Chapter 790 Seven Inch Bamboo Xiao

Chapter 790 Seven Inch Bamboo Xiao

Lao Gong smiled noncommittally, glanced at the proud leader of the Green Gang, and said calmly: "You are so resolute, I will sit until the sunset, but I also tell you, today we are like this, who dares to walk out of the gang before seven o'clock, Lao Tzu will inevitably twist his head!" ”

This time, the police leader spoke, a smile rose on the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to stop the speech of the leader of the green gang, and said lightly: "Then it's decided, before seven o'clock, no one can go out of the Hou living room, and you can't make trouble for me, and after you sit down until seven o'clock, we will escort you on the road." ”

The leader of the Qinggang nodded, his task is not to let Qimen rest, so it is also a good way to sit here, anyway, they didn't eat or drink, and if they tossed the noise again, it is estimated that these three thousand Qimen will be impetuous, even if they are not shot by the police, they will be exhausted during the decisive battle.

After seeing the leader of the Green Gang nodding, Lao Gong lazily leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, and the disciples of the Green Gang hurriedly chatted and shouted when they saw this, and the voice was so loud that even the police frowned slightly, but the Qimen brothers didn't care, they took out a special soft plug from their pockets and put it in their ears, and the entire world suddenly became quiet.

The face of the leader of the Green Gang changed color slightly, and he waved his hand to make his subordinates make a loud noise, and it didn't take long for the entire waiting room to be noisy like killing pigs, and the sound was about to lift the roof, but the Qimen brothers slept peacefully and sweetly, not to mention that there were heavily armed policemen watching next to them, and I believe that the Green Gang would not take the opportunity to sneak attack.

The noise of the Green Gang did not interfere with Qimen, but it made more than 100 policemen angry, and the hands of several policemen holding guns were trembling, because of the reaction of suppressing anger, the police leader finally couldn't hold it back, took out the police gun and pointed it at the leader of the Green Gang, and roared angrily: "He *** shut up, the noise is dead!" ”

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, as well as the trembling hands, the leader of the Green Gang couldn't stop chuckling in his heart, and hurriedly waved his hand to stop the noise, and the two thousand people saw the gesture and suddenly became quiet, and then the entire world became completely quiet, even the Green Gang felt that they couldn't stand it after making a lot of noise just now.

The police leader calmed down a little anger and said coldly: "Tell your subordinates to settle down, lest we be disturbed by the noise and cause the gun to go off, and then your two thousand people will become two thousand corpses, don't believe my words, just try, the order we received, the troublemakers, will be killed!" ”

At the same time, he had two police officers lock the door.

Looking at the policemen who were killed, the leader of the Green Gang could only sigh softly.

Lao Gong led the Qimen to sleep peacefully, he knew in his heart that as long as he slept for two, everyone's energy would be restored, and then it would be enough to fight against the Green Gang, squinting his eyes and sweeping the still proud Green Gang, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly, still stepping on the ghost gate but not knowing at all, ridiculous.

When it was nearly five o'clock, Lao Gong and the others all woke up, saw that the Green Gang was gnawing bread, stretched their waists, and then smiled badly, took out the phone and dialed the number, and hung up after a few words, and not long after, someone knocked on the door to deliver food, and the police acquiesced after looking at each other.

After all, this is the last dinner of the year.

The leaders of the Green Gang couldn't stop being surprised, Yun Na is the world of the Green Gang, who dares to send food to the Green Gang? Moreover, they have already strictly ordered the surrounding restaurants and convenience stores not to provide food and water to Qimen, otherwise they will not be merciful in demolishing shops and killing people, how can anyone still deliver food under such intimidation?

But the continuous lunch boxes were sent in, Lao Gong also opened the lid of the box proudly, the chicken thighs and roasted pork ribs were impressive, and there was half a bowl of ginseng stewed black chicken soup, the quality of the food made them stunned, and the Qinggang wanted to identify who and which restaurant, but found that there was no mark.

Lao Gong knew how to behave, and asked people to bring dinner to the policemen who suppressed both sides, and the police leader took it over after a slight push, after all, he was tired from duty for most of the day, so he followed the Qimen brothers to eat and drink, but the two thousand Qing Gang members held bread and mineral water in a daze, and got angry.

A Green Gang asked for a crowd: "Big brother, can we also order food?" ”

Several cronies and gangsters also looked at the leader of the green gang with blank eyes.

After all, I still have to sit for two hours, after all, the smell of people's food is fragrant.

The leader of the Green Gang secretly scolded to find out the restaurant that provided food and smashed it to a pulp, and at the same time reluctantly called Shen Shizhuo for instructions, of course he didn't dare to say that his noisy action failed, anyway, Qimen became dead people after a few years, and it didn't matter if it interfered with their spirit and state.

Shen Shizhuo was also slightly surprised after knowing the situation of the road, but he couldn't think so much about the big war, all his energy was on the four thousand gangs, and he was very impatient with the trivial things at the train station, and after telling them to keep an eye on Qimen and continue to interfere, he asked the leader of the Green Gang to order food to eat.

