But before he could scream, he was punched in the lower abdomen, and he immediately bowed like a shrimp, knelt on the ground, and gasped for breath.

And his face suddenly turned purple.

The man in the suit sat down in front of him and lifted his chin with a stick so that he had to make eye contact with him.

The young man saw in the eyes of the man in the suit that he was very spicy and decisive.

Dismissive.

The only thing that is not is sympathy.

He could now be sure that the man in front of him was an outlaw.

There is no half-point falsehood.

"Please! Don't kill me. ”

The old man's death had a great psychological impact on him.

He fell to his knees, pleading incessantly, looking extremely pathetic and pitiful.

It's really time for life and death to hang by a thread, and his life and death are only tied to the man in the suit in front of him.

This feeling of completely controlling his life with someone else is not good to be honest, but he has no other thoughts in his mind now than a strong memory.

And the man in the suit is no different from the thug in the suit in his eyes, and the careless disregard for human life is just the most disrespectful synonym for him.

Human life may really not be much to him.

The young man's intestines were all remorseful, but even so, the man in the suit still blasted his head with a stick.

Suddenly, blood flowed sideways, soaking most of the young man's body, and it looked extremely bloody.

And the man in the suit showed a deep excitement in his eyes, as if killing someone for him, without careful consideration, there would be no repentance, and there was not even anything worth making him hesitate.

It's like stepping on an ant, or even impatiently trying to get it done. His face and eyes were filled with excitement and nothing else.

Seeing this, the little brother on the side walked up directly and said, "Boss, this guy's scream just now has attracted some people, let's quickly drag them away, it won't be good if it makes a big fuss." ”

Hearing this, the man in the suit grinned, and immediately said, "Okay, just find a sack to carry them away." ”

"Don't just throw it in the cemetery, feed it to the dogs."

"Since the boss came to power, Lao Tzu hasn't killed anyone for half a year, and today is surprisingly cool!"

The younger brother on the side nodded, beckoned a few people, and carried away the bodies of the two with sacks.

Immediately, the group left the place in a hurry.

In the jeep, the man in the suit took a deep puff of a cigarette in his hand and rested his head on the back of the chair.

Exhaled extremely comfortably, Xuanji said: "I did this thing so beautifully, it should leave a good impression on the boss." ”

The driver who was driving on the side scoffed.

"Mad dog, you guy, you are going to kill people at every turn, fortunately you have restrained a little when the helmsman came to power, otherwise according to your previous temperament, whether you can survive until now is two words."

Mad Dog tidied up his suit and said disdainfully: "Hawkeye is dead, what are you afraid of?" ”

"But I still have a lot of respect for the helmsman."

"And this time, the helmsman is obviously the closest to Qingshan District, and instead of looking for Yu Yang, that guy taught me Jia Meng across two blocks, isn't this still a trust in me?"

"Besides, these two blind dogs, since they have angered the boss, then they have only one way to die."

"I don't care about others, and I don't bother to care, but as long as I can share the worries of the helmsman, it is my duty."

The driver on the side laughed: "I look at you guy, like a pug with a wagging tail." ”

"Don't you just want to be favored by the new helmsman?"

"Looks like your mad dog isn't as crazy as I thought."

"Phew!"

Jia Meng said disdainfully: "Bai Jie, you kid don't look down on people, Lao Tzu can't kill Hawkeye, it was the helmsman who killed it for me, although it is said that the main thing is that Hawkeye is looking for his own death, but since Hawkeye is dead, the helmsman is my great benefactor, I want to work hard for him for the rest of my life, whoever dares to make him feel troublesome, Lao Tzu will kill whom!" ”

"Phew!"

Bai Jie glared at him.

"Then you were still fighting with that yellow-haired guy before, and the wound on your chest shouldn't be healed, right?"

Jia Meng didn't care and said, "That kid also deserves to fight me?" Lao Tzu almost broke his leg, what is my little injury? ”

"Relying on himself to be liked by the helmsman, one person is in charge of two blocks, so you don't know the south, east, west, and north?"

"Don't worry, Lao Tzu made an appointment with Zheng Qinglian's stinky girl tonight!"

"She was already dissatisfied with the yellow hair's occupation of her Qinglian neighborhood."

"It's a big deal, Lao Tzu sleeps with that girl for one night, as long as we join forces, we will ensure that the yellow hair feels better."

Bai Jie said helplessly: "Don't talk about this, the new boss of the eagle's beak district is not easy to mess with." ”

"I don't have a problem with how you tear Huang Mao, but don't anger that guy."

"That guy has a hard backstage, and it has something to do with the helmsman, you are an outsider, in the final analysis, you are just an outsider, don't take advantage of it in the end, and make yourself a commotion."

Jia Meng frowned and said: "Then I don't care, it's true that kid has a bit of strength, but it also depends on whether he has the ability to take charge of the entire hawk's beak area." ”

"Such a big piece of fat, it's no problem for him to monopolize it, then it depends on who has harder fists, if you can't beat me, you have to get out of here for me."

Bai Jie smiled and said no more.

And Jia Meng subconsciously glanced at a hideous scar on the back of his hand.

His brows furrowed unconsciously, this scar was left by Ma Teng.