5:57 p.m.

West

Luxury villas.

"Boss, boss, I just received the news, and the group of dogs and miscellaneous hairs finally showed their faces!"

A middle-aged man with a thief's eyebrows and eyes rushed into the villa with excitement on his face.

"Mother, I lost dozens of brothers to Lao Tzu, see if Lao Tzu doesn't pinch your dog's head this time."

The Scarface, who was lying on the leather sofa and drinking alcohol, suddenly crushed the wine glass in his hand when he heard the news.

"Boss, since those dogs dare to go down the mountain, they must have something to rely on, we can't be the same as last time."

The horse-faced man sitting on the sofa next to him playing cards reminded him.

"Yes, yes, boss, we must be careful of those dogs' plots this time!"

The thief-eyed man echoed with palpitations.

The Scarface Boss sat up from the leather sofa abruptly and said fiercely, "Mahler, you must let this group of dogs taste the taste of being attacked by sneak attacks." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, we must let this group of dogs taste the taste of being sneak attacked."

The thief-eyed man hurriedly agreed.

"Male, rat, tell me how Lao Tzu should crush the heads of those dogs."

The Scarface Boss touched the terrifying Scar on his right cheek, and his eyes stared coldly at the thief-eyed man.

The rat's eyes rolled wildly, and he made a plan: "Boss, let's not release the news of this group of dogs, let the leaders of the other forces take the lead, and wait until these dogs and hairs have suffered huge losses, let's sneak attack again, and be the final winner." ”

"Male, Lao Tzu wants to pinch and blow up those dogs' heads with his own hands, how can you let people from other forces blindly participate."

After the scar-faced boss spat out, he turned his head to stare at the horse-faced man and said, "Old Ma, tell me how Lao Tzu should crush the heads of those dogs." ”

Lao Ma put down the cards in his hand and pondered for a moment before nodding and said: "Boss, I think the method that the mouse said is feasible, but the news revealed to the other forces needs to be done in some articles." ”

The other three fierce middle-aged men also threw away the cards in their hands and stared at the Scarface Boss, waiting for orders.

"Mahler, obscurity."

Although the Scarface Boss was unwilling, he also knew that he had just lost dozens of brothers, and if he was really as tough as before, it would be a little inappropriate.

"Boss, according to the news sent back by the younger brothers, that group of dogs and miscellaneous hairs not only has a lot of people, but also carries all kinds of cold weapons, and it seems that there should be two brushes."

The mouse simply told the news sent back by the younger brothers in detail.

"Hahahaha, cold weapons? Is there any mistake, what age is this, and what can you be afraid of with such dirty things? ”

A fierce middle-aged man who had been playing cards before sneered: "Boss, if you want me to say, let's take the guys, surround them and shoot them all over, even if they have three heads and six arms, they have to be shot into a sieve." ”

"The third child, don't be big, now is not the past, you can do whatever you want with a guy in hand, we can get extraordinary abilities, others can also get them, you don't know, several nearby forces have extraordinary abilities."

The old horse frowned and reminded.

"Boss, Lao Ma is right, since those dogs dare to go down the mountain, there must be people with extraordinary abilities in the team, we have to guard against it."

Another fierce middle-aged strong man spoke in response.

"Male, let's do what the mouse and the old horse say."

After some discussion, Scarface Boss finally made a decision.

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***

Street shaded corners.

A young man who was in a flow of breath, following behind a big man with a meaty face, flattered in a low voice:

"Boss, I heard that the group of miscellaneous hairs that suddenly appeared today is not only a large number of people, but also carries all kinds of cold weapons, it seems that most of them are a group of fat sheep, we will definitely be able to make a lot of money in this wave of sneak attacks!"

"Needless to say? Our boss's job, isn't that a big deal? ”

Another young gangster with a big black mole on the corner of his mouth hurriedly picked up the stubble.

The big man with a meaty face said coldly: "How is it?" Have you figured out where that group of people came from? ”

"Boss, the brother who got the news reported that he came down from the mountain!"

The young man who was in a hurry hurriedly reported.

"Hey, when Lao Tzu slaughtered the fat sheep, he didn't expect to go into the mountains to rob and kill a wave."

The boss with a meaty face touched his fat chin and spat out.

The young gangster with a black mole on the corner of his mouth analyzed: "Boss, on the broken mountain where the bird doesn't, there shouldn't be anything good!" It's probably a waste of time to go. ”

"Phew, that's right!"

The boss with a meaty face took a sip, and then continued to scold and scold: "I'll wipe it, the little miscellaneous hair that explores the way, why don't you get back and report the news, it's really a obstructive thing." ”

"Boss, don't worry, maybe there is a situation over there, and the younger brothers want to investigate carefully and report back to you."

The young man who was angry hurriedly persuaded him.

"There are two of our pioneer brothers with extraordinary abilities! Maybe that group of miscellaneous hairs is useless, and they were directly served by the brothers who went to explore the way, but not necessarily, hahahaha! ”

The young gangster with a black mole on the corner of his mouth laughed and joked.

"I'll wipe it, why don't you just run for nothing?"

The boss with a meaty face rushed out of the street impatiently: "No, Lao Tzu has to blast a few dog heads to relieve boredom, and my hands are a little itchy after not seeing blood for a day." ”

The young man who was angry and the young man with a black mole on the corner of his mouth looked at each other and smiled, and hurriedly jumped out of the street, leading more than a dozen elite junior brothers to rush in the direction of the old residential building together.

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***

In the laneway near an old residential building.

At this moment, the little brother who was talking about the boss with a face was being pressed to the ground by the infantry and musketeers, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing.

This is also a coincidence, as soon as the infantry and musketeers were ambushed in the alley, a group of more than a dozen pathfinders collided directly.

It's really better to come early than to come at a good time!

Seeing this, of course, the infantry and musketeers had to entertain them.

This is not a classic scene that is directly staged, easily sending people to the head and knocking on the stuffy stick.

"Oops! Big brother, stop fighting, I surrender, I surrender. ”

"Brother, don't slap your face, it hurts, it hurts, it ......hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

"Mom, big brother, don't step on my head......"

"Brother, my own brother, alas, don't rub it, it's all bald......"

After a friendly education, more than a dozen young brothers who came to explore the way were knocked out by the infantry and musketeers, and thrown into the dim corners to eat ashes.

Here, the infantry and musketeers had just disappeared into the shadows of the alleyway, and the boss with a full face had already rushed up with a group of elite younger brothers.

……