Lynch looked at Minghui's completely silent appearance and thought he was cowardly, and then took a step back directly and shouted, "All chop me!" ”

Just as Lynch was retreating, Minghui suddenly moved with Lynch, one hand reached out and grabbed Lynch's clothes directly, and the other hand touched his waist, and quickly reached out and pulled out a short dagger, and then stabbed it towards Lynch's stomach.

Lynch watched Minghui's sudden movement of his hands in front of him, and then directly pressed the noodle bag in his hand directly on Minghui's head.

The dagger in Minghui's hand, which was still continuing, stopped less than three or four centimeters in front of Lynch's clothes at this time.

"Fuck you, you're such a good dog, aren't you? You want to stab me? Piercing! Lynch held the noodle bag in both hands and kept yelling at Minghui, and the noodle bag loosened to reveal an iron pipe inside.

Minghui is not a fool, and at first glance, he knew that Lynch was coming with a ring, so he pouted and didn't move.

"Chop them all up for me!" After Lynch stared at the beads of his eyes and shouted, the thirty or forty people behind him directly pulled out the contents of the newspaper or rags, and lifted them up as if they had blown the trumpet of the charge, and rushed towards these little brothers who were watching the scene and waiting for the bureau with Minghui,

For a while, more than a dozen young people wailed and lay on the ground, or took the initiative to hold their heads and drill under the table, and those dealers who knew how to do handiwork and the like were all desperately trying to protect their hands, trying in vain to find a place to hide.

The people Lynch brought are all porters who usually work at the cargo station that specializes in delivering goods to the market, as well as market vendors, and their forty-centimeter-long iron rulers are sharpened into sharp blades as thin as cicada wings, this kind of knife is actually a kind of fruit knife to put it bluntly, if there are people who have seen Huang Xiaoming and Fa Ge play in Shanghai, they should be able to see the kind of knife they use when peeling pears, this is an enlarged version.

This kind of knife can be drawn, can be sharpened, and the degree of damage to the gang is definitely not inferior to the murder weapon such as machete and various circlip breakers.

In just a few tens of seconds, the bureau of the senior year suddenly swords, wails and screams made people want to cover their ears.

Lynch looked at Minghui, who had an uncomfortable expression, and asked very comfortably, "What about the senior year?" ”

Minghui glanced at Lynch, gritted his teeth, and didn't say anything.

Lynch flew up violently and kicked Minghui to the ground directly, and then took the troll in his hand and slammed it towards Minghui's head with the handle of the gun, instantly exposing Minghui's eyebrow bone, and the wound turned over and flowed out with blood.

"Hard, huh? What about the madman? Lynch asked Minghui again.

"I'm fucking you!" Minghui suddenly stretched out his arm from the ground and jumped up, and then the small dagger in his hand stabbed at Lynch's body again.

Lynch raised his foot and kicked directly into Minghui's hand to kick the dagger away, and then pressed the troll in his hand on Minghui's thigh and shouted, "Don't fuck you, you really don't know that I'm your father, fuck you!" ”

"Kang!"

"Ahhh......h

After a loud bang, Minghui reached out in pain to cover his thighs, rolling, and screaming in pain......

Lynch leaned back with the cloth bag disdainfully, and then pointed to Minghui on the ground and said, "Chop him!" ”

In an instant, four or five men with free hands carried the iron ruler in their hands and surrounded Minghui, and then the scene of the skin and flesh blooming appeared again with the sound of "crackling".

More than ten minutes later, the senior sitting in the presidential suite of the Shangri-La Hotel hung up the phone expressionlessly, then looked at the old fat and said, "The bureau asked Xiaoxian to find someone to smash it, Minghui was shot in the leg, and everyone else was chopped!" ”

After hearing this, the old fat said without any emotional fluctuations: "Xiaoxian can't hold his breath after all!" ”

"What the did I ask you to analyze here? What's next for you? Isn't it uncomfortable for this fucking Xiaoxian to get involved? The senior asked impatiently at the old fat man.

The old fat seemed to be a little surprised, stared at the little eyes, opened his mouth wide, glanced at the senior year, and asked curiously, "Lin Xian smashed the field and blocked the way to wealth, what are you asking me to do here?" ”

The senior was stunned when he heard Lao Fat's words.

"Call him and tell him you're served!" The old fat said and reached out to the big brother on the table to pick it up and handed it to the senior student.

The senior was silent for a moment, then reached out and took the phone, then frowned, thought for a moment, and then pressed the number on the phone.

"Who?" Xiao Xian's calm voice came.

"What's the matter, Xiaoxian, do you have to pull me?" The senior asked slowly.

"Don't you think you can do it? The whole barren psychosis kills, then I'll let you know what's going on with a barren foreign stinking slope! Lin Xian said indifferently.

"Huh...... Damn, since I came to the present, Liu Zhu has never turned his face with me, we haven't quarreled when Huangshan is good, but I haven't offended a big brother with a name and surname, and now you want to cut off my life and block my money? Lin Xian, you're late, aren't you? I'm bored to make money and don't pinch people, that's my senior year is low-key, don't be too crazy, you can be weak and strong, don't you understand? The senior squinted his eyes and said to Lin Xian.

"It's useless to say that, if you think you can do it, let's see who is stronger!"

"Huh...... Are you the leader of City C? The senior suddenly asked.

"I didn't say I was the head of City C, but you definitely can't!" Lin Xian said with a smile.

"You're okay, you really want to be a big brother in C City, I'm the first to disagree with you, let's take a look at it!"

"Okay!"

After speaking, the two of them hung up the phone directly.

Lao Fat watched the senior stand up after making a phone call, and directly dialed the phone at the front desk with the phone on the coffee table.

"What are you doing?" The senior looked at the old fat and asked angrily.

"Let's go, check out! I'm letting you give in with him, you made an appointment with someone, so if I don't leave, I'll be broken up here? The old fat looked at the senior as a matter of course and said innocently.

"Oh! You're not fucking talking the other way, are you? Didn't you just say go? Why are you going? The senior looked at the old fat man who was wearing a hotel and took off his shoes, shirtless and big pants, stopped calling, and walked directly towards the door of the suite, quickly stood up and shouted with a white face.

"What the am I doing? It's stupid not to go, and you'll have to be thrown downstairs at this point! The old fat hurriedly opened the door and walked out.