"Drag him out." Li Zishu waved his hand.

"Don't be stupid in the future, hang out with this kind of person."

"I'm sorry, Agent Lee."

"At least you still want to not hurt anyone, otherwise I don't care."

Li Zishu put his hand in his pocket and walked out of the night game.

"Boss, what are you going to do?" Fangs saw something.

"Doing something meaningful, of course. Arrange a car and we go to the slum of Kowloon Village across the river. ”

Soon, Fang, with a couple of cobras, got into two off-road vehicles.

Jiulong Village is a hodgepodge, where in addition to the poor people in Seoul, there are also migrant workers from Ah San, the Philippines, and Vietnam.

The large number of foreigners, coupled with the smuggling of people from the port of Busan, is not only chaotic, but also a breeding ground for evil.

In addition to local families in Seoul, there are also many Chinese gangs here.

When the car drove into Kowloon Village, you could see a lot of windy guys keeping their eyes on this side.

Li Zishu rolled down the window, and a few Ah San on the side looked over.

Li Zishu hooked his hand, the other side was stunned for a moment, and immediately ran forward.

Taking out a hundred US dollars, Li Zishu held it in his hand and shook it, "Tell me, where is there a seafood freezer near here." ”

Ah San looked at the Chinese in front of him strangely, "There are several, one is run by Chinese, a businessman from Lu Donglai, and one is a local." Which are you talking about? ”

"Natives."

"This!" Ah San hesitated.

Li Zishu added another one, "Tell me." ”

"I advise you not to go, in addition to the local family, there is also a group of small books."

"Five hundred! Tell me. ”

Ah San happily took the money, "Don't say that I told you, just this road, then turn left, there is an intersection, go straight, and then to the right, you can see it." There was a tattered barbed wire fence and inside it was a shack. The freezer is located in a shed, and they generally do not hire outsiders. ”

We don't hire outsiders because we want to make drugs.

The corners of Li Zishu's mouth curled, but he didn't expect it to have anything to do with the small book, it should be ice, or a soft one like fentanyl.

Li Zishu took out his mobile phone.

[Fatty, check for me in Kowloon Village, Seoul, where the household electricity is relatively high. 】

[There is a cold storage, and the electricity consumption is a little higher than that of the general area. 】

[Locate and send it to me.] 】

Li Zishu looked at his phone and pulled out a pistol.

Ah San instantly raised his hands, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Give me back the money, I hate liars the most."

"I'll tell you everything."

"What you told me is a cold storage run by Chinese, not locals. You think I'm a good liar? I counted to three, and the money was returned to me. ”

Ah San depressedly threw the knife into the car.

"If I had known you were informing, I would have washed this street in blood. Do you understand? ”

"Yes sir."

Li Zishu shook his head, there are really more bad people in the slums, and this bastard actually lied to me.

Fortunately, I have an extra heart.

According to the positioning, I came to a cold storage with the door open.

The muddy floor inside was full of mud and there were plenty of water stains.

The car was parked on the side.

Just walked in the door.

Out of the shadows came a couple of men in leather aprons, with short knives and hooks in their hands.

"What do you guys do?"

"Buy seafood!"

Li Zishu smoked a cigarette, very indifferent. Also, a group of gangsters with cold weapons, the head of the family has no feeling at all.

This is the East Asia Zoo.

You must know that the military strength of the countries of East Asia is very strong, but there is a strange phenomenon.

That's the weaker ratio of black gloves.

Southeast Asia is much stronger.

Whether it's a small book or a stick.,It's estimated that it's been broken by the tradition of the small book.,I like the bloody section of bullshit.,Don't use knives to fight.,Cut people without guns.。

Completely inefficient. Li Zishu looked around, he was an American-style Yongchun, and he could crush this group of people.

"No seafood here?"

"You're kidding me, isn't this a freezer? I'm going to order a batch. ”

"Say, there's no here, leave immediately."

Hearing the conversation, the door of the shed opened, and there were a lot of fish and shrimp on the tiled platform inside.

Many workers walked out of the shed with knives, and twenty or thirty people slowly surrounded Li Zishu.

