud and said disdainfully: "Look at your cowardice, what are you afraid of drinking some wine?" â
Dou Zhanlong didn't mind, scratched his head, and said, "I really can't drink enough, if I get drunk and delay a big event, then I will really cry to death!" â
Hong Zhenxing, who originally wanted to persuade him to drink, thought about it, so he had to wave his hand in disappointment and let his subordinates disperse.
Dou Zhanlong sighed, regardless of Hong Zhenxing, picked up the chopsticks on the table, and ate it in a big gulp, Hong Zhenxing couldn't help but laugh when he saw it.
"By the way, what do you think are the odds that the old ghost will attack my Iron Blood Gang at night?"
At this point, Hong Zhenxing was obviously a little worried, after all, the old ghost was born in the arms business, and he was not much stronger than a gang like him who fought and fought to collect protection money.
Dou Zhanlong stopped his movements, looked at Hong Zhenxing, and said, "Originally, it was only one percent, but now, I can guarantee it...... It's in the bag! â
Hong Zhenxing couldn't help but be stunned, and said suspiciously: "Is it really so sure?" â
Dou Zhanlong shook his head and smiled, "Otherwise, let's make a bet, how about it?" â
"Bet? How to bet? â
Hong Zhenxing suddenly became interested.
Dou Zhanlong lifted a tissue to wipe his mouth, and said with a smile: "I won, you do me a small favor, don't worry, I won't let you suffer, if I lose......"
"I don't think there should be such a possibility as zĂ i!"