Late at night, the brightly lit manor, although it covers an area of only 100 acres, is home to more than 1,000 people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because this is the residence of the new head of the stick party, Park Zizai, and it can be regarded as a headquarters in general.

But this time of the year was already a quiet manor, but tonight there was no intention of quieting down, and there was a violent roar in the hall.

A feminine-looking man in his thirties was holding a vase and smashing it down there, and the sound of the shattering sound silenced the rest of the people in the hall, and no one dared to speak, and no one went up to touch Pu Zizi's brow at this time.

Because I received the news 20 minutes ago that the Dongjia Club, the most profitable industry of the Stick Party, disappeared in the sea of fire, and more than 70 guards were killed, and the most worrying thing for Park Zizi was that there were still more than $100 million worth of things and cash in the safe for the past four days, which was the biggest loss.

smashed a vase, and Pu Zizai, who regarded wealth as his life, said angrily: "Can anyone tell me who did it?" ”

A middle-aged man who looked like a military advisor stepped forward: "Could it be Chutian?" ”

Sun Yuanke, a distant ghost, hated the battle, and the lonely branch hated Mo

"Chutian?" Pu Zizai was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head: "Impossible, according to my information, Chu Tian is now lying in the Hospital of the Virgin Mary, and he is closely guarded by people around the clock, and he is still in the operating room and has not come out, will he still be out of his body to take revenge in a coma?" ”

The military advisor smiled bitterly: "It's not Chutian, who could it be?" ”

Park Zizai couldn't find anyone who had a reason to attack the stick party, and was about to speak, when a stick party member ran in from outside, looking anxious: "Boss, the news just now came that the brothers who pursued the gang of murderers have been killed, and there are more than 20 fires in our stick party industry in the city. ”

Park Zizi tugged at his heart: "How much is the loss?" ”

The person who reciprocates hesitates, not knowing how to answer.

Park Zizai kicked him to the ground with a kick: "I asked you how much money you lost?" ”

The man was in pain, but he didn't dare to hesitate any longer: "With the Dongjia Club, the loss is as high as 400 million US dollars!" ”

"Bastard!" Park Zizai scolded angrily, the loss of 400 million US dollars, that is real money, and said angrily: "Kill me, you must leave those bastards for me, I will crush them to ashes!" ”

Sun is not far away, and he is not alone, and he fights alone

Sun Buyuan was not far from the end of the battle Yuk artillery took out a bomb and threw it out on the way to run, and the gate was blown open with a bang, which also shook the night sky, and the members of the stick party in the manor also reacted, and the sound of enemy attacks was constantly intertwined in the sky above the manor.

After the enemy's hatred and hatred, the Yangyang ball feather

The person who reported stood up: "No one! ”

Pu Zizai's eyes widened angrily, and he hurriedly said: "There are more than 20 fires, and all the hall masters are worried that their industries will be attacked, so they all send people to guard them, and the extra people are also dealing with the hands and tails of more than 20 places, and there are only more than 200 brothers who catch up, we can't play it!" ”

Park Zizai slapped him in the face and scolded: "Bastard, you actually told me that there was no one in the stick party of tens of thousands of people, what about teasing me?" ”

The people who reported were miserable, there were tens of thousands of people in the stick party, but they were scattered to various cities plus the people who stayed in the industry, and there were not many people who could be mobilized in Seoul, plus now more than 20 places have been burned down and need to be dealt with, and there is really no one left.

Seeing Pu Zizai's angry appearance, the military advisor had the intention of killing the person who reported it, and said: "Mr. Park, just let the brother who catches up do something, and you can call the official to cooperate with martial law, as long as we don't let that group of bandits run away, we can use our manpower to kill them." ”

"No way!" Park Zizai roared angrily: "The longer the time drags on, the bigger the accident will be, what if they run away when the time comes?" Give me an order, at least 50 people from each hall will go after me, and Lao Tzu will also send 500 people, and I must leave all those bastards for me. ”

"That's 400 million dollars, that's Lao Tzu's hard-earned money!"

Sun Yuanke is not cool, and the school is in a technical battle

"Let them eat!" Park Zizai scolded, his eyes full of anger: "I sent them a few phone calls and said that they couldn't use people at will, saying that this was the reason why I attacked and killed Chutian, and it didn't endanger the people at all, and they didn't interfere now, so they knew that a group of bastards who took money and didn't do anything." ”

After a pause, he added: "It's even more hateful than Chutian, arrange it for me, I want to regain my dignity!" ”

In the face of Pu Zizai, who had lost his mind to the point of losing his mind, who dared to offend, the military advisor turned his head and asked people to hurry up and arrange, and waited until the hall was a little quieter before he spoke: "Mr. Park, who promised you what benefits you could send six hundred elites to Huaguo to kill Chutian?" ”

"Now that we've been attacked, they can't help, is it worth it?"

