Guan Dao is worthy of being Guan Dao, although King Li is eager and hateful to kill in the air, Guan Dao adjusts the muzzle of the gun in an orderly manner.

Bang bang five shots, accurately hit the chest and lungs of the king of force.

Ordinary people have long since returned to the West after being shot by such a few guns.

But King Li is by no means an ordinary person!

"Drink!"

That angry shout, to Song Ying's ears, King Li was not too seriously injured, and the five shots not only killed him, maybe they didn't seriously injure him!

At this time, Guan Dao was too late to react, and he had never seen a monster that could resist five shots without dying.

So, his head was slapped open in the next move, and with a bang, red and yellow sparse lala spread all over the table, making the table of dishes sticky and disgusting.

After killing Guan Dao, King Li did not leave immediately, but looked at Song Ying with a wary face, who had a flat face from beginning to end, "Are you Guan Dao's friend?" ”

There was no murderous aura in his eyes looking at Guan Dao, as if it was just a greeting, or was it a little sorry? In short, his expression was too calm, whether it was the black shadow like a little giant behind Song Ying, or the Guan Dao subordinates pointing at his head.

"It's not"

Even if Guan Dao's subordinates had guns in their hands, they didn't dare to say a cruel word to King Li, for fear that this great killing god who was not afraid of bullets would suddenly burst out and solve himself and others.

Besides, now that my boss has been killed, is it time to consider which boss to go to? Finding a shade tree as soon as possible is the most important thing at the moment.

Song Ying just picked up the still clean wine glass in her hand and drank it all.

"You hurry up, the Blue Dragon Society's team will arrive here later, and the police will come."

"Thank you for reminding" King Li also knew that after the man sitting at the table opened his mouth, the clowns around him would not shoot easily.

When King He Li walked away, Guan Dao's younger brother gathered around Song Ying and asked anxiously, "Boss Song, now that our boss has been killed, what should the Blue Dragon Club do?!" ”

"What should I do?" Song Ying waved his hand, and Gaguntel, who was standing behind him, stepped forward and stuffed the food stained with human brain juice into his mouth, zombies still like to eat brains.

The little brothers next to him were frightened by the ferocity of the giant in front of them and didn't dare to speak.

Only the wicked have the wicked, and this old saying is not groundless.

No matter how evil a wicked person is, will it be more terrible than a zombie that selects people to devour? Not to mention that this zombie is still a giant among zombies, an almost invincible existence among zombies.

Under the table is the corpse of Guan Dao who has lost half of his head, and on the dining table is a zombie giant who eats a clean meal by dividing five by two, surrounded by the trembling little brother of the Blue Dragon Society, only Song Ying leisurely lit a cigarette and spit out Yunlong, "Let me ask you a question"

"What's the problem? Boss Song" was pointed at the little brother and stammered.

"Do you want to be the boss of the Blue Dragon Society?"

A huge pie fell from the sky, and the little brother was dizzy, and he pointed to the tip of his nose and asked incredulously, "Can I do it?" Boss Song"

"I said okay, most of the people from the Blue Dragon Society should rush over in a while, especially the news that Guan Dao is dead, let Xiao Gang follow you later"

"Thank you, Boss Song! Thank you, Boss Song! The little brother was overjoyed, and after kneeling and bowing to Song Yingsan, he looked at Gagantel who was standing aside after eating, "Brother Gang, I will rely on you more in a while!" ”

Gagantel would not have reacted to his words at all without Song Ying's orders, and even if he did, he would just want to eat his brain.

The smile on his face changed to a cold butt, but the little brother just smiled awkwardly, he would encounter such things every day, and it was normal to be kicked with a smile, but I thought that I would soon be under one person, above a hundred people, and the little dissatisfaction in my heart was swept away.

The acceptance process of the Blue Dragon Society was very smooth, except for a strong man who practiced Hongquan who refused to accept it, and was smashed by Gaguntel with a palm, coughing up his lungs.

The other two were torn in half.

The younger brother's successful ascension to the throne and continued to claim that the knife was closed to the outside world was already a month later.

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The privatization of prisons, in addition to symbolizing the corruption of politics to the extreme, also means that the role of money is enormous.

The police like to arrest people, and the prison prefers mortals caught by the police.

In this day and age, there is nothing cheaper than mortal labor.

Within this month, Song Ying asked the new Guan Dao to help him investigate and track, and found He Liwang, who had just been arrested and imprisoned.

Although he was dressed in copper skin and iron bones and was born with divine powers, King He Li was a rare law-abiding citizen, and when the two policemen approached him that day, he did not resist and confessed to his murder.

Without the slightest resistance, he was taken away by the police and went to the police station to settle the case, and after being sentenced to 30 years in prison for intentional homicide, he was directly sent to the largest privatized prison.

The reason why Song Ying asked people to follow King Li was that she was afraid that she would not find the person she was looking for, and she could only find it by following the protagonist.

Just an hour after King Holi was in prison, a car arrived at the prison gate.

In a privatized prison, in a luxurious house, a bald middle-aged man sits leisurely at a table, eating lunch with his fat son.

"Warden! Warden! A fat, one-eyed man trotted into the room.

"One-eyed snake, what's the matter?" The bald man, who was called the warden, glanced at the visitor and sank into the food.

"The Blue Dragon Society's new Guan Dao is here"

"The Blue Dragon Society?" The warden frowned and thought for a while, he still had a little impression of such a second-rate small force on Hong Kong Island, and on weekdays, the Blue Dragon Society also had its brothers who made mistakes and were caught in his prison, and then the Blue Dragon Society would send a sum of money to ransom people.

Come and go, but it's also a good partner.

"It's them, what's the matter?"

"It was their boss Guan Dao who brought someone here to meet you, the prison warden," the one-eyed snake said with a grin, it seems that he was stuffed with a lot of money in his pocket just now, and it is rare to see him not speak ill of someone.

"Oh?"

"And a little filial piety to you," the one-eyed snake added.

"Please come in!!" The warden suddenly stood up and sent his fat pig stupid son away, and then opened the door and waited for the God of Wealth to come.

After a while, three people walked over.

At the head was a mediocre-looking young man, and behind him stood a horse boy who was obviously a younger brother.

At the end was a small giant, with a rumbling footstep every step he took down, and it was extremely heavy, and the warden himself was a master, but when he listened to the giant, he couldn't hear the sound of breathing or heartbeat, and if he closed his eyes, it was as if the man didn't exist at all.

Master! Definitely a master!

Either he is a grandmaster-level master who has been trained to the extreme with kung fu, or he is very good at cultivating qi kung fu, no matter what the situation is, the warden dares to confirm that he is definitely not the opponent of the other party.

"Is it Brother Guan Dao?" The prison warden walked towards the leading man, although the prison warden and Guan Dao had met several times, they didn't remember each other's appearance, just looked at the momentum, only this young man.

"I'm "Ma Tsai, who was standing on the side, answered, "Hello warden, I am the new Guan Dao, this brother is a distinguished guest of my Blue Dragon Society, this time I came to the prison director because I want you to ask the prison warden for your help."

"Looking for my help?" The prison warden was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "Just talk"

"My brother, I want to stay in your prison for a while."