As soon as Zhou Dabeard appeared, he shocked everyone present except for Su Liu, who was drinking.

Tu Dapeng put away the knife, and even the anger on his face was restrained, and he politely hugged his fists and said hello: "Boss Zhou is also happy, but tonight there are twelve Feipeng to help me do things, can I ask Boss Zhou to move, all the flowers are recorded on my Tucheng head." ”

He said hello, and the rest of the altar owners also collected their murderous aura and greeted them kindly.

The murderous aura can be released and collected, and Su Liu discovered the horror of these people.

Boss Gao also turned into the beautiful woman with a sweet and bright smile, she smiled coquettishly: "Yo, what kind of wind blew Boss Zhou, the king of Hankou guns, Brother Zhou, if you want to be happy, you must also inform the little sister first, and the little sister will definitely entertain you well." ”

In front of Zhou's beard, she spoke delicately and softly, not like the happy Lin boss who had just killed decisively and had a deep heart.

"No need."

Zhou Dabeard's shot, only afraid of a thousand catties of huge force, a shot flew the door, the thick carved lacquered wooden door was invaded by the strength of his gun, smashed, blown into small pieces of wood, scattered and flying.

It was really a little cold, and he swallowed the dragon and tiger, and directly shocked the Feipeng Gang.

The scene was silent.

Su Liu sat on the beam, stared at the wine jug in his hand, and smiled faintly.

The gun is the king of a hundred soldiers, what kind of momentum is the king?

Wang can subdue people, it is the feeling of oppression that squeezes you and you can't breathe.

Zhou's beard is a good illustration of this.

Looking at the thick and heavy beard of Zhou, Su Liu remembered the picture in his impression, when the Song Dynasty was a high-ranking general at the end of the Song Dynasty, with a wrist-thick chiseled golden tiger head gun in his hand, he even picked eleven iron sliding chariots of no less than 1,000 catties of golden vultures, I don't know if this fierce general Zhou Dabeard has this strength.

Before World War I. The first enemy is uncertain and scares you out.

Tu Cheng is not a stupid person, he looked at the situation, and he already knew that Zhou Dabeard was only afraid that the person who came was not good.

He waved his hand and said slowly; "The forces of our Twelve Feipeng Gang and the Hankou Gun King have always been well water and not river water. There is no need to fight to the death today. ”

Zhou Dabeard looked at him with his men, his eyes colder than ice.

Tu Cheng's eyes flickered, and he began to slap the table and laugh: "Come on, please drink the Gun King!" ”

"Yes!"

Immediately, someone climbed into the hall through a window and landed on the ground.

"My name is Wang Erdu, and Boss Tu wants me to invite you to drink."

The man who spoke was a little stupid, he carried a jar of wine, and walked towards Zhou's beard with some staggering.

He looks like a fool~. He is not stupid at all.

When Wang Er stayed three steps in front of Zhou's beard, he made an instant move.

He had an extra noose in his hand and put it around Zhou's bearded neck, and his movements were agile and fast, even faster than a leopard pounced!

Zhou Dabeard sneered, and raised his gun.

Don't forget that this golden gun is a foot away, and he doesn't have the slightest trick at all. stabbed Wang Erdun in pair, and then raised his arms. Pick him up in the air!

Wang Er was still hunched over when he died, and it looked like a prawn had been skewered!

The golden tip of the spear under the light, mixed with the red of blood, is a little demonic~ glamorous.

"You told him to die?"

Su Liu seemed a little surprised and asked.

A cruel and smug smile appeared on Tu Cheng's face and said, "Now you should know that the people of the Twelve Feipeng Gang are not afraid of death!" You'd better come back to Flying Castle with me. Otherwise, I don't know who lives and who dies here. ”

"It's true that he's not afraid of death, this person is on the rivers and lakes, at least he is a first-class killer."

Zhou Dabeard said seriously, and his right hand shook. Wang Erdu's body had already flown out and happened to fall at the foot of Tucheng.

