"What for! Don't see the closure? ”

There were two old boys guarding the door of the nightclub, who didn't look like they were adults, and when they saw the bullets coming, they didn't give him a good look.

Faced with the questioning of the two imps, the bullet didn't speak, but just lifted the lunch box on the handle for them to see.

"Takeaway, why is it so late, I've been waiting for most of the day!"

The two little ghosts were already dazed by drugs, but after seeing the lunch box, they were a little more sober.

So they let the bullets go up.

"They're on the rooftop, don't go into the nightclub."

One of the imps seemed to have a little conscience, and specially reminded the bullet.

However, the bullet did not respond to the imp's reminder, and he had already stepped into the elevator at this time.

The elevator went all the way to the top floor, which had already been occupied by Pushpin Hua and his younger brother.

The empty top floor was littered with bottles of all kinds and other miscellaneous garbage.

Twenty or thirty men and women, scattered around, sitting or lying about, while the crowd was indifferent to the bullet, and no one paid any attention to him.

The bullet didn't care about this scene, he first turned around, pulled up an iron door in front of the elevator entrance, and then locked the door.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

The bullet acted like this, and immediately attracted the attention of others, and one of them, who was close to the elevator entrance, got up and asked about the bullet while revealing the pistol on his body.

"Someone spends money to buy your life, and they are very willing to spend money, and the men on this side today, except for myself, have to die!"

Bullet heard the gangster's inquiry, with a smile on his face, and told the other party very seriously.

All:.

The scene was suddenly quiet.

"Hahaha!"

After a moment, the old boy who had asked the question before laughed first.

"Hahahaha, what did he say, we are all going to die! Hahahaha! ”

The first one laughed, and the others laughed one after another.

"I didn't hear you too clearly! Say it again, please! ”

The other two Troubled Boys smiled and walked towards the bullets, and as they spoke, they pulled out the pistols they had prepared.

After Pushpin Hua killed Yaodong, he naturally inquired why Yaodong, who had obviously run away, suddenly returned to Hong Kong Island.

Soon he knew that Yaodong's return to Hong Kong was Wei Jixiang's handiwork.

It was precisely because he was worried that Wei Jixiang would make trouble for himself that Pushpin Hua deliberately stopped the nightclub, and then brought people to gather on the top floor, the purpose was to prevent Wei Jixiang from bringing people to trouble him.

Because he knew in his heart that he was definitely not Hongtai's opponent in terms of strength, he found a relationship and equipped all his subordinates with pistols.

There is a tacit understanding between the Hong Kong Island community, even if it is a hands-on one, it will not easily use firearms.

Because if it is just a simple steel pipe and machete, it can only be regarded as a fight, and if a firearm is used, it can easily be identified as a terrorist incident by the police.

However, Pushpin Hua is obviously not a person who talks about rules.

A young man like him never felt that the rules left by the older generation were of any use.

At this time, there were more than twenty of them, each with a gun, but only one person with a bullet, and at this time they were ashamed to say that they would all be killed.

These people apparently think that the bullet is a lunatic.

After all, if it weren't for a madman, how could he say such a thing.

The bullet heard the threat in front of him, but he didn't care much.

He didn't listen to the other man and repeat what he had just said, but picked up a bottle of wine from the table, poured a glass into the glass, drank it in one gulp, and then slammed the glass to the ground.

Seeing such a provocative move by the bullet, the old boys who were still watching the play quickly gathered together.

And the little girls who were originally drinking on the roof of the building suddenly sobered up at this time and immediately stood up from their seats, but at this time the door under the roof had been locked, and they could only gather in a corner.

"Yay! It's going to be a fight again! ”

There are also little girls who have too much medicine, too much wine, and are not sober in their heads to raise their hands and applaud.

Like this kind of mixed club girls, except for a few who are forced to do so, most of them like this exciting life.

So, between the words, I don't know who turned on a stereo on the roof, and suddenly a burst of disco music sounded on the top floor.

As the music played, the bullet stood in place, and his hands began to shake his hands, and he actually danced in place.

This change made the old boys who were already around the bullets look at each other, and they don't know what to do for a while.

And such a big movement naturally attracted the attention of Pushpin Hua.

He stood up from his recliner and first glanced at the dancing bullets.