Click!

The car door opened, and six foreigners, dressed in suits, walked behind Li Zishu.

See this.

The foreman eased up a little.

"Who are you?"

"Get the goods!"

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Alas, there are some people who always like to toast and not eat and drink." Li Zishu sighed.

The surrounding workers looked at each other, all with smiles on their faces.

"Haha, what did he say?"

"I don't know, he has a problem with his brain."

"Listen, I don't know who you are? This is not the place you should be, I warn you one last time. Otherwise, we're welcome. ”

"You're welcome!"

Li Zishu spat out a puff of cigarette.

You're welcome? This kind of request really is.

The foreman smiled speechlessly, "You think just a few of you can come and find trouble?" ”

"Does he think he's Ip Man?"

Li Zishu was stunned, that's right, he knows American-style Yongchun.

Li Zishu made a move, one hand in front and one in the back.

"Hey, it's really Yongchun. Boy, don't say you can do some kung fu, even if Ip Man comes, he doesn't dare to speak. ”

"What can Ip Man say?" Li Zishu smiled.

"Yongchun, Ip Man!"

A few workers laughed, "Haven't you seen the movie?" It's a pity that you don't have a chance. This guy came to find trouble, killed them, put them in a cement pier, and transported them to the beach in Busan. ”

"Assi, I haven't killed a white man yet."

The big men around him carried knives and showed bloodthirsty smiles.

And then!

Then Li Zishu made a move, just when the foreman was stunned by the knife, still thinking to himself, this guy really has a bit of kung fu.

A black hole pointed its gun at him.

Burst!

The foreman's eyes bulged, damn Fake, it's a pistol, what kind of Yongchun are you?

Li Zishu swung his wrist sideways and swinged the pistol sideways. Poof!

The two opposite sides were shot in the chest again.

As soon as he rushed forward with a knife, he saw Li Zishu move back with a small broken step, one side of his body, dodging a knife, and raising his leg to kick.

The knee was broken in an instant, the worker knelt down, pulled his arm, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the opponent's head, poof!

A headshot.

What the hell is this Yongchun?

This is not about martial virtues.

The people around him were stunned, "Hack him to death, just use a pistol." ”

Puff puff puff!

Fangs and the others also pulled out their pistols.

"Brute!" This is the country of sticks, why do you all use guns? Do you still want a face?

More than a dozen workers were shot and fell to the ground in an instant.

Li Zishu stood up again and took a puff of his cigarette.

"Boss, are you doing gunfighting?"

"Yongchun."

"Yongchun?"

"Don't ask!" After speaking, he walked towards the shed.

Yongchun don't ask?

Q: It's American-style living, right?

Fangs shook his head speechlessly.

"It has to be the boss's Yongchun, fast and accurate within seven steps."

In the shed, it was empty.

The table is facing the fish, and there are various fresh-keeping packages on the side.

Li Zishu walked up to him and pushed aside a fish.

There are small packets in the belly of the fish.

"It seems that it is not drug production but drug transportation, it should have come from a small book, or the Philippines."

Li Zishu frowned.

"Then the warehouse is the freezer."

"It should be more than that."

Li Zishu walked towards the freezer, if it was a freezer, the electricity consumption would not be so high. Unless there is anything else.

Fangs opened the door of the freezer, and sure enough, in addition to placing the catch, there was also a board on the ground.

Follow the passage down.

Li Zishu saw a lot of cultivation troughs with lights on them.

There is a large amount of asamma planted underneath.

"It turned out to be a hemp planter."

"There shouldn't be anybody." Fangs circled around.

The number of family members in Seoul is not very large, and Li Zishu knows this from Jimmy's information.

"Call the guys in Mapo."

"What do you mean, boss?"

"Let them come and get things, there are so many people here, you can't hide such a big movement."

"They must be seen, and they are helping the boss to ask for debts, so they will definitely make enemies everywhere and let them eat dogs."

Fangs grinned.

Li Zishu smiled.

Soon, the boss of Mapo District, who was beaten today, came to Jiulong Village with dozens of younger brothers.

