"Gandhi! What on earth are you going to do!"

Seeing the gunmen rushing out, Guohua's face paled even more, and he shouted the same words at Gandhi again in an uncontrollable manner, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Gandhi, if there is anything we can't talk about, why should our brothers use knives or guns?" The nigger tried his best to sound calm, but his voice was trembling.

No matter how awesome or glorious the boss is, he will still tremble when the gun is pointed at him.

Especially since Gandhi fired so many guns, this shows that tonight will definitely not end easily.

Wen Zheng, the youngest, repeatedly echoed: "Yes, yes, brother Gandhi, if you have anything to ask your people to put down their guns in advance, it can be easily discussed by everyone."

At the table, only Ni Yongxiao could maintain his composure on the surface, staring at Gandhi expressionlessly, but it was unclear whether he was that calm in his heart.

"What am I going to do?" Gandhi stood up with a sneer, then suddenly and angrily grabbed an ashtray and hit Guohua on the head, causing blood to spatter: "What am I going to do? I'm going to do your mother! You are carrying her on your back.

I sleep with my wife, do you feel good? Do you feel good? She has been taken care of by me, now I will send you to accompany her!"

He was cursing and hitting hard at the same time.

"Gandhi, Gandhi, listen to me, it was your wife who seduced me!" Guohua fell to the ground. He defended himself with a face full of fear, and blood was dripping on his forehead and face.

The nigger kicked him, pointed at him and yelled: "Okay! Guohua, you are riding a horse and sleeping with your brother's woman! It's a shame that Gandhi and I treat you as a life and death brother, you really deserve to die, you deserve to die! Gandhi, don't worry."

, I will definitely be on your side tonight."

"Wow!" Gandhi directly picked up the hot pot and poured it on the black man's face. The black man screamed and fell to the ground, with big blisters appearing on his skin.

"Stand with me? You think I don't know about you riding a horse and swallowing my goods?" Gandhi looked around with a venomous look on his face and yelled: "You are all riding a horse and treating me like a fool!"

"Gandhi, Brother Gandhi, please have mercy on me. It was my lard that deceived your heart. I will return the goods to you. No, I will pay double, double." The nigger ignored the pain in his body and got up and knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

beg for mercy.

Wen Zheng was sweating profusely. He looked at Gandhi with his mouth twitching and said, "Brother Gandhi, I... I have not sorry for you. Tonight has nothing to do with me... right?"

He felt that he was simply a disaster.

"Wow, it's so lively. You come to my place to eat hot pot and you don't say hello to me?" Big D walked in with his men casually, half of them stayed outside, and closed the rolling shutter door of the hot pot restaurant.

There are no windows and the only door is closed. In an instant, the hot pot restaurant becomes a closed independent space. The atmosphere makes people feel depressed and difficult to breathe.

Ni Yongxiao finally spoke, looked at Gandhi and said: "You have been wronged, and I can make the decision for you, but it is wrong for you to collude with outsiders."

"Pah!" Big D slapped him in the face with his backhand and sneered: "Throwing yourself into the street, why are you showing off when your death is imminent?"

"What are you doing!" Han Chen turned his gun and pointed it at Big D, then turned to care about Ni Yongxiao: "Mr. Ni."

"I'm fine." Ni Yongxiao wiped the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said calmly.

Gandhi looked at Ni Yongxiao and sneered: "You make the decision for me? Mother Ganlin, aren't you just relying on these two excuses to threaten Guohua and the niggas? You still think I am a fool? Am I so easy to deceive!"

Ni Yongxiao's heart suddenly sank. He knew that he might have a narrow escape from death today, but he couldn't understand how Gandhi knew these things.

"How did you know?" Ni Yongxiao turned to look at Big D. He could only have told Gandhi.

Big D put his hands on his hips and laughed: "Ni Yongxiao, I can only blame you for offending someone who shouldn't be offended."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was like the old Riddler. He seemed to answer, but he didn't seem to answer anything.

