"Crack!"

The lightning passing through the sky, the rainwater is even larger .. The accumulated water on the ground slowly flows through a corpse, the blood red brought up, and the stains of the water on the ground.

Go, the battle in this heavy rain is still continuing, but it is close to the end.

The members of the Xinglong Club, no matter how bloody fighting, can't hold the joining of the three big gangs of the other party. Gradually ... The situation has basically reached a point where it is not retained.

The only thing left is Na Xinglong Night Club.

Because, this is the place where Chen Ming started, and the many business on this underworld started from here. Therefore, the security forces and weapons in this place are the most storage.

□ □ □. He just carried it and kept it.

Liu Laoliu trembled in frightened, and the whole person's leg seemed to be completely disappointed. He raised his head, stood on the second floor and opened the corner of the curtain, and looked outside.

At first glance, I was so frightened that there was no direct urine pants. The outside was dense, all kinds of people and sword lights, looking at it, almost all the roads to the Xinglong Club!

"Damn! What is Chen Ming doing this? The Xinglong meeting is about to finish playing! Don't appear?" Liu Lao Liu was so angry that the whole person couldn't help but yell.

However, the words of this guy just finished speaking, a yellow -haired boy on the side grabbed his hand. When the guy hadn't reacted yet, a heavy and cold thing was directly stuffed into his hand to go to his hands.

Then, then

Liu Laoliu turned his head and looked at it. He suddenly saw a black paint pistol, which was so scared that he almost changed his face.

Is that weapon to fight?

"Lao Liu! If you can't carry it, you can also kill the enemy!" The Huang Mao boy covered his belly with a toilet paper and murmured it.

The guy has been seriously injured. At this moment, a deep -visible scar is scarred. Even if it is blocked with toilet paper, the paper is stained.

"Hey, I said it was wrong! Dajiang, Lao Tzu is a leg runner, not a combatant. You let me mention weapons and fighting, not my life!"

The gun in his hand stuffed him back again.

"I said the sixth! Do n’t know how to do it. Now the Xinglong Association has reached the juncture of life and death. Everyone has obligations to fight. If the other party is killed, your old boy even a gun is a gun.

No, just wait to be chopped to death! "The yellow hair called Dajiang turned a white eye, and said," I see your old talents give you a gun, not let you carry the knife, even if it is

Yes! "

As soon as he heard him, Liu Laoliu hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and picked the gun over. The Dajiang saw him like this, nodded, and said with satisfaction: "That's right!"

After speaking, this guy is going to leave. Then Liu Lao Liu held a pistol and hesitated for a long time. Running quickly, he dragged his arm, and said in a scared look: "I said Dajiang!
Chapter completed!