"Gandhi! What the hell are you going to do! ”

Looking at the gunman who rushed out, Guohua's face was even more pale, and he shouted the same words at Gandhi again with an uncontrollable expression, and beads of sweat were already oozing from his forehead.

"Gandhi, if there is anything you can't talk about, why should your brother use a knife or a gun." The tried to calm his tone, but his voice was shaking.

No matter how awesome and beautiful the big guy is, when the gun is pointed at him, he still has to tremble.

In particular, Gandhi moved so many guns, which shows that tonight will definitely not end easily.

The youngest Wen Zhenglian echoed: "Yes, yes, Brother Gandhi, is there anything to ask your people to put down the gun in advance, everyone is easy to discuss." ”

On a table, only Ni Yongxiao could maintain his composure on the surface, staring at Gandhi expressionlessly, but he didn't know if he was so calm in his heart.

"What am I going to do?" Gandhi stood up with a sneer, and then suddenly grabbed the ashtray angrily and smashed Guohua's head, blood splashed: "What am I going to do, I want to your mother!" You ride a horse and sleep with me on my wife, isn't it cool! Cool or not! She's already been cooked by me, I'm sending you to accompany her now! ”

He scolded and slammed it continuously.

"Gandhi, Gandhi, listen to me, it was your wife who seduced me!" Guohua had fallen to the ground, and he defended himself with horror on his face, and his forehead and face were dripping with blood.

The kicked him and pointed at him and yelled, "Okay! Guohua, you stepped on a horse and actually slept with your brother's woman! It's a shame that Gandhi and I treat you as brothers in life and death, you really deserve to die, deserve to die! Gandhi don't worry, I'm definitely on your side tonight. ”

"Whoa!" Gandhi directly picked up the hot pot and splashed it on the's face, and the screamed and rolled to the ground, blistering on his skin.

"On my side? You think I don't know about it? Gandhi's face was full of anger, and he looked around and shouted, "Take me for a fool!" ”

"Gandhi, Brother Gandhi spares his life, it's my lard that blinds my heart, I'll give you back, no, I'll double, double." The ignored the pain in his body, got up and knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and begged for mercy.

Wen Zheng sweated like rain, looked at Gandhi with the corners of his mouth twitching and said, "Brother Gandhi, I'm ...... I'm not sorry for you, ...... with me tonight Nothing to do with it, right? ”

He felt like he was in a state of utter distress.

"Wow, it's so lively, come to my place to eat hot pot and don't say hello to me?" Big D walked in with his subordinates, half of them stayed outside, and closed the roller shutter door of the hot pot restaurant.

There are no windows, the only door is closed, and in an instant the hot pot restaurant becomes a closed and independent space, and the atmosphere makes people feel oppressive and difficult to breathe.

Ni Yongxiao finally spoke, looked at Gandhi and said, "You have been wronged, I can call the shots for you, but it is wrong for you to collude with outsiders." ”

"Smack!" Big D slapped him backhand and sneered: "Hit the street, and you are still playing music when you are dying?" ”

"What are you doing!" Han Chen turned his gun to Da D, and turned around to care about Ni Yongxiao: "Mr. Ni." ”

"I'm fine." Ni Yongxiao wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said calmly.

Gandhi looked at Ni Yongxiao and sneered: "You make the decision for me? Gan Linniang, don't you rely on these two handles to threaten Guohua and? Still think I'm a fool? Am I so easy to deceive! ”

Ni Yongxiao's heart sank suddenly, he knew that he was afraid that he would die today, but he couldn't understand how Gandhi knew these things?

"How do you know?" Ni Yongxiao turned his head to look at Big D, it could only be that he told Gandhi.

Big D forked his waist and laughed: "Ni Yongxiao, if you want to blame, you can only blame you for offending people who shouldn't be offended." ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was the old Riddler, as if he had answered, but as if he had not answered anything.

