When Qin Lang cut off Xiao Bawang's arm and sent him to the hospital, Huang Hao's side had already begun to assemble the team.

Qin Lang left, Huang Hao sent someone to the hospital to kill Xiaobawang, and came forward to occupy Xiaobawang's field, announcing that all of Xiaobawang's industries would be taken over by him.

The next day, the sun did not come out on time because a few people had died last night, or the clouds were overcast to express its mourning. Instead, it was a big sun headshot, and although it was already the end of October, it still felt a little hot.

Overnight, the No. 2 underground mission in Donghai City, Xiaobawang, died, and all the industries were suddenly taken over by the No. 4 person, this news is undoubtedly a very explosive news that makes everyone talk about it.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost King heard the news early in the morning, and he was angry and dropped the Jingdezhen fine white porcelain teacup in his hand.

At this time, Zhang Hanmo hurriedly walked in, saw the fragments on the ground, and knew that the Thousand-Faced Ghost King already knew the situation.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it." Zhang Hanmo sighed.

"Wasn't you with Xiaobawang yesterday?" The Thousand-Faced Ghost King said.

"He was hurt, and I went back." Zhang Hanmo said.

"What should I do now, Huang Hao, this brute, has come out." Zhang Hanmo is not a professional after all about the handling of underground forces, so he wants to hear the opinion of the Ghost King with a Thousand Faces.

"him." The Thousand-Faced Ghost King said coldly.

Zhang Hanmo didn't have the slightest doubt, he knew that he had this strength.

"I'd rather be Qin Lang, and I'd rather be the ghost hand Bai Qingshan than him." The Thousand-Faced Ghost King said.

Zhang Hanmo understands that this Huang Hao must not let him become the first, otherwise Donghai City will be dark.

"How to kill him." Zhang Hanmo asked.

"I told him to come over and kill him." The Thousand-Faced Ghost King said.

"Can he come?" Zhang Hanmo asked.

"What I said, I guess he won't dare not come." The Ghost King of Thousand Faces looked out the window.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Zhang Hanmo gave the phone to the Ghost King with a Thousand Faces.

"Come to me." The voice of the Thousand-Faced Ghost King was very kind, and it was so kind that it was a little gentle.

Huang Hao is not a fool, he knows what the Thousand-Faced Ghost King is looking for him.

"I'm sorry, boss, I have something on my side, it's inconvenient to go over, let's talk about it later." Huang Hao finished speaking and hung up the phone.

"Nima, dare to hang up on me. Qingfeng come with me. The Thousand-Faced Ghost King shouted.

"You're going to see him." Zhang Hanmo asked.

"Yes." The Thousand-Faced Ghost King's answer was very simple and crisp.

"How many people to bring." Zhang Hanmo was very worried.

"One is enough." The Ghost King with a Thousand Faces is full of confidence.

"You ......" Zhang Hanmo wanted to speak again and again, because he understood this man's temper, and the things he decided would not change.

Huang Hao put down the phone of the Thousand-Faced Ghost King, and scolded in the innermost, "Nima, Lao Tzu used to put up with you, but now Lao Tzu wants people, guns, and money, I'm afraid of you." ”

Thirty minutes later, just as Huang Hao was lying on the rocking chair dreaming, someone came to report and said, "The Ghost King with a Thousand Faces is here." ”

Huang Hao almost fell off the chair and asked, "How many people did you bring?" ”

"Alone." Said the subordinate.

"Arrange ten people, put the pistol on the silencer, and kill him if the conversation is not good, and I will take his territory." Huang Hao laughed.

I don't know who said it, God wants to kill a person, the first thing is to make him crazy. Huang Hao is going crazy today.

It's okay for a snake to swallow an elephant, but you have to think about whether you're going to choke to death, and you have to think about whether it's going to be indigestible.

If you eat it, it's better not to eat it if you don't digest it.

Huang Hao only cared about eating, and he had forgotten how much digestion he had.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost King walked in, followed by the man named Qingfeng, fiddling with a bed of rosary beads of indistinguishable material in his hand, shining and shining, it should have been some years.

His eyes were never straight to the old man, as if he were a shy girl.

Huang Hao had never seen this man beside the Thousand-Faced Ghost King, and he looked a little muna, standing behind the Thousand-Faced Ghost King stupidly.

"Big brother." Huang Hao smiled and handed a Supreme Nanjing to the Thousand-Faced Ghost King.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost King looked at Huang Hao, and did not take it, but took out a Chinese point from his pocket and said, "There are several riches in a person's life, if you are greedy, then you will not die well." ”

"Big brother, people's lives are the same, it just depends on whether you have the guts, I was born in poverty, and I couldn't eat enough when I was a child, so when I have something, I like to eat hard, eat to death, and I have already practiced it." Huang Hao didn't speak in a hurry, he didn't forget to light a supreme Nanjing and took a sip, spit out a long string of smoke, and said beautifully: "Life should be like this, supreme Nanjing, wine, beauty, do you say yes." ”

The Thousand-Faced Ghost King looked at Huang Hao with his eyes, looking at a pastel peony teacup that seemed to be fiddling with random with one of his hands.

I understand very well in my heart, I will break the cup and learn from Xiang Yuhongmen, but you have to have the ability of Xiang Yu, otherwise you won't know how to fucking die.

There were ten people hiding behind, and the M1911 in their hands was all equipped with silencers.

Huang Hao knew that his kung fu was not good, and he didn't want to suffer the hardships of that practice, so he put a lot of effort into the gun.

His own marksmanship can be regarded as an outstanding person, and this person under his command is a master of a hundred steps and no bullets.

Ten people, ten guns to deal with the two people of the Thousand-Faced Ghost King, these subordinates feel a bit of a fuss, after all, the era of cold weapons has passed, and the future is still the world of guns, and the Thousand-Faced Ghost King is obsessed with kung fu, which means that he will be eliminated by the times. Today may be the day of his death.

"How did the little overlord die?" The Thousand-Faced Ghost King finally got to the point.

"He was cut off by Qin Lang on an arm, and I think he may also be guilty, so he sent him away. I know that the relationship between the two of you is not ordinary, but when a person dies, he is dead, and there is still a long way to go, so the two of us should be more close. Huang Hao said shamelessly, not caring that the Thousand-Faced Ghost King had a murderous intent on his face.

"You occupy his territory, have you consulted with me?" The Thousand-Faced Ghost King asked.

"Big brother, I'll discuss something with you, besides, is it discussed, this is not your thing." Huang Hao laughed, laughing unscrupulously, and tears of laughter came out.

Just when Huang Hao's smile couldn't be controlled, he suddenly felt a cold neck, and a knife as thin as a cicada's wing was pressed against his throat.

Huang Hao was surprised, not believing that before he could see clearly, the Thousand-Faced Ghost King came over.

The cup in his hand fell, and when it was in mid-air, the Thousand-Faced Ghost King caught it with his foot.

At the same time, the rosary in Qingfeng's hand jumped instantly, and the screams were endless, and Huang Hao saw that a rosary was deeply embedded in the marble pillar. Twenty-centimeter pillars, almost throughout.