In a living room that can shelter from the wind and rain, the big man saw the young man from last night, the young man was still wearing last night's clothes, and his tired face seemed to have been partying all night. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Bighead held out his hand.

The young man didn't move.

"Where's the money?" The big boss felt that something was wrong and shouted.

Smack, smack.

The big boss turned around vigilantly and saw four big men emerging behind him, surrounding him.

"You kid dare to lie to me! I'll be the first to kill you! ”

"Big brother, I can't help it." The young man spoke, but it was a cry.

"What are you crying about, get out of the way." A big man stood beside the young man and slapped him angrily.

"It's quite fat, you don't say hello, you just grab business on our territory, don't you understand the rules? Yes? A big man roared and hit the big man in the back and kicked him to the ground.

The big-headed boy grinned and stood up, "You sell yours, I sell mine, each according to his ability, what's wrong?" ”

"It's hard-mouthed!" Another big man swung a stick at the big man's knee, which was made of local materials, steel bars exposed after the house was demolished.

Bighead sucked in the cold air and fell to his knees.

"You still keep the price so low, more than one percent lower than the market price, you obviously want to stir up the situation, let me tell you, if we can't make money, you don't want to make money!"

"Say, where did your goods come from?" A big man asked, tapping on the steel bar in his hand.

"My boss gave it to me." The big boy looked at the rusty steel bar, knelt on the ground, and his heart was pounding.

"Who's your boss?"

"I ...... My boss is ......" The big man just wanted to say Song Hao's name, but immediately closed his mouth and swallowed the word Song Hao back.

"Let's be clear, who is your boss?" A big man walked up with a frown.

As soon as the big man walked in front of the big man, he suddenly felt a pain in his head and fainted.

The remaining three big men had already seen the eight people who appeared in front of them, seven of them each holding a steel rod in their hands, and only one of them was empty-handed, standing in the middle, who should be the leader.

"Brother Long...... I didn't say anything. The big boss saw that Qin Long had rushed over with someone, and he controlled his tongue in time.

"Who's your boss?" Qin Long asked as he stood in front of the three of them.

The big men on the left and right sides did not speak, and looked at the companion in the middle, and it seemed that the one in the middle was the leader.

"You say!" Qin Long pointed to the one in the middle, who was the big man he beat with steel bars, and he was the most ruthless among the four.

"You crossed the line first!" The man with the steel bar in his hand looked at the row of people in front of him, knowing that there was no chance of winning the fight, and tried to reason.

It is ignorant to reason with hooligans, it is naïve to reason with peers, and it is helpless to reason with people who have been beaten by themselves.

The man was in such a helpless situation, he couldn't beat it, he just wanted to be lighter, and his pale and weak defense was only the last struggle.

As expected, as soon as the words fell, the steel rod smashed into their bodies, and the three of them immediately threw away the steel bar, their elbows tightly pressed against their ribs, curled up on the ground, and protected themselves as much as possible.

The first man who fainted opened his eyes in a daze, saw the circle of people around him and the familiar screams coming from the human wall, and closed his eyes decisively.

Even if the three of them curled up into three balls, they couldn't withstand the blows of their fists, kicks and sticks like raindrops, just like three curled watermelon worms, rolling all over the ground in the encirclement, and after being injured, they could only lie weakly, watching the sticks fall on the soft places on their bodies.

The big-headed boy snatched other people's sticks and hit them the hardest, each sticking to the ribs, abdomen, and crotch that hurt the most.

Every stick was a hysterical scream.

"Tell me, who's the boss?" Qin Long stood tall and stared at the three inhuman-looking men on the ground who had been beaten.

The worst beating was the leader, the ash on his face was stepped on by the soles of his shoes, the blood in his nose and the blood in his mouth were mixed together, stained with most of his face, his left and right cheeks were swollen high, and his left eye was swollen into a peach, and I don't know who hit him.

"Or you say!" Qin Long kicked the leader who was lying on the ground, grinning with teeth in pain with every breath.

"East Street Mourning Star - Sang Youwei." The leader gave a vague name.

"Dead Star?" Qin Long sneered, Lao Tzu is your mourning star, and he will be the first to cut you.

Before leaving, Qin Long woke up the man who was lying on the ground pretending to be dizzy, "Tell the Dead Star that this matter is not over!" ”

The big-headed man walked last and kicked again excitedly.

"Brother Long, thank you!" The big man got into the car and respectfully lit a cigarette for Qin Long.

Qin Long calmly accepted it and said: "You can't use your brain, what we are doing now is the work of losing your head, you are so arrogant, you deserve to be beaten." ”

"Yes, yes." The big man nodded hurriedly, "Isn't it the first time for me, I'm so excited to see how easy it is to make money." ”

"Out of breath, if your life is gone, you still have money and fart, you remember for me, be careful, when we bring down the territory, you can sell the piece of East Street however you want."

"Yes, yes, Brother Long taught you a lesson." The big boy nodded faster, secretly happy in his heart, it seemed that he was going to grab the territory, grinning widely, fantasizing about the appearance of walking sideways on East Street in the future.

Qin Long saw the idiot appearance of the big head smirking, and said with a secret smile in his heart, the first batch of people sent out were all this kind of reckless and big, the purpose was to attract drug sellers in the shadows, and when they really seized the territory, they would stay cool and cool like the big heads.

For such an important business, how can you not find a few careful henchmen.

Qin Long looked at the call record in the mobile phone, the leader of the mobile phone just now, the first call record was the dead star, Qin Long dialed it.

"Which way are they?" As soon as the phone was connected, a thick man's voice came from inside, mixed with the crackling sound of mahjong.

"We are also called Mourning Star, but it is your Mourning Star." Qin Long said in a low voice.

"Grass you, damn it." On the phone, there was the angry scolding of the mourning star and the crisp sound of mahjong clattering to the ground.

"Tell Lao Tzu, which way are you?"

"Don't worry, we'll come to you, don't be out alone, it's dangerous, hahahahaha." Qin Long smiled presumptuously and hung up the phone.

It's a great feeling to be a threat.

Back at Panlong Lake, Qin Long and his group walked towards the villa proudly, and a young man came up to him, bowed his head and fiddled with his watch, and bumped lightly with Qin Long without paying attention.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The young man politely apologized.

"It's fine." Qin Long was in a good mood and replied with a smile.

Those who can appear in Panlong Lake are people with status, and Qin Long still knows who to show his polite side to. (To be continued.) )