Zhou Dabeard's face was splashed with blood, and there was some blood on his beard, but his voice was calm and a little appreciative.

It doesn't look like he's just killed someone.

The four altar masters of the Twelve Feipeng Gang began to laugh heartily, a fierce general died under their command, and they could still laugh, Su Liu was a little surprised, it seems that this is really a group of crazy people.

Tu Chengsen said coldly: "If Boss Zhou can still afford the Twelve Feipeng Gang, just sit down and drink together, we are still friends, you really don't need to stand up for Gongzi Yu, otherwise, you will definitely pay the price." ”

Zhou Dabeard grinned, his beard was very black and thick, but his teeth were very white when he laughed, and a few words burst out between the white flowers' teeth: "What if I have to come out?" ”

Tu Cheng just sneered, but before he moved, another person jumped in from the window, also wearing the uniform clothes of the Feipeng Gang, as soon as this person jumped in, he knelt down and spoke: "Newspaper Altar Master, the main road of the Happy Forest has been cleared, and this bearded man outside the door has brought fifty-nine people!"

Xiao Yinpeng sneered and asked, "How many people are from the Twelve Feipeng Gang?" ”

The gang excitedly said: "There are exactly one hundred and ninety-seven, one Wang and two are dead, and there are one hundred and ninety-six." ”

Luo Jinpeng suddenly laughed: "Have you made a mistake?" Can you be sure that there are 196 people, all of whom are the elite of our Twelve Feipeng Gang? ”

The man also smiled proudly: "The subordinates are absolutely not wrong, and if you make a mistake, the subordinate will immediately cut himself." One hundred and ninety-six people, no more than one and no less one, and it takes the consent of the altar owner to keep a fly flying out! ”

What he means is, which is more than one hundred and ninety-six or fifty-nine?

"Good!"

Tu Cheng let out a long breath and sighed, "Good brother, you will never be wrong. It's just that the old man of Wanpeng Wang told me to invite Gongzi Yu back no matter what, and I have to be more patient in doing things, I really endure it! ”

Boss Gao's face also changed, and she said, "Tu Dapeng, you can't help but take me too seriously?" ”

"Huh?"

Tu Cheng sneered: "You take the money from the Sun Mansion, but you want to borrow my knife to kill Gongzi Yu, don't you think too well?" ”

Boss Gao's face turned pale, and she only hated that a few core figures in her killer group were not around.

"Why don't you stand aside?"

Boss Gao shook his body for a moment and did not speak.

It seemed that Tu Cheng had mastered the situation in the field, and he also asked Zhou Dabeard: "You also have to eat and drink, you should know that none of the men of the Twelve Feipeng Gang are afraid of death!" ”

If you don't eat the toast, I'll give you a penalty drink.

It means that if you go against me, lose my face, and refuse to give in, I will move you, this is the iron law on the rivers and lakes.

Isn't face, with just two words, tirelessly pursued by those big people in high positions?

Zhou Dabeard miraculously did not speak, but looked at Su Liu, who was floating lightly in the crowd, as if he was asking for his opinion with his eyes.

Suliu stood in the middle of the crowd and nodded at him.

At this time, Yuan Nupeng instantly took out the knife.

There is a word "angry" in his name, others know how terrible it must be for him to be angry, he once got angry, and killed more than a dozen gang masters who opposed the Feipeng Gang with a single knife, and the anger has not subsided, and he killed their family members cleanly.

He has a principle: whoever provokes me to anger will die! There is only one exception for Wanpeng Wang.

Yuan Nupeng thought that he had done the right thing, because even if the King of Wanpeng was here today, he would definitely encourage him to do so.

Suddenly press the knife, draw the knife, swing the knife, probe and step forward, all in one go.

Yuan Nupeng definitely didn't waste any more strength.

Swear to kill Zhou's beard! (To be continued......)