"It's Xinlianying Chen Yaoqing who sent you on the road!"

Blocking by the steps of the ferry, he turned over and slashed Ah Qiang's men with guns, Chen Yaoqing looked at those Thais with a knife.

A dozen of his men also carried knives down the steps to the platform of the ferry, blocking the Thais.

With the sea on three sides and the stairs on the other, the Thais have no place to run.

"We are the people of Pamper, Thailand."

The leading Thai shouted out his origin in awkward Cantonese in an attempt to negotiate with Chen Yaoqing.

"Don't say it's Pan Bo, even if Pan Tao comes, he will die today!"

Chen Yaoqing slashed when he raised the knife, and he didn't ink with the other party at all.

This time, he took over this matter, so he must do it cleanly, otherwise why would Brother Luo hand over all the four sections of Women's Street to him?

With a slash, the leading Thai just dodged sideways, and then raised his knee and pressed it directly on Chen Yaoqing's stomach.

Taking a few steps back, Chen Yaoqing rubbed his stomach, and then slashed horizontally at the other party's chest.

He knew that this Thai was a practitioner, but the other party had no weapons now, and he should still have the upper hand.

Chen Yaoqing faced the leading Thai, and the rest of the fighters found other opponents.

More than a dozen against a few people, even if the opponent's skills are generally better than the beaters brought by Chen Yaoqing, but there are too many knives, and no matter how hard the whip legs of these Thais are, they can't be as hard as machetes.

Chen Yaoqing slashed one after another, but the opponent's skills were very flexible. If the place wasn't too small, it is estimated that the other party would have run away long ago.

Suddenly, Chen Yaoqing screamed, and the machete in his hand was snatched away by the other party by breaking his little thumb.

Holding his broken little thumb, Chen Yaoqing took a few steps back and distanced himself from the other party. In just a few rounds, Chen Yaoqing faced this Muay Thai master and was defeated.

With the machete in his hand, the Thai glanced at his companions who had been beheaded, cursed a Thai word in his mouth, and rushed towards Chen Yaoqing.

He could already see that this guy was the leader of this group of white shirts, and beheading this bastard was revenge for his companion.

Bang... Bang... Bang!

After three gunshots in a row, the leading Thai looked at Chen Yaoqing with a gun aimed at him with a gun on the other side with an incredulous expression.

He touched the blood flowing from the bullet hole in his chest with his hand, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

With a sigh of relief, the guy propped up the ground with a machete and staggered a few steps in the direction of Chen Yaoqing.

Chen Yaoqing immediately retreated to the steps, and the black star in his hand pointed at the other party's head this time.

Fortunately, the Thai in the lead is not a superhuman physique, and the three bullets just now passed through his chest and opened three wounds the size of ping-pong balls in his back.

If you can continue to walk two steps, you can already count the other party's physical fitness as very good.

Chen Yaoqing was relieved to see that the other party finally lay down. After the boat with the fish head came over, Chen Yaoqing threw over a stack of cash and said:

"Brother Luo said, send these people back to Thailand, just say it's a gift from the doctor to the bastard behind these guys."

Yu Toubiao's subordinates put away the Hong Kong dollars, smiled and led people to jump on the ferry platform, and began to pack up the corpses.

And Chen Yaoqing took his subordinates back to the alley just now.

Tearing open a shirt and tying his broken little finger to his ring finger, Chen Yaoqing looked at Ah Qiang, who was being beaten by Ah Cong.

"Brother Qiang, you gave us Brother Luo's gift, Brother Luo said that he liked it very much."

Chen Yaoqing took a machete from his subordinates and walked to Ah Qiang, who had a blue nose and swollen face.

"You don't talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes, our boss is talking about numbers, and you don't talk about morality and ...... when you attack me."

Ah Qiang reluctantly opened a slit in his bruised eyes, wiped the nosebleed, and shouted at Chen Yaoqing.

"Counting?" Chen Yaoqing bent his knees and pressed them directly against Cuong's chest. The tremendous force caused the other party to cough loudly against the wall.

Call~

It's comfortable.

Chen Yaoqing looked at Ah Qiang's subordinates who were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands.

He threw the machete in his hand and said, "Kill this one on the street, and I will spare your life." When you go back, remember to help Brother Luo bring a message to the four eyes. ”

"Brother Luo said, Lin Kun can't keep him for long, let him know each other and hand over what Brother Luo wants, otherwise it will ......."

Pointing to the rotten boys on the ground who were swept to death by submachine guns, Chen Yaoqing's meaning was self-evident.

A few of Cuong's men slowly lowered their arms, looked at the machete that had been thrown in front of them, and then reached for it as they spoke.

Seeing this scene, Ah Qiang immediately scolded: "I am your eldest brother, you swore in front of Guan Erye, and you should be careful of the five thunders ...... the next offense." ”

"What the are you going to do? Don't you talk about morality at all when you come out, behead your eldest brother, you don't have a good end, you can't die well...... Ah~ah..."

One of Cuong's men was one step ahead of the others and took the lead in picking up the machete.

Ignoring Ah Qiang, who was grinding and chirping, he directly inserted a knife into the other party's stomach, and the remaining little brothers immediately followed.

When the first person let go of his hand, he immediately filled the position, pulled out the machete, and inserted it again.

After all the rotten boys in the pile of five righteous words were turned, Ah Qiang had already fallen to the ground, his eyes were very wide, and while his mouth was bleeding, he was still muttering: "You can't die well..., you don't talk about morality...... I can't die well...... ”

Mong Kok.

Outside the door of Liangkun's film and television company.

Silly Qiang opened the car door and made a very perfunctory invitation to the mouse Bing.

"If you don't leave, I'm afraid you'll die at the door of our company."

Seeing that the mouse Bing was looking behind him in a daze and couldn't get into the car, Silly Qiang was immediately unhappy.

Just look at his nickname to know who he is, stupid and strong, with a bad head. So as soon as he opened his mouth, he almost killed the rat half to death.

But now he didn't have time to deal with Silly Qiang, because across the street stood hundreds of people in white shirts with machetes, staring at this side quietly.

And the subordinates brought by Mouse Bing, except for a few who entered the film and television company with him, the rest were tied to the railing on the side of the street with cable ties.

Silly Qiang finally found out that something was wrong, and followed the gaze of the mouse Bing.

When I saw the scene across the street, I immediately grinned.

He closed the car door casually, looked at Mouse Bing with a smile, and said, "Brother Kun asked me to send you back, but now it seems that there is no need for it." You play with them slowly, and I'll go back and find a horse to relax. ”

After finishing speaking, he knocked away the mouse in front of him with his shoulder, and walked back to the film and television company with his arms dangling.

"Hey, don't mess the door!"

In the upstairs window of the film and television company, Liangkun threw down the cigarette butt and closed the window again after shouting.

This is the crossroads, and the white shirts of the new Lianying are not their own territory.

didn't come to block the door, he was already a mad dog Luo to save face.

(End of chapter)