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Seventeen fierce Vietnamese. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This is almost the elite of the Vietnamese gang, and the one at the front is five short, dark-skinned, a pair of small eyes are bright, and the age is about fifty years old.

In New York's Chinatown, there is a gangster known for its fierceness - the Vietnamese gang.

The members of the Vietnamese gang are mainly former South Vietnamese soldiers, and they are all agile. They were all dressed in black clothes and black pants, with dark skin and short stature, and they fought fiercely.

The Vietnamese Gang is a rising gang in Chinatown, which was previously controlled by the Hua Qing Gang, and since the Vietnamese Gang broke in, it has broken the situation of the Hua Qing Gang dominating the world. They went around picking and fighting for turf, and their fame quickly rose. The Huaqing gangs in Chinatown have fought with them and know how powerful they are.

The most striking feature of the Vietnamese gang during the robbery is that they are not good in Chinese and English, so they are both Chinese and English. All the person has to hear is: "Everybody, get down!" ", I knew that it was the Vietnamese gang who came to rob

And the spiritual figure in the Vietnamese gang is Li Xingqiang, known as Brother Qiang.

It is said that Brother Qiang fought in Chinatown in his early years and included all the Vietnamese under his command, but recently, it has been rumored that Brother Qiang has rarely taken care of things, and in fact, he has become the spiritual leader of the Vietnamese.

As soon as Brother Qiang walked in, Kara stood up and nodded and retreated, obviously, he didn't want to get involved in the struggle of this Asian gang, for them, neither the Asian Big Circle Gang nor the Vietnamese Gang wanted to provoke, these gangs may not be as rich as the mafia, but the personnel flow of these gangs is larger, more cruel, and even more desperate, which is incomparable with Western gang organizations.

As Carla walked out of the conference room, there was a moment of silence in the room.

Brother Qiang's hair was a little gray, and his eyes were always fixed on a short-haired young man sitting in the first seat opposite, this young man was casually playing with a silver pistol, the pistol was constantly changing in his life, sometimes disassembled, suitable for combination, and on the conference table, there were some irregular golden bullets......

Almost the first time he came in, Brother Qiang put all his energy on this short-haired young man, this young man's hands were extremely dexterous, and the pistol kept beating in his hands as if it were alive, which gave him a huge mental pressure.

Brother Qiang suddenly regretted that he should not have attended this meeting, it seemed that things were not as simple as he imagined.

Of course, Brother Qiang is just thinking about it, even if he just knows that there is danger, he will come, because he is the spiritual leader of the Vietnam Gang, and now, there is an internal split in the Vietnam Gang, as a boss, what he is worried about is not external forces, but internal contradictions.

And just when Brother Qiang was paying attention to Zhang Yang, several strong men looked at Ruan Wenwu with angry faces, and a few of them looked even more impatient.

"Brother Qiang, I'm Wenwu, remember me!" The first to speak was Nguyen Van Vu.

"Of course I remember, you are Akayama's nephew, and this incident ......"

"Brother Qiang!" Ruan Wenwu stood up and interrupted Brother Qiang's words and said: "Brother Qiang, I respect your old man, and I also know that it was you who led everyone to take root in San Francisco and lay down the country, but I have to say that the current Vietnamese gang is not as united as before, and they are just seizing the time to seek their own personal interests. ”

Nguyen Van Vu's gaze roamed around like a blade, and when some Vietnamese met his gaze, they couldn't help but bow their heads and avoid it, obviously, Nguyen Van Vu was talking about their weakness.

"Wenwu, I also know some things, but I can't completely blame the brothers for many things, you also know your uncle's temper, although many brothers have been favored by him, but who hasn't suffered because of his stinky temper?"

"Yes, yes, everyone knows your uncle's stinky temper......"

“……”

From Brother Qiang's words and the echo of some people, I immediately heard that Ruan Chishan may have a strange and rigid surname, and he offended a lot of people in the Vietnamese gang, so he fell into trouble when he was in trouble.

"I don't care, in short, my uncle is dead, I want to take back everything that belongs to my uncle, after getting what I should get, everyone will not get along with each other in the future, the well water will not interfere with the river water, if I take what I should get, someone will stop me, it's a big deal that I don't want this life......"

"Peng!" With a bang, Ruan Wenwu's military thorn slammed into the conference table, and a pair of eyes were fierce.

"Xiao Wu, your uncle was not killed by us, it's our business, what should we do if you kill our boss?" A young man with a thick figure and a fierce look in his eyes seemed to be not afraid of Ruan Wenwu, and suddenly stood up and shouted.

"Xiaoqiang, although my uncle is dead, I can't take your turn to bully, don't tell me that my girl was not beaten by you, right?" Ruan Wenwu sneered.

"What if we fight? You violated the gang rules by taking our women into someone else's sphere of influence to do business, are we still being polite to you? ”

"Xiaoqiang, if I don't take the woman away, will I bring it to the Vietnam Gang, in the Vietnam Gang, do I still have a foothold for Ruan Wenwu?"