"Big D, let Mr. Ni go, I'll give you the land in Tsim Sha Tsui." Han Chen was sweating like rain, holding the gun and aiming at Da D, his palms were already full of sweat.

Like Ni Yongxiao, he didn't think there would be any danger tonight, so he only brought a gun.

Big D looked at him with stupid eyes: "Are you stupid or am I stupid?" Kill you, your territory is mine! I'm a person who doesn't like to eat the food that comes to me, I like to do it myself, and today you all have to die. ”

When the words fell, he took a step back with a smile and let a few younger brothers block in front of him: "Shoot, you have a gun, we have a dozen, see who dies first." ”

Han Chen was in a dilemma for a while.

"Kill him!" Big D suddenly gave an order.

"Bang bang bang!"

I don't know who shot first, Han Chen was shot in the chest and back at the same time, his body staggered a few times, and then he staggered to the ground and died of convulsions.

Seeing this, Guohua wanted to pick up Han Chen's gun, but Big D snatched the knife in his younger brother's hand, stepped forward and slashed it down, and with a snort, the blood soared, and Guohua's hand was cut off from his wrist.

"Ahhhh Guohua screamed incessantly, and the broken mouth of the white bone was stained red with blood in the blink of an eye.

"Hack them to death!" Big D laughed, wiped the blood on his face, and went straight to Ni Yongxiao, Ni Yongxiao subconsciously wanted to hide, but he was stabbed in the back first.

Gandhi chased and slashed Guohua with a knife, scolding while chopping: "Cao Nima, dare to sleep with my wife." ”

"Gandhi, Brother Gandhi spare! Yes! Guohua fled in a panic, but his back was exposed to Gandhi, and he was constantly stabbed until he fell.

After hacking Guohua to death, Gandhi threw the knife to Wen Zheng, who was at a loss: "Kill the, and the business of the Ni family will belong to you and me in the future, choose yourself." ”

This was something he had discussed with Big D in advance, Guohua,, Han Chen, and Ni Yongxiao couldn't stabilize the situation by himself alone after they were hanged, so he had to pull Wen Zheng to prevent Guohua and their people from fighting back.

Wen Zheng grabbed the knife and turned his head to look at the.

"Don't! No! The shook his head and stepped back, then turned and threw himself on the roller shutter door and yelled, "Help! Save...... Yes! ”

After the roller shutter door was pulled down, the outside had already been cleared by Big D's younger brother, so it was useless for him to scream to cut his throat, let alone call for help.

The hot pot restaurant was in a mess, the sound of machetes cutting through flesh and blood kept ringing, and blood splattered, and after a few minutes, the sound inside stopped, and calm was restored.

Everyone is dead, only Ni Yongxiao is still breathing, the white shirt on his body has been soaked with blood, barely holding a breath, holding the table with one hand and shaking like a candle in the wind.

"Brother Luo said you scared him this morning." Big D stepped forward and hugged Ni Yongxiao's neck, leaned into his ear and whispered, while stabbing the long knife in his hand into his lower abdomen, and gritted his teeth and twisted it a few times.

Ni Yongxiao spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground with unwillingness and shock in his eyes, completely dying.

"Clean up." Big D got up, took out Zhang Baijuan, wiped the blood stains on his hands, and said lightly.

"Yes, big guy."

Big D, Wen Zheng, and Gandhi went first through the back door.

The younger brothers stayed behind to clean up the scene.

By the time the shutter door opened again, the corpses inside had disappeared, and the blood on the ground had been washed away, as if nothing had ever happened.

But after tonight, there are three less gangsters and a rookie who should have risen.

Black and astringent, it's not you who kill me today, I'll kill you tomorrow, there are rotten boys in this world who want to be on top every day, and there are big guys who are hacked to death every day.

Whether it is a bigwig who has been famous for a long time or a rotten boy who has just debuted, as long as he does not jump out of the dung pit of the black and astringent club, he is destined to have no good end.

The person who chooses to come out and mix is himself stepping on one foot in the coffin and one foot in the prison.