After rushing to the place, he first looked at the ground with a painful face.

Nearly thirty people died.

The night sky was clear, but everyone lowered their heads and began to sweat until they saw the seven people in Li Zishu.

They just want to say that they really don't talk about martial arts.

These bastards from a beautiful country have too dark hands.

"There's a batch of goods in it, I've handed it over to you!"

After speaking, Li Zishu left without looking back.

The jacket boss looked at the scene with a confused face, there were a lot of contraband, and there was hemp underneath, which was a lot of money.

Just thinking about it.

There were dark shadows outside, including Ah San's, Chinese, and Vietnamese.

Soon, the matter of Li Zongxun's warehouse was exposed, and a large group of people were eyeing here with their ideas.

Li Zongxun received the phone call and felt bitter, "Li Zishu has found it, damn it!" Through the report of the surrounding dark sentinels, he was sure that it was Li Zishu, but now, Mapo District has intervened, and there is still a group of hungry wolves around.

"Call for support immediately."

Kowloon Village, destined to be sleepless tonight, the jacket mobilized all the manpower to move the goods.

Lee Jong-hoon's subordinate Kim Eun-sung arrived with dozens of younger brothers.

The two sides met at the gate of the freezer, and then there was a series of Assi. Hundreds of people fought together.

Half an hour later, under the moonlight, the jacket was covered with blood, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and the little brother next to him fell to the ground.

The other party was not much better, Kim Eunseong had a nosebleed, his teeth were out, he was holding a bat in his hand, and he was looking at the other side.

"Golden boy, today's piece of fat is settled in Mapo District."

"Idiot, what are you, don't even think about leaving today. This is the big brother's thing, and no one wants to take a gram away without the permission of the big brother. ”

Both guys looked at each other at the same time.

I heard a male voice outside.

"They're not good, whoever grabs it counts!"

Cao Nima's Plum Book!

Not gone yet!

That's a must, Li Zishu stood by the car, smoking a cigarette.

"I don't have any interest in this shipment."

The words fell, and a large number of dark shadows around walked up.

Ah San Vietnamese and Chinese formed an alliance, and hundreds of people surrounded the entire freezer.

"!" The jacket's eyes are green, how can I say that I am also helping you! Are you yin me?

Kim Eun-sung heard Li Zishu's voice, and his whole person was not good.

This cargo pit is very.

Fangs carry assault rifles with men.

Although there were not many people, the hundreds of people around did not dare to step forward.

"Boss, are you telling the truth?" A San asked cautiously.

Several ethnic Chinese also looked grim.

"Come out and mix, pay attention to integrity, am I short of this money? If you want it, use your strength to grab it, I'm just watching, whoever grabs it will be counted. ”

The three ethnic groups glanced at each other.

At the same time, whistling, hundreds of people rushed to the freezer with sticks.

"Li Zishu, I'm Cao Nima!"

The jacket was in pain, "Golden boy, if we don't join forces, we'll all have to lie here tonight." ”

Kim Eun Cheng nodded. "It's not possible to join forces, they are more than three times as many as us."

"Fight!"

The two nodded at the same time, and their brothers also stopped one by one and waited for the battle.

Fangs stood to the side, smiling.

"Boss, do you want to call the police?"

"I'll talk about it when the fight starts. Did we deal with the pistol we just used? ”

"Wiped clean."

"Where's the bullet?"

"Unloaded. I kept one. ”

Watching hundreds of people beat each other, Li Zishu smiled again, "Throw the pistol in." ”

"Hehe, they thought the boss wouldn't call the police because we were the ones who killed people in the first place."

"That's right, but they forgot that there's no surveillance here. You can call the police now. ”

Fangs smiled and picked up the phone, it's really yin.

After speaking, Li Zishu put on his gloves and picked up his used pistol. A handful was thrown into the freezer.

"The weapon is coming, whoever picks it up counts!"

It's a plum book again.

Then, I saw a poof, and something landed in the clearing. The person on the side bowed his head.