"......" Xiaoqiang opened his mouth and didn't speak, obviously, he was a guy who was not good at words.

"I tell you, in the future, the women I bring will be mine, I will not give you one, whoever is not satisfied will come to me directly." Ruan Wenwu said with a cruel smile.

"Damn, kill our boss, you still dare to be arrogant......"

Suddenly, the young man named Xiaoqiang suddenly took out a pistol from under his shirt. And almost at the same time, the other four people also pulled out their guns at the same time.

Impressively!

It's just between the lightning and the flint......

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

……

Zhang Yang shot without warning, five shots! After five gunshots, a series of falling sounds, including the fierce and fierce Xiaoqiang, fell to the ground, there was a bullet hole in their heart, and even they didn't even scream, which shows how accurate the bullet is.

The conference room suddenly fell into an eerie silence, and everyone's muscles tensed, but no one dared to move, including Brother Qiang.

Brother Qiang's eyes were fixed on the young man above the chief, and at this time, the young man was gently blowing the light smoke on the muzzle of the gun with his mouth, as if he had done something insignificant, looking lazy and lazy......

The pressure did not appear to be relaxed by the flamboyant laziness, and the air was filled with a feeling of palpitations.

In fact, Zhang Yang had already disassembled the pistol and placed it on the conference table, and the spare parts of the gun were scattered on the table.

Looking at that pile of spare parts, no one dared to take it lightly, because, before Zhang Yang's shooting just now, that pistol was also spare parts......

This is a master of playing with guns, and no one knows how far this master has reached, because even some legendary characters who are powerful with guns can't reach that speed beyond people's imagination.

"I almost forgot to tell everyone that I hate guns, so, when I see someone pulling out a gun in front of me, I will have an uncontrollable shooting**, hehe, you don't have to look at me, continue, continue to be, negotiate, you have to negotiate......"

Looking at Zhang Yang's smile full of affinity, everyone felt a chill down their backs, this young man was like a devil, killing people between talking and laughing, as if it was not five lives lying on the ground.

Brother Qiang controls the beating of his heart, he is also a character who rolls at the tip of the knife, and naturally feels a look of indifference hidden between Zhang Yang's smile, this is a disregard for life, a person with this kind of eyes, the number of people killed must not be counted in ten digits......

After World War II, someone has studied the psychology and eyes of some snipers, a qualified sniper will have a kind of indifference to life, often, the eyes of a sniper who has hunted hundreds of people are very terrible, and the mental power produced makes ordinary people unable to look at each other at all.

Now, the short-haired young man opposite gives Brother Qiang this feeling.

Who is he?

Brother Qiang racked his brains and thought, but, there were no clues, he didn't understand it, he didn't know anything about such a good gunner, if he had known that there was such a super gunner here, he would definitely not risk himself......

It's a pity that it's too late, and the snipers he ambushed outside can't be effective at all, of course, Brother Qiang's arrangement of ambushes outside is mainly to prevent Kara from taking the leader of their Vietnamese gang to the end, not to deal with small people like Su Dafeng and Nguyen Van Vu.

Now, Ruan Wenwu and Su Dafeng are no longer small people, because, beside him, there is a super gunman, and this mysterious gunman is full of a demonic power between his gestures.

"Wenwu, what do you want, since everyone is here today, put everything on the table and make it clear."

Brother Qiang took a deep breath and threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind, there was no choice today, and the only way was to calm down Ruan Wenwu later.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, we don't mean to get along with everyone, Wenwu just wants to get back what belongs to him, in fact, everyone is seeking money, the United States is full of gold, no one can make it all, we don't need to fight in the nest to let Kara's old fox see the joke......" Su Dafeng stood up and said.

"Go on!" Brother Qiang and a group of Vietnamese both nodded, Su Dafeng's words went to their hearts, indeed, the infighting of a gang is a joke for others.

"Our requirements are not high, the boss of the entertainment city used to be the brother of Uncle Wenwu, he did something sorry for Uncle Wenwu, and now, he is dead, I think, the person who was killed just now should also be his right-hand man, so everyone should have no opinion on the transfer of the entertainment city to the name of Wenwu, right?"

"This ......"

Brother Qiang opened his mouth and hesitated for a moment without speaking, although he is the boss, he is only a spiritual leader, and he has no actual rights to this major distribution of benefits.

Immediately, not only Brother Qiang hesitated, but everyone else whispered, after all, what is involved now is a piece of land, a land that is said to be making money, and many bosses will not be able to own a real property in the United States in their lifetime, not to mention a large entertainment city, and there are many people who covet it, and everyone wants to get something for nothing.

"Click!"

The sound of metal grinding interrupted some of the whispers, and the room immediately fell into a throbbing silence again.

I saw the short-haired young man assembling the pistol on the table with a focused face, and his movements were extremely slow, of course, this slow movement seemed to be full of magic, which made people feel breathless......

(To be continued)