Pu Zizi narrowed his eyes and slammed his fist on the table: "Yin Tiange, the head of the Yin family, originally thought that things were going well, and he really almost killed Chu Tian in the end, but who knew that such a thing would happen?" ”

waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not easy to provoke, when I get rid of this group of bandits, I'll find Yin Tiange to explain." Infallible! As a result, it was lost again and again! ”

Soon, five hundred members of the Stick Party stationed around the manor were dispatched to support the people chasing them, and the manor, which had originally been more than 1,000 people, was left with less than 700 people in an instant, which seemed much more sparse.

In the dark woods not far away, a pair of eyes lit up slightly, and Nie Wuming stood there, his strong and huge body giving people an explosive visual impact.

In between two minutes, he gently raised a hand and made a gesture, and in the darkness behind him, a hundred bloodthirsty eyes lit up.

This time to take revenge on the stick party, in addition to the four brothers with the earth cannon, Nie Wuming also transferred two hundred elites from the Great Circle, if you don't fight, you won't fight, according to what Chu Tian said, if you want to fight, you will fight for ten years of peace.

"Brother Nie, this manor is so good, what a pity it was destroyed?" The dumbhammer was on the side, and the manor under the curtain was brilliant and magnificent, and he said reluctantly.

The artillery slapped the dumbhammer on the head and scolded: "What a ball, no matter how good it is, it's also a stick thing, this is our enemy, treat the enemy with the autumn wind to sweep away the leaves, kill all their people, rob them of their money, burn their houses, play with their women... No, sell out their women! ”

The dumbhammer nodded thoughtfully: "You're right, wait and grab all the women and throw them to Africa!" ”

Nie Wuming listened to the bickering of the two generals with a calm gaze, and said lightly: "Miss Tang has only one instruction tonight, the chicken and dog will not be left, once the young marshal said that if you can't contact him, then do everything according to the instructions of Miss Tang and Shen Bing'er, so women, too, will die!" ”

The knot is not the enemy, the enemy hates the cold ghost

The corners of the cannons and dumbhammer's mouths twitched, and the former spoke: "The young marshal is merciful, and his women are more iron-blooded than the other!" ”

"Let's act!" Two minutes had arrived, and Nie Wuming spoke lightly.

Suddenly, the artillery and dumb hammers that were still fighting dissipated the initial casualness, and the whole temperament changed, and the submachine gun was taken off the back, and the hundred elites of the Great Circle Hall lying on their backs also stood up, their eyes bloodthirsty.

With a slight wave of his hand, the artillery and the dumb hammer rushed out with a hundred large circle of elites, neatly aligned, without making a single superfluous sound.

The artillery took out a bomb and threw it out during the run, and the gate was blown open with a bang, which also shook the night sky, and the members of the stick party in the manor also reacted, and the sound of enemy attacks continued to intertwine over the manor.

Pu Zizai, who was still waiting for the news, was slightly stunned, and his face was gloomy when he heard the gunshot: "This group of bastards dares to come here to attack!" ”

picked up the phone next to him and dialed a number, and shouted: "Director Cui, I warn you for the last time, Lao Tzu's manor is under attack, if you don't send me someone to support, I will blow up all your affairs!" ”

Hung up the phone with a snap, and Park Zizai yelled: "Go, take out the hidden gun, block it for half an hour, and the support will come, and the people who go out let them continue to go and kill the bastard who burned my money." ”

The military advisor shook his head lightly, and silently went down to arrange, Park Zizai mixed with the underworld is simply a shame for the underworld, people attack people to mobilize their own manpower to support, but Pu Zizai is looking for official support, it is too embarrassing.

I don't know what the above thought at the beginning, but asking Park Zizai to come as a spokesperson is simply a loss of face in South Korea!

The gunfire outside rang out fiercely, and Pu Zizi was a little restless, and when the military division returned, the gunfire outside was a little weaker, and it was obvious that some of the people of the stick party were also equipped with firearms.

But Pu Zizai didn't relax because of this, and frowned: "Strategist, go and pull those two hundred people out for me to block this group of bandits, how many bullets do I have." ”

The military advisor's face changed: "No, that's the fundamental strength cultivated by the stick party with a lot of money." ”

Pu Zizi stood up and pointed to his nose: "Lao Tzu, the boss is going to die, what are they going to do alive, hurry up, the enemy's firepower is too fierce." ”

"Damn, where is this still a gangster, it's a terrorist!"