However, he didn't give a single piece of the money he should have paid, so Ren Qingtian was completely dumb and lost, and there was nowhere to vent his anger.

This time, Aienberg collected the debts and embezzled, which just gave him a chance.

As long as he gets rid of Earnberg here, he can not only give a warning to the others, but also take back the shops in Earnberg's hands.

In this way, another million comes in every month, counting in one fell swoop.

Thinking that he was about to return to his hands again, earning millions of dollars a month, Ren Qingtian took out a sharp steak knife from the lunch box on the table.

Su Wenluo suddenly found that Ai Ober, who was supposed to be in a coma, had already woken up a little because of a short episode caused by his just appearance.

Su Wenluo saw that his head moved, although it was very small.

Interesting!

Su Wenluo smiled at the corner of his mouth, he was not ready to remind Ren Qingtianan.

As for the reason, after knowing that this guy had a route to the country, he actually frantically let himself transport drugs to the country.

You must know how many anti-narcotics policemen have sacrificed in order to fight drugs on the mainland for so many years.

Now, let you transport laundry detergent to the country and harm your own compatriots, Su Wenluo asked himself if he couldn't do it.

That batch of goods, Su Wenluo sent to the police force through the relationship of the previous connector.

The knife was about to fall, and Ai Ober suddenly burst out.

"Ren Qingtian, you dead dwarf, you actually want to kill Lao Tzu!"

"Embezzle your money, you don't look at it, is the money you give every time enough for the brothers below to spend?"

Ai Ober grabbed the table knife that was originally used to eat steak and stabbed Ren Qingtian in the chest.

"My brother collected the accounts for you, but someone threw one down from the upper floor, and you didn't pay the settling-in fee."

"The brothers went to fight and grab the turf and got injured, and you still don't pull out a dime!"

Now it's just a little bit of money from you, and you actually say that Lao Tzu is corrupt. ’

"In this case, if Lao Tzu hangs up, you will pass the gear, and see who can beat Lao Tzu."

As he spoke, the knife in his hand had been stabbed four or five times in a row.

Da Fu and Da Fei were still sitting in their seats watching.

Ren Qingtian's words just now had already made them guess that the so-called corruption was just a reason.

What Ren Qingtian really wants is to reshuffle the cards.

In this case, then this kind of boss might as well let him die.

Now only Spicy Chicken and Uncle Xing are anxious.

Spicy chicken is a waste, and over the years, it has helped Ren Qingtian manage two nightclubs on Bowlan Street.

If Ren Qingtian had three strengths and two weaknesses, then his interests would be hurt the most.

And Uncle Xing, who is almost sixty years old this year, is a white paper fan left by Uncle Taitai, the last speaker of Mong Kok.

The main thing is to manage the accounts of Mong Kok, if Ren Qingtian has a mistake, he will have to go home to retire.

As for Su Wenluo, he happily took a sip of the Coke he had just put on the table.

He didn't expect that the plot could usher in a big reversal.

Sure enough, since ancient times: the villain died from talking too much!

This principle has remained unchanged for the ages.

After drinking the Coke in his hand, Ren Qingtian had already been stabbed more than a dozen times at this time.

Su Wenluo knew that it was time for him to do it.

After all, I don't like the two eggs of Da Fu and Da Fei, and I don't want any reputation in the rivers and lakes.

If you want to establish a foothold in the rivers and lakes, reputation is really important.

You have to see that the dead lame nine-tattooed dragon of the Lianying Society in the Nine Dragons Ice Room is because he has a good reputation.

Even if he is lame, he can still rise again in Kowloon. , although it is said that he can't replant the flag, but if his Nine Dragon Ice Room is bullied, dozens of younger brothers will immediately come to help.

As for the standing stick, he didn't even think about it, not to mention whether Lianying's Ding Ye would agree.

That is, you say that the person who talks about one side of the club is a cripple, which is not good-looking, and it is not good to say.

The nine-patterned dragon also understands this truth, and also knows that the more you use this kind of thing, the less you use it.

It was also Lianying's Ding Ye who spoke, otherwise how could one of his ice houses become a place for other small and medium-sized gangs to talk about.

Therefore, fame, like toilet paper, can sometimes be useful.

At this time, Ai Obo wanted to give Ren Qingtian the final blow, and the table knife in his hand went towards Ren Qingtian's neck.

Su Wenluo knew that he couldn't die anymore.

He picked up the stool beside him and smashed it directly on Aiob's body.

The sudden whistling sound did not even hear the crazy Ai Ober.

Now all he has in his eyes is to stab the dwarf in front of him with a knife.

This time it smashed solidly on Aiob's back.

The 100-pound solid wood chair smashed Aiob out like this.

A mouthful of blood overflowed from Ren Qingtian's mouth, he didn't care about his injuries, but looked at Ai Ober with resentment:

"Behead me to kill this on the street...."

Ai Ober stood up again, it was really painful just now, but he still endured the pain and looked at Ren Qingtian.

After hearing Ren Qingtian's sentence that he wanted to kill him, he lost his reason completely.

"If you want to die, Lao Tzu will also pull you as a cushion, and Lord Yama will take a step behind you everywhere!"

With a roar, Ai Ober staggered towards Ren Qingtian.

Looking at the dinner knife that was getting closer and closer, Ren Qingtian's body couldn't hold on anymore and fell directly.

It was this same fall, and then he dodged the fatal final stab.

"It's a pity!"

Several people around had the same thoughts in their hearts.

However, since this knife did not kill Ren Qingtian, then they could only send Ai Obo to see God.

Let God forgive him for his sinful life.

"Brothers and sisters, kill the offender of Aiob!" The mourning spoke first, and then rushed in from outside

Five or six mourning horses directly beat Aiob into a vegetative state.

"Big guy, big guy!"

Seeing that the situation was stable, Spicy Chicken ran to Ren Qingtian's side as soon as possible.

"What a big guy, if you don't send it to the hospital, the big guy is really going down to sell salted duck eggs!"

Da Fei also came over at this time and directly slapped the spicy chicken.

"Yes, yes, get to the hospital quickly."

He didn't seem to react to the slap that Da Fei had just given him.

Hurriedly let the five younger brothers who were still beating Ai Obo carry them on a stretcher and send Ren Qingtian to the hospital.

Soon, crossing a street, they appeared outside Guanghua Hospital.

As soon as he was sent to the emergency room, Spicy Chicken slapped a wad of Hong Kong paper on the doctor's table.

"Doctor, give me the best medicine, you must save my big guy, it's not bad for money!"

The doctor was wearing a professional white coat and looked at Ren Qingtian on the stretcher.

At this time, Ren Qingtian's whole body was already stained red with blood, and after a simple test, the doctor shook his head and nodded.

Through years of experience, the doctor can see at a glance that the murder weapon that caused such a tragic condition of the injured person was a table knife.

Because the wounds are wide at the top and thin at the bottom, but none of these wounds are fatal.

It's just that two of the stabs are a little out of the way.

A knife into the lungs, a knife into the kidneys.

Even if he is saved, he will be a waste person in the future, and he will not have a good life for a few years.