Half an hour later, Brother Long led people away.

Seeing the back of him leaving, Lin Yao always had a smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously in a good mood.

"Brother Yao, he agreed to six million, you said he wouldn't regret it, right?"

Standing behind Lin Yao with his left hand, he asked meaningfully.

Lin Yao glanced at his left hand and said indifferently: "If you don't do anything after taking my money, he can't handle it, I'll do it." ”

As soon as he heard this, his left hand laughed directly.

Through today's events, he doesn't see that Brother Long looks like a real hero, and he doesn't dare to be half-hearted.

"Bull Terrier, huh, get him as soon as possible, no problem, right?"

Lin Yao's tone was indifferent, as if he was talking about cats and dogs.

"No problem, I'll be him in three days."

After changing from a crow to a left-handed, Yi Tianxing was very interested in fighting and killing.

It's just that the rivers and lakes are not just fighting and killing, it is not enough to fight bravely and ruthlessly.

Lin Yao glanced at his left hand, which was glowing with coldness in his eyes, and felt that he would be a very qualified candidate for the captain of the action team, but he was not suitable for sitting on one side.

Speaking of which, there are not many handsome talents under him.

Liu Hua counts one, and Chen Yongren counts half.

Chen Yongren is an undercover agent after all, and Lin Yao doesn't dare to use it if he is useful, so he has to beware of him.

Needless to say, stupid and strong.

"Go do something, I'll go back."

Lin Yao straightened his collar and prepared to leave.

"Brother Yao, I'll send you."

The left hand kept sending him to the door, and did not return until Lin Yao got in the car and left.

Two days later...

As a red stick in Shuntian, the bull terrier is middle-aged and complacent.

Seeing that Brother Long is about to retire, as the heir in the company, the bull terrier walks with the wind.

Who doesn't know that he Brother Niu will immediately be the leader of Shuntian, and as soon as Brother Long retreats, he will immediately become one of the most powerful people in Mong Kok.

"Brother Niu, there are just a few Vietnamese girls in Dachidi Bathing City, I heard that they are only fifteen or sixteen years old, should we go over and have a look?"

The bull terrier has no other hobbies, and loves the flower season girl, and I don't know how many flower bones have been harmed.

is the so-called: The king of Chu has a thin waist, and there are many people who die of hunger in the palace.

The boss is like this, of course, the younger brothers do what they like, all kinds of entertainment venues in Mong Kok, only there are new flower girls, and they must be the first to report to the bull terrier.

"Go, how can you not go!"

The bull terrier is sturdy, one meter and nine meters tall, with a yak tattooed on his body, and a nose ring on his nose, which is enough to play the bull demon king in Journey to the West.

"Brother Niu is willing to cheer, the big pond is full of flowers, and when you finish eating meat, the brothers can also drink soup!"

The three younger brothers laughed, they were all followers of the bull terrier, and they were both prosperous and lossless with the boss.

Shirtless, wearing sunglasses, the bull terrier went to the big pool under the support of the younger brother.

Tai Chi Tei is on North Point Street, not on Shun Tien territory.

But the Bull Terrier is fearless, and fights between thugs are common, but generally they don't involve it.

Especially between the boss and the eldest brother, they will not clash easily, and they will give each other a face, otherwise they don't have to mix up every day.

"Big brother, look..."

Walking to the intersection of North Point Street, a younger brother grabbed the bull terrier.

The Bull Terrier looked up and saw seven or eight thugs sitting on the side of the street eating ice cream, and they didn't seem to know which way.

"What are you afraid of, I'm a red stick, and seven or eight people are like slashing me?"

Although Suncheon is a small community, with only two or three hundred people, it is not easy to be a red stick.

The bull terrier followed Brother Long when he was a teenager, and he was born and died for Shuntian, and I don't know how many people he has cut down to this day.

Waiting for seven or eight people, in the case of their own helpers, the bull terrier doesn't care at all.

"Let's go!"

The Bull Terrier took the lead, followed by three younger brothers.

The four of them walked in front of the gangsters who were squatting on the side of the road eating ice cream, and the bull terrier didn't look at them at all, and his heart was full of disdain: "Pretend, the gangsters like to gather on the street, and those who have money have already gone to the city to wash their feet." ”

Just as he was thinking about it, the Bull Terrier suddenly noticed a group of people walking in front of him.

There weren't many people, only five.

The one who was the leader wore a black glove on his right hand, and with his left hand, he climbed over the railing and blocked the front, and one hand also touched his back.