After making sure that he didn't know the other party, he casually picked up a shotgun from the side, and then walked over slowly.

"You're riding a horse."

After walking to the bullet, Pushpin Hua raised the muzzle of the gun, and was about to say something, but who knew that the bullet, which was still dancing, suddenly reached out and grabbed the barrel of the shotgun, and then aimed it at a few old boys on the opposite side.

When Tucin Hua was caught at gunpoint, he subconsciously pulled the trigger.

Boom –

The scorching gunpowder carried countless steel balls, and instantly blasted out a few old boys opposite Pushpin Hua.

Such a sudden change is obviously not expected by these onlookers.

They stood there one by one, as if they were frightened, and several of the old boys with guns were so frightened that their pistols fell to the ground.

Bang –

The bullet seized the opportunity and kicked the pushpin out with a single kick, while holding the shotgun in his own hand.

Boom –

Boom –

Boom –

He fired four shots in a row, directly knocking out all the people around him.

After the shooting, the bullet collided again, knocking the pushpin Hua who had just gotten up into the air, and he also left the place with the other party.

His swift action made the troubled boys around him, who had not yet been shot and were about to shoot back, become timid, and did not dare to act rashly for a while.

The reason why the bullet tone is so big is naturally because he has long known what this group of people are really capable of.

In the end, Pushpin Hua is just a gangster, and his subordinates are all a bunch of unruly guys.

On weekdays, there are a lot of people, and it is a bit useful to stand beside and wave flags and shout, but if you really encounter a scene of life and death, one by one will not play any role at all.

So the next scene is simply a show of bullets.

He first used the pushpin as a cover and killed a few guys who were still holding pistols and preparing to shoot.

Then, after killing these guys, the rest of the people collapsed directly, dropping their weapons one by one and squatting in place with their heads in their hands, trying to beg for mercy.

However, as a killer, the bullet's heart has long been cold.

He has always been trustworthy in what he says and does, so he still didn't hesitate to kill all the male boys on the roof.

Then he opened the iron door and let go of the frightened women, and then he swaggered away from the scene.

There was such a big thing, and the case was quickly placed on Zhang Pin's table.

"It can't be such a coincidence!"

Zhang Pin's first reaction when he saw the report was the radio station he listened to last night.

The guy named Adan who called at the beginning said that he had taken an order and was going to do something.

Although Sir Zhang didn't have any evidence, he instinctively suspected that today's professional killer was 100% Adan who called the radio.

Yes, for the murder of Pushpin Hua, Sir Zhang just glanced at the situation at the scene, and knew that this was definitely done by a professional killer, and the person who did it was definitely a master.

"This case is led by Ma Jun, be careful, this killer is not simple."

Zhang Sir thought about it and decided to hand over the case to Ma Jun, who was the strongest in the police station besides himself.

"Don't worry, don't let me meet him, otherwise he will definitely look good."

Ma Jun is very confident in this, since Zhang Sir seized that batch of top equipment from the secret place of the CIA, Ma Jun and his men from the serious crime team have solved many serious cases.

Even if Jiang Tianyang summoned so many outlaws last time, he was still killed by them with a single charge.

Now it's just a matter of dealing with a single-handed killer, and the Ma Army is obviously full of confidence.

"Uncle Zhong!"

"Uncle Wei!"

The plane stood at the door, smiling to greet the last two uncles of the club.

Although Dongxing has a long history, there are not many bigwigs who can sit comfortably in the position of their uncles.

In addition, before this, Dongxing Storytellers have always been the ones who have the ability to do it, so it is generally difficult to be tolerated by the talkers if they have the ability and ability.

As a result, at the beginning of this election, there were not many uncles who had the right to vote.

Originally, the plane thought that it was bound to win, so naturally it did not have the heart to support more people to grasp the right to vote.

But who knows that people are not as good as heaven, and all of a sudden the club will stand up for so many people to run.

There are too many people, and according to the votes at the beginning, it is naturally a little insufficient.

Originally, it was an airplane and the New Five Tigers of the Eastern Star, and there were only nine tickets in total.

But now there are five people who are going to participate in the Speaker election.

If the election is based on nine votes, and each of the five candidates votes for himself, then there are only four votes left, not to mention the issue of their respective distribution, it will not look good on the face alone.