Fake! Pistol. That's it. Li Zishu's grandson is too ruthless, there are not enough people who are afraid of death, right?

"Arch fire, this is arch fire!" Kim Eun-sung shouted.

"Shut up, grab the gun." The jacket said as he rushed out, waving his bat.

A man was knocked down with a bang, and a dark figure on the side picked up a pistol.

"Haha, boss, I got it."

When the jacket saw that the big man under his command grabbed it, he looked overjoyed, "Kill them!" ”

Dahan immediately turned hideous, "Axi, go die!" "Bang!

The gunshots rang out, and the whole Kowloon Village was in chaos, and now the silencer was lowered, and the gunshots could be heard even from a long distance.

A San fell, and the people around him were stunned, the deterrent power of firearms was not comparable to that of a blade at all.

"Little wretched, suffer death!"

The big man raised his arm, and everyone subconsciously retreated. At this moment, he is the king, "Accept the wrath from Mapo-gu, bastards, give me a shiver." ”

Click!

The big man picked up the pistol and looked at it.

"Damn it, no bullets!"

The three major ethnic groups on the side, "Kill this miscellaneous piece." "For a while, everyone ran towards the big man, and whoever told you to pretend to be forced was the one who beat you.

Whoosh!

A few more pistols were thrown in.

Everyone was stunned again, there are a lot of guns, can you grab them? That has to be robbed.

Scuffles broke out in several places.

Kim Eun-seong's men grabbed a handful. "Damn Ah San, Lao Tzu is going to kill you today!"

Bang! Click!

Then there was no then, except for one person who was knocked down, and the others touched their bodies and found that they were fine.

Kim Eun-sung's men immediately shouted, "I was wrong! ”

"Kill him!"

A large crowd of people chased around one.

The same thing started to happen over and over again.

Bang!

Bang!

Then he was beaten up to vent his anger, the pistol didn't seem to be so fragrant, and Li Zishu was a bastard and didn't give bullets at all.

Six died.

That's right, six, and one more.

Li Zishu smiled, "The gun is coming!" ”

The person who heard the sound this time dodged away in an instant, the pistol fell to the ground, and no one picked it up at all. Just a loaded bullet has a hairy use.

The three major ethnic groups were not fooled, so they didn't rob it this time, and the leader yelled, "Don't care about the pistol, kill them!" ”

Bang!

The jacket was picked up, it was really badly injured, and the physical strength was not enough, and the gun was always better than the bat, and a shot was a shot.

"He didn't have bullets and killed the boss of Mapo." After saying that, Ah San rushed up with a dagger.

Bang!

The second shot went off!

The jacket froze.

Everyone around was stunned.

And bullets.

"It doesn't matter, he has limited bullets, and he will soon run out of everyone."

"Really? Who wants to die? I do have limited bullets, but I'll fight the most arrogant one. The jacket was carrying a gun and looked at Vietnam Boy viciously.

No one is not afraid of death, even if there are so many bullets, no one wants to be a living Lei Feng.

If you die, you have nothing, and you can still grab money while you are alive.

For a while, everyone began to confront each other.

The jacket breathed a sigh of relief, and stood in the middle with a gun, full of spirit to point out the country.

"Who dares to go up? You, it's not you, it's still you, come on, whoever goes up and I'll kill him. ”

After speaking, he raised his gun and pointed it at the opposite side.

"No bullets!"

Plum book, especially plum book!

"Believe it or not, you bastard! Who believes in him? Whoever is going to try it. The jacket looked calm.

That's right, no one can believe Li Zishu, this bastard is arching the fire.

The three major ethnic groups did not move.

The jacket looked smugly, "yes, I can't trust him." How could the magazine be filled with only one, a total of two, he was obviously full of bullets, misleading you. This thing is a pitfall. After saying that, the fingers were forced.

Click!

The whole scene was quiet!

"I am a man, but honesty is the foundation." Li Zishu lit a cigarette.

"you plum book! I'm sorry, I was wrong. The jacket was about to cry, threw the pistol in his hand, turned and ran.

"Kill this bastard, hack him to death first."

(End of chapter)