With Shen Shizhuo's approval, the leader of the Green Gang also picked a restaurant to call over, this move was very inspiring to help the people's hearts, and it didn't take long for the lunch box to be delivered, with fish-flavored shredded meat, and a bowl of pork ribs and kelp soup, so they also ate with a sigh of drinking, of course, out of contempt for the police, they did not honor them.

Seeing them eat so happily, Lao Gong showed an indescribable smile.

Deluxe wings in a private clubhouse.

Cen Yihu rested on the chair, a little more energy has a better chance of winning, and suddenly the door was knocked lightly, so he said lightly: "Come in!" ”

Wu Dong, the leader of the Shouhua gang, walked in.

Although the room was brightly lit, Cen Yihu, who had a cold expression, gave people a cold feeling that he couldn't see his face clearly, as if his body was shrouded in a dark aura, even Wu Dong had a terrible reaction that the blood stopped flowing at the moment he approached Cen Yihu's side, so his expression became more and more respectful.

Cen Yihu's five fingers of his right hand pinched the darts and played with them, as if he was never tireless, the darts fluttered and danced like a happy elf, and only spoke again after a while: "How are things going?" ”

Wu Dong responded respectfully: "The two thousand Qing Gang members have eaten our food!" ”

Cen Yihu chuckled slightly, raised his right hand and shot out, hitting the bullseye behind the door.

At six o'clock, a soft breeze blows.

At sunset, a barren mountain with few people populated, a few crows swept up.

The white-clothed fluttering sky-breaking eerie flashed out, and his direction was facing the woods.

But he walked from behind, walking unhurriedly, but the sound of footsteps was clearly visible, Wan Jianma moved from front to back, his eyes flashed with a thick murderous intrigue, his right hand was already pressed on the hilt of the knife, as long as Potian got close to find their whereabouts, he would jump out of the woods and thunder to kill.

Potian's expression was not shocked, his shining eyes were as white as a kind of ghost fire, and he stopped three meters away from the woods, still didn't make a sound, but turned around and prepared to leave, his actions made Wan Jianma slightly surprised, and he didn't understand whether Potian had found the whereabouts of the Green Gang.

When he was stunned, Potian walked out two meters again, Wan Jianma swallowed his saliva, his eyes shot murderous intent, and ordered the two cronies beside him: "Regardless of whether this guy finds us or not, for the sake of safety, we must kill him, you two catch up and kill him now, move quickly." ”

The two cronies nodded, picked up their knives and threw themselves at the sky.

Potian didn't seem to hear any movement, still looking up at the sunset, the two machetes glittered in the afterglow, when the light of the machetes became sharply elongated, he shook his head helplessly and turned slowly, his hands just right to pinch the throats of the two green gang members, the action was simple but beautiful.

With a slight strain in their hands, the heads of the two gangsters hung down.

The machete falls to the ground, and the life is extinguished!

Potian didn't turn around and leave, but whispered faintly towards the woods: "Come out!" ”

He didn't shout out in a high voice, but the five hundred people in the woods could hear it clearly, and Wan Jianma, who was close to watching the battle, was even more shocked, they couldn't imagine that this guy not only discovered their whereabouts, but also dared to kill the two brothers in seconds, Wan Jianma suddenly understood in his heart that Breaking the Sky must have come prepared.

Thinking of this, he jumped out of the dense woods, followed by more than a dozen gangs, anyway, this is behind the woods, and it is difficult to see things happen in the decisive battle, so he wants to personally kill the unknown origin of the sky, not only to avenge the two brothers, but also to hide his whereabouts.

As soon as the sky broke on everyone's face, it was fixed on Wan Jianma's face in an instant, even if there were five hundred people wearing the same costume, he didn't need to look at it a second time to recognize who was the leader among them, so he said coldly: "You are the one who is the leader?" What are you going to do with the sneaky? ”

Wan Jianma's bronze face showed a hideous look, but he didn't speak, he liked to use a knife to express his will, so he took a few steps forward and jumped in the air, the shining war knife was wrapped in endless murderous aura and surged towards Breaking Heaven, the battle intent was monstrous and intertwined with domineering moves, he believed that he could cut off Breaking Heaven's head.

Breaking the sky as calm as a stone carving, staring at Wan Jianma's huge body that rushed obliquely, holding the bamboo flute that flashed out in his right hand, the whole world seemed to change suddenly, and the sensitivity of his senses was increasing by multiples, not only could he accurately calculate and grasp the details of Wan Jianma's every action, but also clearly know how he would win.

Two meters away, the two exchanged glances.

In an instant, Wan Jianma was afraid in his heart.

He had been intimidated by his cold composure.

At this moment, the seven-inch bamboo flute drew a wonderful almost magical trajectory in the air, embedded in Wan Jianma's thousands of knife shadows, Wan Jianma was surprised to find that the heavy war knife was actually dotted on the back of the knife by the seven-inch dead branch and could not move, and he was shocked and hurriedly drew the knife back to defend the vital point.

Breaking the sky, he jumped up and flew above Wan Jianma, and the seven-inch bamboo flute attacked down like a storm, Wan Jianma tried his best to move his sword to resist in horror, but he was killed by the fierce attack of the other party, sweating, and couldn't stop retreating, and the seven-inch bamboo flute stabbed like a long eye.

Retreat, never fast in progress.