Chapter 93 Luo Xiaoniu: Take a deep breath, dizziness is normal

Originally, in their understanding, club fighting was just about swords and sticks, but these people in front of them actually all had firearms.

Looking at the bloody hole on Fat Man Biao's body, Ating suddenly understood that the three of him were just discarded chess pieces.

So this time grandpa's real target is Luo, the God of Wealth in Mong Kok.

Thinking of this, Ating couldn't help but take a breath.

Grandpa’s game of chess was very big, but everything was under the control of others.

"No, the boss is in danger!"

A Ting suddenly thought of something and shouted to A Xiang and A Dong beside him.

"Sure enough, the boss is right. You are indeed very smart and your brain is very useful, but you just use it in the wrong place!"

Guili Mao looked at Ating's performance and couldn't help but praise him.

"It's okay, this way the blood will flow slower, so you can watch them accompany you, and you won't be alone on the road!"

Every month, the fees he charges in these three streets are very small, but the remaining money they have to lose to themselves at the card table.

Su Wenluo hung up the phone, and Ailian slowly opened her eyes.

Before A Dong and A Xiangzi could react, they were also thrown into the gasoline barrel.

Yaowen also stood up.

This is also a rule for him to collect protection fees.

"Very good. You go back and have a rest early. Tomorrow, the bosses of those two streets will appoint the company to sign a contract!"

"Ailian, tell me, why are you doing this?"

The next day, there was another big storm in the world. Su Wenluo planted his flag in Yau Ma Tei overnight and wiped out Heng Kee's place.

Immediately afterwards, the mixer started running and cement mortar began to be poured.

However, the next second, a bullet penetrated his eyebrow.

At night, a large ship quickly headed towards the high seas.

"Hu!"

"Three bosses, thank you for your cooperation. Don't worry, we keep our word. All the money you should pay this year will be waived!"

A moment later, a dozen Hengji horses rolled on the ground wailing while holding their broken arms.

In this way, he can save a large part of the fees he pays to the society every month.

"Brothers, copy the guy, someone is destroying the place!"

Behind Guili Mao's Bentley, a commercial vehicle followed.

Ating ran towards Guili Mao and took out the fruit knife when he was still a few meters away.

But looking at Yaowen's look, it was obvious that he was still not satisfied.

Then he very considerately covered the wound with one of Yaowen's hands.

"Why bother!"

While talking, three new gasoline barrels were pushed out, and Ating's body was thrown into the gasoline barrels, along with the blood stain on the ground.

Guili Mao said, patted Ating's shoulder, then got in the car and left.

Ating looked at Guili Mao's leaving figure, and then looked at the dozen or so burly men in black suits around him.

Looking at the large scarlet birthmark on Luo Xiaoniu's face, Yaowen remembered who the person in front of him was.

Seeing a dozen burly men rushing in wearing stab-proof clothing and holding swing sticks in their hands, all the mazai who were still playing mahjong drew out their weapons.

When Luo Xiaoniu pushed the door open, five horse boys appeared around the corner and dragged the five people who fell to the ground away.

"Boss, I've taken care of it here!" Guili Mao dialed Su Wenluo's number in the car.

"Old Gui Min asked you to come here and gave you a lot of promises, but you forgot that this is Mong Kok!"

Su Wenluo took out the handcuffs from the drawer and locked Ailian's hands on the railing at the end of the bed.

"It's you!"

"You are the one who let you in!"

After Luo Xiaoniu finished all this, he looked at the three bosses who were hiding and shivering, and showed his big white teeth:

The three bosses shook their heads. This time they lost two months of management fees.

"My strokes are really smooth, give me money quickly! Give me money!"

Even though they shouted loudly, they didn't want to die.

"I've seen you, in Kowloon Walled City, and I saw you in the audience that day!"

Putting Yaowen on the ground, Luo Xiaoniu pulled out the butterfly knife.

Luo Xiaoniu pushed open the door of the private room and saw Yaowen collecting money.

Looking at Su Wenluo in front of her, she slowly crawled over again.

Luo Xiaoniu has arrived in front of Yaowen.

However, the cement mortar still buried them both.

Ating decided to give it a try.

"Brother, you look a little unfamiliar!"

As he spoke, he tilted Yaowen's head and faced the direction of the battle at the door.

Yaowen opened his hand and faced the three bosses around him.

The butterfly knife seemed to have a soul in Luo Xiaoniu's hand, and it passed by the necks of five people.

Luo Xiaoniu didn't even raise his head, a butterfly knife appeared in his hand.

Thinking of Yaowen's care for his mother after her death.

However, the next second, the door of the mahjong parlor was opened directly from the outside with a pickup truck.

Luo Xiaoniu slowly hugged Yaowen's neck with one hand and said:

After saying that, he stopped looking at the three of them and entered the battlefield again.

With Luo Xiaoniu's participation in the battle, the originally one-sided battlefield situation once again accelerated Hengji's defeat.

However, the next second, what greeted her was not Su Wenluo's passionate kiss, but the muzzle of a dark gun.

"Guili Mao!"

Guili Mao shook his head and said to Ma Zai on the side: "Keep it clean and don't make the place dirty. It will be open tomorrow!"

After saying that, he got in the car and left directly.

Luo Xiaoniu, wearing a hood, appeared in front of the mahjong parlor.

Su Wenluo held Ailian's chin with one hand, and then used a gun to pull out the blade from her mouth.

Maybe, by killing him, I can avenge my elder brother.

"Actually, even the peripheral Blue Lanterns, none of you have entered Hengji's Undersea Book. You still have options, so go back!"

The five boys who were smoking together immediately surrounded him.

What's the situation? Didn't you say let them go?

"Brother Guili said, deal with it cleanly!"

A horseman saw Luo Xiaoniu's appearance and reached out to push him.

Seeing their good brother die, A Xiang and A Dong were dumbfounded.

Some horse boys, seeing the miserable condition of their companions, dropped their knives and iron bars and ran towards the back door.

In the private room, Yaowen pushed the cards in front of him again.

Seeing someone destroying the place, the four people who were originally standing behind Yaowen rushed out at the same time.

"Take a deep breath. It's normal to feel dizzy. You'll be fine in a while!"

The next second, before he could stand up, Luo Xiaoniu's butterfly knife had already penetrated Yaowen's neck.

The mahjong pavilion was still busy, and no one paid any attention to Luo Xiaoniu who had just entered.

Luo Xiaoniu approached Yaowen step by step and said with a smile:

At the same time, it was also revealed that the Mong Kok Heng Kee property is now in the hands of Su Wenluo.

This puts many societies in Mong Kok and Yau Ma Tei at risk.

Kwun Tong, Deng Wei's mansion

"Uncle Deng, your phone number is from the old ghost Min from Hengji."

Deng Wei's personal bodyguard took the ringing phone in the living room to Deng Wei, who was sunbathing on the balcony.
Chapter completed!