"Big D, let Mr. Ni go, I will give you the land in Tsim Sha Tsui." Han Chen was sweating like rain, holding the gun and pointing it at Big D, his palms were already covered with sweat.

Like Ni Yongxiao, he didn't think there would be any danger tonight, so he only brought a gun.

Big D looked at him with silly eyes: "Are you stupid or am I stupid? If I kill you, your territory will be mine too! I don't like to eat what comes from outside, I just like to do it myself. You will all die today."

After the words fell, he took a step back with a smile and asked a few younger brothers to stand in front of him: "Shoot, you have a gun, we have a dozen, let's see who dies first."

Han Chen was in a dilemma for a while.

"Kill him!" Big D suddenly ordered.

"Bang bang bang!"

I don’t know who fired first. Han Chen was shot in the chest and back at the same time. His body staggered a few times, and then he staggered to the ground and twitched to death.

When Guohua saw this, he wanted to pick up Han Chen's gun. Big D grabbed the knife from his younger brother's hand, stepped forward and slashed it hard. There was a burst of blood, and Guohua's hand was cut off from the wrist.

broken.

"Ahhhh!" Guohua screamed in agony, and the broken bone was stained red with blood in the blink of an eye.

"Kick them to death!" Big D laughed, wiped the blood from his face, and walked straight towards Ni Yongxiao. Ni Yongxiao subconsciously wanted to hide, but was stabbed in the back first.

Gandhi chased Guohua with a knife, and while he was slashing, he cursed: "You idiot, how dare you sleep with my wife."

"Gandhi, Brother Gandhi, please spare your life! Ah!" Guohua fled in a panic, but his back was exposed to Gandhi, and he was stabbed repeatedly until he fell.

After hacking Guohua to death, Gandhi threw the knife to the bewildered Wen Zheng: "Kill the nigger, and the Ni family's business will belong to you and me from now on. Make your own choice."

This was something he had discussed with Big D beforehand. After Guohua, Niigai, Han Chen, and Ni Yongxiao all died, he alone could not stabilize the situation, so he had to rope in Wen Zheng to prevent Guohua and the others from counterattacking.

.

Wen Zheng caught the knife and turned to look at the nigger.

"No! No!" The nigger shook his head and backed away. Then he turned around and threw himself at the rolling shutter door, smashing it and yelling: "Help! Help... ah!"

After the rolling shutter door was pulled down, Big D's younger brothers had already cleared the area outside, so it was useless even if he shouted for help, let alone calling for help.

The hot pot restaurant was in chaos. The sound of a machete cutting through flesh and blood continued to sound, and plasma splashed. After a few minutes, the sounds inside stopped and calm returned.

Everyone was dead, and only Ni Yongxiao was still lingering. His white shirt was soaked with blood, and he could barely breathe. He held the table with one hand and shook it like a candle in the wind.

"Brother Luo said you scared him this morning." Big D stepped forward and put his arms around Ni Yongxiao's neck, whispered in his ear, and at the same time stabbed the long knife in his hand into his abdomen and bit him.

The teeth were twisted a few times.

Ni Yongxiao spurted out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground with unwillingness and shock in his eyes, and died completely.

"Clean it up." Big D stood up, took out Zhang Baijuan and wiped the blood stains on his hands and said lightly.

"Yes, boss."

Big D, Wen Zheng, and Gandhi left first from the back door.

The younger brothers stayed behind to clean up the scene.

When the rolling shutter door opened again, the body inside had disappeared and the blood on the ground was washed away. It was as if everything had never happened.

But after tonight, there are three less powerful figures in the arena and a rising star who is supposed to be on the rise.

Heisehui, if you don’t kill me today, I will kill you tomorrow. In this world, bad guys want to be in power every day, and bosses are hacked to death every day.

Regardless of whether you are a long-established big shot or a bad guy who just debuted, as long as you don't jump out of the cesspit of Heisehui, you are destined to have no good end.
Chapter completed!