When night falls, the nightlife of Jiangzhou has begun, and the various storefronts under the neon lights begin to be lively. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The upstairs of a foot bath room on East Street was crowded with people, all of whom were social people with tattoos, and in the middle of the room sat a man with slanted eyebrows and hanging eyes, who seemed to be the boss of the room, but at this time the boss's face was not good-looking.

In front of the boss stood four of his subordinates, three of whom had been beaten and couldn't see their true faces.

"A group of waste, so many people can't do it alone, and they are beaten like this, and they sell Lao Tzu, a group of waste, waste, waste, waste."

This old man was in a hurry, scolding and kicking the four people in front of him.

These four people who didn't dare to dodge with sad faces were the four people who deceived the big boss in the morning, and this angry boss was the dead star.

After receiving Qin Long's call, Mourning Star hurriedly gathered his brothers and gathered at their stronghold on East Street to prevent Qin Long from leading people to assassinate him.

It was midnight, and there was not the slightest movement, and the dead star yawned in boredom, wondering if he was overreacting.

"What sound?" Mourning Star's ears shook and he heard a commotion downstairs.

"Let's go down and have a look." Mourning Star kicked the uninjured one of the four in front of him.

The man stood at the top of the stairs and listened, and replied: "Someone came to wash his feet, Sister Hui said that she would not do business today, and that person refused to leave, and it is estimated that he drank too much." ”

"Whoever you go down and blast him out." Mourning Star casually pointed to a younger brother.

The eldest spoke, and the younger brother went downstairs in a haughty manner.

"Hey, what's the matter? I said that I don't do business today, and I can't understand people! Get the hell out of here. Pony Boy put on a fierce face, muttered a word of lifting, and kicked at the guest.

Yes!

Before the pony could get his feet down, he let out a scream.

I saw the guest take out a dagger from his pocket, the cold light flashed, inserted into the calf kicked by the pony, pulled out a string of blood, the pony boy did not come to his senses, a cool flashed through his neck, the pony fell to the ground, blood gushed out of the neck, the pony lay on the ground and convulsed, and soon lost his breath.

Yes! Kill!

Sister Hui, who was standing on the side, was frightened, and ran up to the second floor with a screaming voice.

"Brother Dead Star, kill someone, kill someone!"

Mourning Star knew something was wrong when he heard Ponyboy's screams, and after a while, he saw Sister Hui screaming and running up.

"Damn, if you dare to run to my dead star's territory to kill people, give me all down!"

The dead star led the way down the stairs, this is a naked slap in the face, and if he doesn't come forward, this boss won't have to be it.

By the time Mourning Star ran downstairs, the house was empty, leaving only Ma Zai, who had just been called downstairs, lying alone in a pool of blood.

"Bastard!" Mourning Star scolded and led the group out of the house.

The road was so quiet that the few nearby foot baths were closed, except for the faint sound of electricity from a few old street lamps.

The Dead Star felt fear, as if it were the calm before the storm, revealing strangeness everywhere.

"Boss, look!"

Mourning Star turned around and saw a large crowd of people on the other side of the road.

The two groups of people met at the door of the foot bath room, only one meter apart, and they could clearly hear the excited gasps in the other camp, and they could clearly see the sparks burning in each other's eyes.

"You're the Dead Star?" The leader was Qin Long.

Mourning Star heard Qin Long's voice, gritted his teeth and said, "I am, who are you?" ”

"I said, I'm your dead star." Qin Long said with a smile.

"Bastard, your hands are black enough, kill my men, what do you want to do?" Mourning Star still can't figure out the details of Qin Long, and he doesn't dare to act rashly.

"You said everything, I killed your men, what do you say I want to do?" Qin Long's smile bloomed even brighter.

"You want to share my business?" Mourning Star glared at Qin Long, this is obvious, he brought it up, he wanted to negotiate, after all, if it really started, both sides would lose, and it would be the other gangs that were cheap.

Qin Long laughed out loud, this smile was uncomfortable for anyone to see.

"I want to share your business, hahaha." Qin Long seemed to have heard the funniest joke, and finally stopped laughing, Qin Long said with a straight face: "I don't want to divide your business, I'm going to rob your business." ”

The anger on Mourning Star's face couldn't have been any more, "That's no longer to talk about." ”

Mourning Star said viciously.

Yes!

At the end of the Dead Star lineup, I suddenly remembered a terrible scream.

Mourning Star turned around, the team was scattered, revealing a bright red, and the last little brother was wiped on the neck, like the brother who died in the foot bath, and was twitching on the ground at this time.

Two brothers died one after another, and some people were scared, trembling and drilling into the middle of the team, this is really murderous without blinking.

"Up!" Qin Long took advantage of the discouragement of the Mourning Star's heart, and with an order, his brothers raised their machetes, like a rushing tide, and rushed towards the Mourning Star.

Jingle, the two groups of people mixed together.

If you don't cut someone, you will be cut, and no matter how scared you are, you have to raise the machete, and if you have more pain, you won't be afraid, and the warm blood brings courage and stimulates the brother who holds the knife.

There were no moves, no cheering sounds, only simple and effective horizontal and vertical slashes, only the screams of being slashed, the ground was quickly dyed red, and one life after another fell.

The merchants on both sides of the street closed their doors tightly, even the windows were closed, and the lights were not dared to be turned on in the house, only the figures sat trembling in the dark, constantly wiping their sweat with paper towels, wondering whether this business could be done in the future.

The rush didn't last as long as expected, and in fact, there weren't many fights like on TV where they chased and cut a person out for more than ten miles.

The Dead Star brothers had lost a lot of momentum, and soon after the fight began, some people ran away, and soon, except for those who ran away, everyone else lay on the ground and groaned in pain, including Dead Star, with a deep knife in the chest to the abdomen, blood had stained their clothes red, and some people had stopped breathing although they didn't groan.

Qin Long had been standing outside the battle circle smoking a cigarette throughout the whole process, he knew that he would definitely win this battle, not to mention the momentum created by killing two people in a row, in a dark place, Old Man Deng was observing with his three precious zombies.

Qin Long guessed which one they should be on the roof, but the backlight of the street lamp made him unable to see the darkness in the distance, let alone the zombies in the dark.

The fight was over, the victory was decided, Qin Long dialed the phone, and the brother who was waiting around the corner drove the three vans over.

Except for the driver's seat, the other seats in the van were removed, freeing up a lot of space.

Such a large space is not for people, it is for corpses. (To be continued.) )