Chapter 213: Ninety-Eight and One, Uneducated is the Most Terrible
"Call Lao Tzu again, it's grandson, Lao Tzu and you are in a hurry!" Sun Hongurn said angrily, at the end, he first pushed Qi Baobao to the chair and sat down, and then sat down with a big grin.
"Hey, hey!" He was very obedient on the weekend, and after Sun Hong sat down, he said, "Okay, I don't call you grandson, I'll call you son instead, okay?" ”
Syllable!
Sun Hong slapped his face on the dining table, and he glared at the weekend with angry eyes: "You still don't talk about it?" ”
Syllable!
Another big slap on the dining table, but this time it was not Sun Hong, but the weekend when he had been smiling, and his slapping on the table was even more ferocious than Sun Hong.
While slapping the table, Weekend Teng got up from his chair, not on the floor, but with one foot on the chair he had just sat on and one foot on the table.
Such a stance is too arrogant and too domineering!
"You're holding a gun to my woman's head and trying to talk to me?"
The voice that said this on the weekend was so loud that it almost toppled the roof, which was undoubtedly better than the lion roar of the female bandit Qi Baobao.
Looking at the weekend with one foot standing on the dining table and almost half of his body in front of him, and then being roared by the super version of the lion roar on the weekend, Sun Hong's eardrum was drumming at the same time, and his body also subconsciously fell back to a certain extent, as if the weekend in front of him was a tiger roaring at him.
The kung fu of the word door on the weekend is almost deified, so he who was selling the murderer one second, he can be obedient the next second, and after a pause, he resumed his obviously cynical but honest smile: "Sun Hong, say it, what do you want to do?" ”
"......" Sun Hong feels that he is now an obedient old scalper, otherwise how can he be led by the nose on weekends all the time? Looking at the honest and honest smile on the weekend, Sun Hong wanted to get angry, but in the end he held back, and in the end, he said, "Boss Zhou, I guess you also know about the public auction of the Silver Dynasty building in the government tomorrow." ”
"And then?" Weekend reached out to take the cigarette that Ah Wei had lit, stared at Sun Hong with a very gentle expression, and motioned for him to continue.
Sun Hong threw out what he had said to the female bandit Qi Baobao before, and he said: "I hope that the Chai Dao League will not participate in tomorrow's auction!" ”
"Why?" On the weekend, he still talked to Sun Hong in the calmest tone, but his movements of stepping on the dining table with one foot and half of his body almost touching Sun Hong's face were really not gentle, like a strong man with a big waist and a round waist who ate Sun Hong, a big girl with small arms and legs.
"Why?" Sun Hong was slightly stunned.
"I'll tell you for you!" Weekend took over the conversation and said, "You Hongmen just think that you are one of the three major gangs in the underground of Cannes and a giant in the industry, while the Chai Dao League is a small household that has just risen and is an inconspicuous ant. ”
"Of course, Hongmen is very worried that the inconspicuous ant of the Chai Dao Alliance will grow bigger and bigger, and finally threaten your status as a giant in the Hongmen industry, isn't it?"
"As the saying goes, if the wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it! The speed at which our Chai Dao Alliance relies on the security business of the baby security company is rising too fast, and it is no wonder that your eyes are hot. ”
"But, Boss Sun, do you really think that I will give up the auction just because of your words? The Chai Dao League is certainly an ant in the eyes of the elephant in Hongmen, but ants can bite people to death even if they are small, although our Chai Dao League is a small family, it may not have the courage to fight with your Hongmen! ”
The weekend call was tepid, as if a voice reader mechanically translated text, but listening to Sun Hong's ears was tantamount to the most wonderful stage monologue.
"Huh!" Although Sun Hong was shocked by what he said on the weekend, it doesn't mean that he is timid because of it, just like what he said on the weekend, Hongmen is an elephant, and Chai Dao Meng is an ant, can an elephant be afraid of ants? With a faint smile, Sun Hong said, "Boy, maybe you are very courageous, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to climb from a small handyman in a small restaurant to this height in just a few months." But I have to make you aware that people have to learn to be content. Before that, you fought with Ma Yan, fought with Lu Shuaijie, and fought with many other small soldiers and generals, yes, you did win, but don't be content, don't be impetuous because you can fight with Hongmen, ants will never be able to eat elephants, not to mention, when my elephant was mixed with the underground of Kangcheng, you were still cultivating in your mother's womb. ”
After saying this, Sun Hong suddenly took back the pistol that had been on Qi Baobao's forehead, not because he was compassionate, but because he was proud: "Boss Zhou, since you can't talk, then see you at the auction tomorrow!" ”
While speaking, Sun Hong got up from the chair very unclenchly: "Brothers, let's go!" ”
Sun Hong's group of younger brothers listened to the boss's words, and they all made a posture to leave, of course, they were the younger brothers, so they naturally wanted Sun Hong, the boss, to walk in front, so everyone squeezed behind Sun Hong, just waiting for the boss to lead the way in front. Except for Mo Laodao and the others who had fainted from the fight just now, the other younger brothers all looked high, and the people in the Chai Dao League were like looking at shit, so angry that Ah Wei and the others scolded one by one.
Sun Hong said to go, without looking at the weekend who was still standing at the table, he got up and walked towards the door of the private room, as for the little brothers he brought, they naturally followed him one by one, and it was a bit of a female duck leading a group of newly hatched ducklings to forage in the river.
