Chapter 51: Put Him on Death Row

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a row of people suddenly standing in the darkness. Dressed in gray cloth shirts, all expressionless.

The men had pistols in their hands, and the black muzzles were pointed at this side.

The killing intent is strong.

A capable man walked over from the opposite side.

This man has a pistol in his hand, and his steps are hurried.

"Captain Hu, you're here in person!"

Huang Yong was full of smiles, hurriedly ran over, and when he came to the other side, he looked excited, "Just leave this matter to your subordinates, why do you bother to come." ā€

The man is none other than Hu Dawei, the captain of the pistol team of the Gray Clothes Society.

At this time, Hu Dawei's face was ugly, and his eyes were very strange when he looked at Huang Yong.

It was as if he was going to eat Huang Yong.

However, in the dark, Huang Yong was not aware at all.

He turned his face and looked at Ye Ziming again, with the attitude of a victor, pronouncing the verdict, his tone was extremely proud, "The surname Ye, see it." Today next year will be your death day! ā€

"Right now, you're going to eat guns. At this moment, what do you think? ā€

"After you die, what to do with your corpse depends on Lao Tzu's mood, if you are in a good mood, it is possible to bury you in a barren mountain, and if you are in a bad mood, take it to feed the dog..."

Speaking of this, Huang Yong laughed evilly, "Finally, I will give you a chance to call grandpa, the name is good, Lao Tzu is comfortable to listen to, Lao Tzu will be in a good mood, so he will not take your corpse to feed the wild dogs..."

Before the words are finished, listen to the "pop".

Hu Dawei slapped Huang Yong in the face.

This slap was extremely forceful, and directly slapped Huang Yong on the head.

"This, this..."

Huang Yong was momentarily stunned.

"Captain Hu, what's wrong with you...?!"

"Smack!!"

There was another crisp sound, and this slap was harder and louder.

Without waiting for Huang Yong to react, the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against Huang Yong's forehead, and then there was the sound of bullets entering the chamber.

"I'll grass your uncle!"

Hu Dawei was furious, "If you dare to dig a pit for Lao Tzu, I will shoot you right now!" ā€

Huang Yong's legs weakened and he collapsed to the ground.

At the same time, the crotch was wet.

If you provoke Hu Dawei, it is a dead end.

Of course, he didn't understand what was going on?

"Hu, Captain Hu, how dare I dig a pit for you..."

"Keep an eye on him!" Hu Dawei waved his hand at his subordinates.

Immediately, two members of the pistol team rushed over and put the pistol on Huang Yong's head.

Then, Hu Dawei ran to Ye Ziming in a panic, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Master Zu forgives me, I really don't know that it's your old man..."

"You get up. You are not to blame for this. ā€

"Thank you, Master Zu!"

Hu Da cried with joy.

The family rules of the Gray Coat Society are extremely strict. If the junior offends the senior, he will be killed.

Ye Ziming's words are equivalent to saving Hu Dawei's life.

"Bring it here!"

Hearing Hu Dawei's order, two members of the pistol team carried Huang Yong over like chickens.

At this time, the gang of men brought by Huang Yong had already fled without a trace.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Ye Ziming took the pistol from Hu Dawei's hand, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against Huang Yong's head.

"No, no, no..."

"I—I..."

"Don't, don't..."

Huang Yong couldn't say anything except for his body like a sieve.

At this point, his mind went blank.

Why?

Why??

Why???

"Master Zu, don't get your hands dirty, I'd better come." Hu Dawei said to Ye Ziming very respectfully.

"No, he can't die."

The corners of Ye Ziming's mouth hooked up a touch of playfulness, "He has to live." ā€

As soon as he heard this, Huang Yong seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

However, Ye Ziming's next words made him collapse to the ground again.

"Send him to Ningcheng Prison. Imprisoned on death row. ā€