"Made!"

Just looking at the movements of a few people, the bull terrier knew that he was really being targeted.

Looking back, sure enough, the thugs who were squatting on the side of the road eating ice cream also drew their blades from the ice cream shop.

"Brother Niu!"

The three horses guarded the bull terrier in the center, looked at the front, then at the back, and muttered, "Thirteen people! ”

There were only four of them, and there were thirteen of them.

Moreover, they came out to play, and no one brought any guys, and the whole heart hung in the air.

"Friend, is there any misunderstanding, I'm a bull terrier in Shuntian, what do you have to say..."

Before the bull terrier finished speaking, he saw a young man wearing a black glove on his right hand, and the oncoming young man raised his machete, the tip of the knife pointed at himself and others, and said loudly: "Kill them!" ”

"Damn!"

If you don't finish your words, you will directly hack them to death, and the bull terrier will know that it is difficult to be good at a glance.

Run?

How to run?

Five in the front and eight in the back, each holding a machete.

rushed up like this, and was not dismembered by a knife?

"Looking for a guy!"

The bull terrier is worthy of being born with a red stick, and he is not afraid of danger and looks for weapons as soon as possible.

It just so happens that there is a cold drink shop next to it, and there is no guy who is too handy, and the folding stool can definitely be used by everyone.

"Brother Niu, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a newly pregnant daughter-in-law, I don't play anymore!"

Glancing at the folding stool in his hand, and then at the knife hand that was slowly approaching, a little brother threw away the folding stool and ran away.

"Big brother, it's none of my business, I'm not very familiar with the bull terrier, I came to North Point Street to drink tea, you can talk about it yourself!"

The younger brother raised his hand and ran out as he spoke.

The young man wearing black gloves saw it, pressed down with the watermelon knife, and smiled at the bull terrier: "I'll find a bull terrier today, go away with irrelevant people, don't be a ghost under the knife!" ”

The first little brother who ran away, no one stopped him at all, and quickly disappeared into the street.

The remaining two younger brothers looked at it, and one by one they couldn't bear it, and hurriedly said: "No matter what we do, we don't want to join the Black Society, go back and study hard, and take the medical school entrance exam next year to save lives!" ”

The two younger brothers also put down the folding stool and fled, and soon only one bull terrier remained.

The bull terrier's face was gloomy, he looked down at the folding stool in his hand, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I came out to mix, and sure enough, there was no one who was angry, and when it came to life and death, I didn't even want the eldest brother!" ”

The glove man was noncommittal to the bull terrier's words, waved the machete in his hand, and said coldly: "Cut him!" ”

Stomp Tread...

More than a dozen people rushed towards the bull terrier together.

The bull terrier shouted angrily, grabbing a folding stool in one hand, as if saving Zhu Hai, who was shocked by Zhao waving the golden mallet and Handan first, rushed into the crowd without retreating.

Puff puff!

It's miserable!!

It's miserable!!

I would love to say that the Bull Terrier is very good, he is very powerful, more majestic than a Ip Man who beats ten.

But that's not reality, in reality, how can you, a person with a folding stool, block twelve knife hands with watermelon knives.

You must know that even Liu Hua, who has the title of Quick Knife Liu, was also embarrassed when facing the pursuit of the Lei Gang, and if it wasn't for Silly Qiang and Dao Boy who drove to arrive, the two of them would have been hacked to death.

Liu Hua fought all over the region in Saigon, and his heads-up ability was absolutely first-class.

He's like that, let alone a bull terrier who doesn't even have a weapon.

Just a face-to-face effort, the bull terrier was hit by a lot of knives.

Although he was not fatally wounded, he was also cut like a bloody man, and the folding stool on his left hand fell to the ground without grabbing it.

"Hack him!"

More than a dozen swordsmen shouted and pounced on the bull terrier again.

When the glove man walked up to the bull terrier, he had already been chopped to the ground, panting for breath, obviously taking in more air and getting less air.

"You, you..."

The bull terrier fell to the ground and looked at the glove man unwillingly.

The glove man squatted down, looked into the eyes of the bull terrier, and smiled: "Do you want to ask who I am?" ”

The Bull Terrier couldn't speak, just stared at him.

The glove man smiled and whispered, "My name is Left Hand, don't report the wrong name to Hades!" ”

After speaking, a knife stabbed into the heart of the bull terrier.

Beckoned: "Withdraw..."