However, what Sun Hong didn't expect was that as soon as he walked out of the dining table, Ah Wei and more than a dozen brothers of the Chai Dao League stopped him with a domineering face, as for the big fat man, he stood at the door of the room with the chair that Qi Baobao used to smash Sun Hong before, his body was huge, and he stood at the door and directly blocked the door.
"Sun Hong, it's true that this is your territory, but I didn't let you go, can you go?" When I said this on the weekend, I stood on the table with my feet leisurely, as if I had been on a high platform at Ma Yan's house, with my hands in my trouser pockets, and the cigarette in my mouth was only a cigarette butt, which was about to be extinguished. When he said this, Zhou Zhou raised his eyebrows and looked at Sun Hong.
"I'm curious why you won't let me go!" Sun Hong smiled coldly, as soon as these words came out, there was a sound of knocking footsteps in the corridor outside the door, and listening to the sound, he knew that there were at least nearly a hundred people coming.
In an instant, countless people holding knives and steel rods poured out of the door of the private room, all of whom had a fierce look on their faces, especially the person who was the leader, with a big waist and a round waist, and his upper body was naked, revealing a body of muscles, as if those muscles were inlaid with steel plates, and the strong man had a very feminine ponytail, holding a common mountain machete in martial arts TV series, with a bright blade and a shining cold light.
If it weren't for the big fat man who was slightly older than him blocking the door, the people in the private room would have thought that the strong man had been smuggled from the Giant Country.
Hongmen Elder Tang Meng!
"Boss, do you need to slaughter that little bastard?" Because Sun Hong did not give an order, Tang Meng and nearly a hundred brothers stood in the corridor outside the private room and did not break in, when he said this, the mountain knife in his hand pointed at Zhou Zhou who was standing on the table in the private room, with a look of disdain and arrogance.
Little mongrel?
I really don't like this title on the weekend, so when I met Tang Meng at first sight, a trace of cold flashed in his eyes, but the next second, the cold color in his eyes was replaced by gentleness, and then he didn't look at Tang Meng, and then looked at Sun Hong, who was proud, smiled coldly, and said, "Boss Sun, you don't think that this uneducated fool can save you, right?" Scolding people is not like him, I don't use the vulgar word 'mongrel' since I was five years old, I should scold 'ninety-eight and one', so that it is high-end and high-grade! ”
"Ninety-eight and one?" Sun Hong and Tang Meng outside the door asked rhetorically at the same time.
Zhou Zhou showed a sly smile and said: "It turns out that you two are stupid comparisons, let Lao Tzu help you popularize science, the word 'miscellaneous', the top is the word 'nine', the bottom is the word 'ten' plus a skimming of 'eight', the word 'species' is the word 'and' plus the '1' in Arabic numerals, isn't it 'ninety-eight and one' when connected together?" Alas, it's terrible to be uneducated! ”
"I'm ......" Tang Meng listened to the weekend's words, and immediately reacted, and opened his mouth to scold.
"Silly Bi!" The speed of talking on the weekend was obviously much faster, not only the last to come, but also more imposing, because at the same time as he was rude, a silver-gray pistol suddenly appeared in his hand, and the eye of the gun was pointed at Tang Meng, who was standing at the door, "You try to spray feces again!" ”
"......" Although Tang Meng was holding a machete in his hand, he was pointed at by the weekend, and he was standing at the dining table on the weekend, and the condescending momentum was like the arrival of the emperor, and Tang Men hurriedly swallowed the dirty words back into his stomach.
The weekend light gun action comes too fast, but the trigger pull action is even faster!
Boom!
A bullet suddenly shot out of the silver-gray pistol, and the big fat man standing in front of Tang Meng was so frightened that he hurriedly hugged his head and squatted down, and in the next second, Tang Meng, who was standing outside the door and looked like a door god, had a little red flowing from his eyebrows, because he couldn't stand the impact of the bullet, the whole person flew upside down, knocking the little brothers behind him into chaos.
When he was dying, he couldn't even scream!
After the gunshots, the originally noisy private room suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and everyone in the room, regardless of gang, even Qi Baobao was stunned.
In this era, murder is a crime, everyone understands this truth, and the weekend doesn't seem to know this truth, so he openly shoots and kills Tang Meng with one shot!
Everyone was horrified, so frightened that they couldn't speak, countless pairs of eyes fell on the silver-gray pistol in the hands of the weekend, and everyone roared in their hearts, madman, this is a madman who doesn't want to die!
Qi Baobao was standing at the table behind Zhou Zhou, she could only see Zhou Zhou's back standing at the table, but she really saw the scene of Tang Mengmei's gun in her heart, the female bandit covered her mouth and nose hard, first, she was afraid of smelling human blood, and second, she was afraid that she would not be able to bear the psychological pressure and scream.
"Murdered...... Weekend...... You killed someone...... How can you kill someone...... How can you kill someone with a gun in full view of everyone...... Accompany that bastard to death...... Is it worth it...... What am I going to do if you die......"
Qi Baobao roared hard in her heart, but she covered her mouth to prevent herself from making a sound.
After a long time, Sun Hong finally reacted from his shock, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Weekend, and at this time, the silver-gray pistol in Weekend's hand was already aimed at his head.
Sun Hong admitted that he had mixed up with the black for most of his life and had killed countless people, but it was all in secret, not in broad daylight and in full view, and this move on the weekend was undoubtedly the act of a madman.
A madman, who is not afraid?
Sun Hong was afraid of death, and he was afraid that he would also be shot dead on the weekend.
Therefore, with a plop, Sun Hong suddenly fell to his knees after regaining his senses: "Don't ...... Don't kill me...... Kill...... Murder is a crime ......"