As a large community on Hong Kong Island, it is not a good thing for all Dongxing members if it is spread out that the election of people is the same as that of children.

And with only nine votes, it will be very difficult to canvass for votes.

Because of this, in the end, Dongxing temporarily decided to expand the voting rights and re-find ten people with high seniority or good strength, and let them also participate in voting.

The ten new guys with the right to vote didn't expect that they would still be able to participate in the election, but now they suddenly found themselves the key to the conversation, and they were naturally very excited.

No, not long after having the right to vote, they were personally invited by the plane.

Seeing that there were only four people coming, the plane was actually not very satisfied.

However, his face did not show any abnormality, but welcomed them warmly.

"Uncle Zhong, I heard that you are developing real estate in the New Territories, but it is the Lu family's territory, things are not going well, right?"

The New Territories was originally the base camp of Eastern Star, but it was a reservation for the natives of Hong Kong Island, and the clan power was very strong.

When the authorities wanted to develop the New Territories, they were blocked by the locals, and finally signed a small house agreement, which finally made the locals nod and compromise.

A small person like Zhongbo naturally can't eat over there.

"Hey, don't say it, it's not easy for me to spend money to buy some Ding Quan, the agreement was signed, the money was given, in black and white, they turned their heads and didn't recognize it, I invested all the pension money into it, and now the bamboo basket is empty."

When Uncle Zhong heard the plane's inquiry, he immediately complained with an ugly face.

"Lu's Group has the support of the authorities, we are not easy to do, but the money you pay, I will definitely help you come back, I still have a nightclub in Wan Chai, when the time comes, you will work hard to be the boss, you see how it is!"

Before inviting these people, the plane had already done its homework, not only promising to help the other party get back the money invested, but also giving away the proceeds of a bar, which was definitely a big deal.

Zhongbo used to be just an outdated little boss, and he had already hid in the New Territories, but the pension money was still cheated away by the locals, and he was already about to go to the rooftop.

Now that the peak is turning, the plane not only said that it would help him get back the money he had been defrauded, but also gave him a bar, so what is there to be dissatisfied with at this time.

He hurriedly picked up the wine glass in front of him, and then drank it all: "Thank you Brother Airplane, don't worry, I will definitely vote for you this time, you are originally a talker, you deserve it well, in fact, I don't need to reform at all, you just continue to sit down, and the people under you are definitely very convinced." ”

The plane was obviously very satisfied when he heard Zhongbo's statement, but he didn't continue to say anything, but looked to the side.

"Uncle Wei, I heard that the last time you were in business, you were unlucky and met black, causing the company to lose a lot of money?"

When Uncle Wei heard the plane's words, his face suddenly turned bitter.

Dongxing used to be led by camels and started out in the white flour business.

After the plane was taken over, it was cut in this regard because of Zhang Pin.

However, because the profits of the white noodles are there, they naturally cannot be completely cut.

Uncle Wei used to be a big man of the same generation as Camel, but after the plane came to power, he was naturally set aside.

This old man used to be interesting, and when he found out that he was old, he took the initiative to take a back seat.

Due to his seniority, and when the plane first took over, his position was not so stable, and for this kind of knowledgeable old guy, he mainly focused on maintaining stability, so it was naturally difficult to do everything to kill everything.

And an old guy like Uncle Wei has no ability in his own right, and after taking a back seat, he doesn't even have the last prestige.

In order to make a living, he took advantage of the previous channels and secretly started a white flour business.

At the beginning, because he didn't have enough money, he was always a little troublesome, but because of this, he escaped many blows from the police.

After doing it for so many years, Uncle Wei can be regarded as experienced, and he has developed a group of customers, so he is ready to make a big one, make a sum of money and retire.

As a result, who knew that he was unlucky, he just bought a large amount of goods to the Dutch some time ago, but when he was trading, he met someone else who ate black, not only did he not get the goods, but the money to buy the goods was also robbed.

Originally, he robbed it, but the money that Uncle Wei bought was not his own at all, but took it from the account of the association.

If the goods are not robbed, with the current price of white noodles on Hong Kong Island, he can easily fill in the account after selling the white noodles.

But now, apparently, it is impossible. (End of chapter)