Chapter Seventy-Two: Street Shootout (Ask for Follow-up)
In the private room of the restaurant, everyone at the table has a ghost.
In the deserted alleyway, the crow whistled and walked leisurely with his hands in his pockets, and I put my hands in my pockets that year......
As soon as he thought that he would be able to kill Jiang Tiansheng's b-raised person immediately, he couldn't help but be excited.
However, what he is looking forward to the most is the death of Dilo, damn it! He still remembers the humiliation he suffered last time, and it almost makes him go crazy with hatred.
Fortunately, Jiang Tiansheng died tonight, and it will be Dilo's turn next!
"Huh." He shook off his edgy hairstyle and laughed out loud.
Five minutes later, Raven arrives at a rented house in the alleyway, and sees several gunmen playing cards around the table through the glass window.
He kicked open the door, came to the table and glanced at a few people coldly, flipped over the card table and scolded: "Grass and mud horses!" And kung fu to play cards? Do you still want to find a young lady? ”
A Dutch gunman knew a little Chinese, he didn't take a lot of Huaxia orders before, he rubbed and said happily: "Boss, the main area is not a red light district, and the street lady is generally not concentrated here, otherwise I must relax and relax before killing!" ”
The little brother of the crow had just risen from the table, his face was a little embarrassed, and his eyelids trembled slightly when he heard the words of the Dutchman, and he was a little gloating and a little frightened......
"Hehe......" The crow nodded as he listened to his broken Chinese.
He paced to the corner, where a few machetes stood silently, and he picked them up and turned sharply at the Dutchman.
"I'm a muddy horse! ! ”
"Ahh
The Dutchman screamed with a stab in the head, and soon he couldn't scream.
The crow frantically swung his knife at him, constantly cursing angrily in his mouth, and when he saw the Dutch lying at his feet, he said fiercely: "Damn! You don't understand what you're saying, do you? ”
The gunmen who were watching from the sidelines all lowered their heads, not daring to look, they were all crows' younger brothers, and they had long been surprised by such scenes, and they didn't dare to stop them or anything, even if they cursed, they only dared to take it in their hearts.
The madness and nervousness of the crows, they have long been taught.
"! I repeat, if Jiang Tiansheng does not die in the Netherlands today! I've chopped up your bones and made them into finches! The crow said viciously with a cold face.
The horses around him trembled with fright.
At this time, Chachai stood not far from the house with his back to the place, turning and peeking from time to time, until the crow hacked the Dutchman, and then he wisely went away.
It's okay to know what they're going to do, there's no need to stay there.
Back in the jeep, Chachai helped Dilo light a cigar: "Brother Luo, the crow should have hired a few gunmen to prepare for it, but I found that this guy seems to have some problems with his brain, and he hacked his men to death without saying a word......"
"That blood, splashed a window......"
"yes, crows don't have a good brain." Di Luo bit his cigar and smacked his lips, in the movie of his previous life, this guy got his little brother at the beginning, and later killed his eldest brother Camel......
Chachai asked suspiciously, "Brother Luo, how are you so sure?" ”
"Haha, if he has the brains to provoke me? It's just a little deflated, and I can't figure out my positioning! Dilo spoke disdainfully, his expression arrogant, and he picked up the spear standing at his feet and checked the magazine.
……
In a private room at Lucia's restaurant.
On the surface, everyone was drinking red, but in fact they were all pretending to be drunk.
"Oh, what a lot of wine, Uncle Eight Fingers! No, camel brother, I can't drink anymore! Jiang Tiansheng waved his hand in resignation, and the whole person seemed to be drunk and fell to the ground at any time.
The camel stood in place with a wine bottle with a displeased face: "Ah Sheng, do you look down on me?" It's only been a few glasses of wine, and you can't drink it? ”
Fuck you! Isn't it nice to drink at Dilo's? Why, when you come to me, you get drunk when you get drunk!
"Brother Camel, I'll drink for my boss." Chen Haonan stood up, raised his wine glass and said.
After saying that, drink it all.
The camel looked at him with unkind eyes, and Uncle Eight Fingers hurriedly grabbed Chen Haonan and said, "Anan, everyone is happy today, don't be in the limelight anymore!" ”
The meaning between the words is nothing more than you Chen Haonan and Camel, Jiang Tiansheng is not a coffee position, and he has a fart for wine?
Does this face give you a good face?
When Chen Haonan heard this, his face turned pale.
The pheasant pulled him and whispered, "Brother Nan, be careful, I always feel that something is going to happen." ”
Chen Haonan nodded and didn't say anything more.
Jingle Bell .....
The pheasant raised the eldest brother in his hand awkwardly, and said to Jiang Tiansheng: "Boss, I'm on the phone, I'll answer it." ”
Jiang Tiansheng also knew his urine, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him.
The crowd drank a few more rounds, and no one at the table wanted to drink more, and the meal was tasteless, and the camel looked at his watch, and saw that the time was about the same, and he stood up and said, "Forget it, or this is the end of the day, I will go first." ”
Before leaving, he looked at Jiang Tiansheng with a dissatisfied expression: "Ah Sheng, you are getting more and more disappointed!" ”
It seems that he is still dissatisfied with what is happening at the wine table.
The camel walked out of the box, but did not leave, he went down to the hall on the first floor, and chose an inconspicuous corner.
Let the waiter pour a pot of tea and drink tea, and pick up a newspaper to block in front of him.
In the box, Jiang Tiansheng smiled helplessly, pulled up his coat and put it on his arm: "Uncle Eight Fingers, thank you for your hospitality, I had a great time eating tonight." ”
"It's good to be happy, I have to come here often to play in the future, and I don't have many years to live as an old fellow." Uncle Eight Fingers sighed: "Alas, I am old, and I often recall the days when I and your father were side by side when I closed my eyes. ”
"You don't look old at all, Uncle Eight-Fingered, haha!" Jiang Tiansheng laughed and walked downstairs side by side with him.
Walk through the hall and soon come to the door of the restaurant.
"Ah Sheng, after drinking so much wine, go back to the hotel and have a good rest." Uncle Eight Fingers patted him on the shoulder, as if he was very reluctant.
Jiang Tiansheng nodded: "Okay!" ”
"Then we'll go first, Uncle Eight-Fingers."
Suddenly, there was a loud gunshot in the street, and a bullet was embedded in Uncle Eight-Finger's stomach.
He fell to the ground in disbelief, clutching his lower abdomen, blood gushing from his mouth.
Seeing this, Chen Haonan and the pheasant hurriedly took out their guns and looked for the people who shot around.
Jiang Tiansheng couldn't care about anything else at the moment, squatted on the ground and hugged Uncle Eight-Finger, and shouted eagerly: "Hold on, Uncle Eight-Finger, I'll take you to the hospital." ”
Uncle Eight-Fingered's blood-stained hand grabbed Jiang Tiansheng's wrist, opened his mouth, and said with difficulty: "Run..... run, ah....sheng!" ”
After saying that, he stared at him and lost his life.
Jiang Tiansheng saw the frightened Fang Ting beside him, hugged him tightly in his arms, and fled out.
In the restaurant, many customers exclaimed and looked at the shootout outside the window, and the camel put down the newspaper and lit a cigarette, chuckling: "Goodbye, Jiang Sheng." ”
On the side of the road, Di Luo bit his cigar, green smoke came out of his nose, he took a hard breath and said: "It seems that Hong Xing and Dongxing will change people again in the future!" ”