Chapter 50: Crazy Burn and Kill! Golden Glory is cold! (Ask for a recommendation ticket!) )
Huang Jinrong covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, walked to the edge of the pool, grabbed Lao Jin's hair, stared at the distorted and deformed face of the dead man, and let go back into the water.
"Wu Feng, you are very good!"
Huang Jinrong's face was distorted.
Just when Huang Jinrong was in the slaughtered Roman king, he was thundering, in another entertainment city, Fengxiu Dance Arena, a group of masked thugs, fully armed, rushed in.
As soon as the dozens of Qinglian gangs watching the scene picked up their knives, the masked thugs all pulled out their guns and opened fire.
The members of the Youth Federation who took care of the home and nursing home fell down like scythes cutting wheat.
The crowd was in chaos and fled in a panic.
Fengxiu dance field, and then someone poured gasoline.
The masked thug in the lead, ripping off his mask.
Ding Li.
He grinned, lit a cigarette, took a puff, threw it, and the flames rose into the sky.
Half an hour later, the Qinglian Gang was located in a pawnshop on Nanjing Road, and Xu Wenqiang led people to rush in, smashing and looting frantically, without killing anyone, but the priceless antique gold bars were swept away.
An hour later, a secret prostitution brothel in Huajie, the famous Qifeng Building, under the control of the Youth Union Gang, was rushed into by more than a dozen people.
The leader was masked, but as soon as he entered the door, he removed the door panel, used the door panel as a shield, and beat the dozens of guards who watched the field, turning into a rolling gourd, either dead or injured.
Upstairs in Qifeng, prostitutes and prostitutes were all dragged out to parade through the streets, and their faces were lost. In particular, a few celebrities who came here to sleep in flowers and willows for privacy were even more discredited. The sign of Qifeng Tower is also completely stinky.
Within a day, the Youth Union Gang suffered huge losses.
More than 100 people were killed, hundreds of brothers were injured, and 4 or 5 yards were smashed, robbed, and even occupied.
Huang Jinrong, furious.
These attacks were all carefully planned and well-organized, and the identity of the attackers was self-evident, and it was certain that Wu Feng's gang had done it.
But what really shocked Huang Jinrong, the Qinglian Gang, and even the entire Shanghai Tang was the great power of the three brothers, Wu Feng, Xu Wenqiang, and Ding Li!
Shanghai Beach is doing things routinely, and everyone is similar.
Drama people will change, each with its own merits.
Wu Feng's gang of three brothers committed crimes, and one of the characteristics is...
I can hit it!
I can really fight!
Wu Feng, the industry is just a Baihua Cinema, the team is only the second brother of Xu Ding, plus no more than 20 core brothers!
More than a dozen people, three or five guns, said that he was a force reluctantly.
But it was such a gadget that Huang Jinrong didn't officially hit his eyes, but he jumped up and down, beat Huang Jinrong's face with blood, killed more than 100 Huang Jinrong, and smashed 5 fields!
These 5 fields are all the most prime industries under the name of the Golden Rongqing Alliance, and they are all golden hens that are making money every day.
They were all smashed, burned, and destroyed by Wu Feng!
Even the reputation is completely stinky, and the business cannot be restored!
Qinglian Gang, that's really painful.
A series of actions, blitzkriegs, made Shanghai Tang a bloody night.
On the second day, Wu Feng's forces won a complete victory and temporarily stopped the attack, but Wu Feng personally guarded the Golden Rooster Theater that was captured by them, and he didn't have the slightest intention of spitting it out.
"Bastard!"
Huang Jinrong was furious, he had never suffered such a shame: "What did Wu Feng say? Golden Rooster Cinema he wants? ”
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A thug from the Golden Rooster Theater ran back and said bitterly: "Yes, big brother, that Wufeng is very domineering." He occupied the Golden Rooster Theater, saying that it was revenge for our sneak attack on the Hundred Flowers Theater. He also took away Lao Jin's property title deed and found the patrol house to transfer the property rights. This Golden Rooster Theater was occupied by him! ”
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Huang Jinrong's face twitched: "Someone actually dares to break ground on my Huang Jinrong Tai Sui's head?" Blatantly robbing my property? ”
Listening to Huang Jinrong scolding Wu Feng, a sense of absurdity rose in the hearts of the Qinglian gang.
Yes, it has always been Huang Jinrong who robbed other people's properties, but it was really unprecedented for his property to be taken away by force.
What's more, it's still a small force like Wu Feng that is only about 20 people?
Some time ago, Huang Jinrong also beat other people's ideas, but he was caught full of flowers, and now he is riding his face and out, and he was directly robbed of the territory.
"Big brother, what should we do?"
The hall master of the Qinglong Hall asked in a vicious voice: "Lao Jin, Sha Pei's revenge can't help but be avenged." ”
Several hall masters shouted one after another: "Yes, boss, let's go to Pingwu Peak!" ”
For a while, everyone in the Youth Federation Gang thought that a big war was about to break out.
Don't be cowardly, just do it!
Who knows, Huang Jinrong looked solemn, waved his hand and said, "It's not appropriate!" This matter must be considered in the long run! ”
“???”
The Youth Union Gang was stunned.
In Huang Jinrong's mind, the tragic situation of the Roman king's casualties flashed, he thought hard, sighed and said: "Let everyone, comment, this Wu Feng is so indiscriminately killing innocents, should it be?" ”
Youth Federation Gang: "···"
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Looking at the incredible gaze below, Huang Jinrong's eyes also flickered.
But he was really scared.
Wu Feng's bloody raid today completely shattered Huang Jinrong's illusions and ruthlessly subverted his three views!
Huang Jinrong didn't want to admit it, but everyone could see that this big guy who had shocked Shanghai Beach with his ruthlessness was frightened by Wu Feng, who was even more ruthless!
"I'll go to Feng Jingyao personally and ask him to restrain Wu Feng, a mad dog!"
Huang Jinrong finally made a decision: "Order Wu Feng to spit out the Golden Rooster Theater." ”
The Youth Federation helped the crowd and dispersed in twos and threes.
"Boss, what's going on?"
"The boss can't be frightened by Wu Feng's slaughter, right?"
"The boss was also a ruthless man who carried a knife and killed seven in and seven out! How so? ”
"Alas, Gentle Township is a hero's mound! Time is a pig-killing knife! ”
Huang Jinrong's eyes were gloomy, and he sat down dejectedly.
The three brothers of Wu Feng, who acted like a hellish ghost, really made him frightened.
Lao Jin's frightened face soaked in the water was like a mirror, which suddenly made Huang Jinrong shine on his weakness.
He bullies the soft and fears the hard, and he is still domineering, but in the face of Wu Feng, who may appear at any time and anywhere, killing people, can he not be afraid of death?
No.
So, the gold is honored! Confessed!
Huang Jinrong, the leader of the dignified Youth Federation, was killed by Wu Feng more than 100 people, but he wanted to go to Feng Jingyao for comment, it was a big joke!
Feng Jingyao gives you "justice"? Dream on! Even if he does, where will you put this face?
In the future, you will still have a foothold on the beach?
Many of the old people of the Youth Federation secretly sighed.
Huang Jinrong, it's over.
Although his main force still exists, and the Qinglian Gang Tiger will not fall, everyone can see that Huang Jinrong is afraid of being beaten by Wu Feng.
The three armies can win the commandery, but the horseman cannot win the ambition.
You are paralyzed and confused, and you are living a life of licking blood with a knife, greedy for life and afraid of death, and you are not far from death.