Chapter 971 If you want to blame, you should also blame that person!
In the eyes of outsiders, although he is rough, it does not mean that he is a fool and has no sense of awareness.
Many years ago, on the island, he could still tell whether she had true feelings for him!
There is absolutely no way she is just trying to show off to him!
And the way Enbao had an accident that night, when she hugged him and cried in desperation, he could tell that she still had lingering feelings for him.
Yun Mo pulled out his hand hard: "I'm telling the truth. I really don't know how to make you believe it..."
He held on tightly, his eyes slid down, and he saw that in order to break free from him, she pulled out a small red mark on her wrist. Then he let go slightly, and felt a kind of helpless sadness.
Would she rather hurt herself than be touched by herself?
She took the opportunity to pull out, took a few steps back, turned around and ran away.
He refused to admit defeat and wanted to catch up, but his cell phone rang.
After listening to the next two sentences, his face changed and his steps stopped:
"Sun! Just wait there, I'll be there soon!"
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Nancheng, entertainment city.
When Long Dinghao and his subordinates arrived to pick up the car, they saw at the entrance of the entertainment city, brothers from the club and a group of people from the Chongde Gang were shouting and shouting.
On the phone, a subordinate from the entertainment city said that Zhan Kui, the leader of the Chongde Gang, brought a group of people over to drink, and then used the topic to make a scene.
The nightclub business in Tancheng is basically divided equally between the Qinglong Society and the Chongde Gang.
But in the past few years, under the leadership of Long Dinghao and with the help of the Huo Group, the nightclub business of the Qinglong Club has been booming, much better than that of the Chongde Gang.
Naturally, the Chongde Gang was unwilling.
The head Zhan Kui was not convinced and brought people to destroy the place several times.
This is not the first time this happened today.
When Long Dinghao saw that two of his brothers had lost their temper in the dispute, his expression immediately darkened and he walked up to them in a few steps.
Seeing him coming, Zhan Kui wiped away the cigarette from his fingers, blinked twice with one intact eye, and revealed a gold-encrusted tooth: "My eldest nephew is here."
He is nearly twenty years older than Long Dinghao and can be considered Long Dinghao's uncle.
Back then, he and Long Dinghao's father were fighting for territory. When the police came, Long's father was accidentally hit by a stray bullet from the police and died.
Later, he was blinded in one eye and had two legs broken by the hot-blooded Long Dinghao. Even after recovering from his injuries, he was still limping a little and had trouble walking.
Zhan Kui still remembers this account.
In recent years, the businesses of the Qinglong Society have been frequently harassed. In addition to competing for business, they are mostly out of revenge for losing an eye.
Long Dinghao punched Zhan Kui in the face: "It's your uncle!"
Zhan Kui fell backwards, but luckily he was stabilized by his subordinates.
When the members of the Chongde Gang saw their leader being beaten, they swarmed forward to fight for their lives.
Naturally, the people from the Qinglong Club were not far behind and rushed over with shouts.
The people on both sides continued to make a fuss for a while, then saw their respective bosses look down and stopped.
There must be a limit to how much trouble there is. If the police are attracted, neither party will benefit.
Zhan Kui rubbed his swollen face and spat out a mouthful of blood:
"Long Dinghao, your temper is still the same as before. Cheng, just wait. As long as our Chongde Gang is around one day, your club will never have peace in Tancheng."
As he said this, he waved his hand to indicate that he should leave.
The days are still very long, and the Qinglong Club cannot even think about having an easy time!
Long Dinghao suddenly rushed towards the backs of a group of people from the Chongde Gang like a ferocious beast. He grabbed Zhan Kui's shoulder without hesitation, pulled out some hard object, and pressed the sharp part against the opponent's waist!
Everyone in the Chongde Gang was startled, and then they wanted to rush over:
"Boss!"
"What are you doing? Let go of our boss!"
After the people of the Qinglong Club were stunned, they came to their senses and rushed over to block those people, so that Long Dinghao could perform to his fullest.
Zhan Kui felt something hurting his waist, he was afraid and hated, and his teeth were itching:
"Long Dinghao, what the hell are you doing? Do you dare to touch me? Are you afraid of getting into trouble again?"
Long Dinghao smiled sinisterly: "Don't worry if you have too many lice. Anyway, it's not the first time I'm in jail, so what are you afraid of? You, on the other hand, are blind in one eye, and your legs and feet are inconvenient. You can't bear any more defects on your body.
Right? Head Zhan?"
Zhan Kui felt a hard object pressing into his waist again, cold sweat broke out, and his tone softened slightly:
"Okay! If we make a big fuss, no one will look good. I won't come again, okay?"
Long Dinghao had no intention of letting him go. Since the trouble was on his own territory, he had to give him some color. He stabbed forward with the tip of the knife and said pitifully:
"Zhan Kui, you fucking killed my dad, and now you're trashing my place, let's forget it? Do you think I'm a rabbit?"
Zhan Kui felt a stinging pain in his waist, and felt heat gushing out. He knew it was bleeding, and he faltered and screamed in fear:
"Long Dinghao! Are you fucking serious? You're crazy..."
The tip of Long Dinghao's knife was still spinning into his flesh: "Are you really kidding me if you don't come? I've long regretted that I didn't kill you directly... Just one eyeball and two legs are not worth my age.
Dad’s life? Since you came to our door again, I will settle the account for you today!”
New and old hatreds surge up together.
Zhan Kui knew that he was ruthless, not just verbal.
When he came to settle accounts with him, he was drinking in a nightclub with a woman in his arms.
This kid, while he was drunk, smashed a wine bottle on the spot and stabbed him in one eye!
He was rolling on the floor in pain, and before his subordinates came, the boy picked up the bench and broke his legs.
Cold sweat broke out on his back, and he hurriedly said: "Your father was killed by a stray bullet from the police back then! What does it have to do with me? You can't blame me!"
Long Dinghao slid a hand up his neck, strangled him, and said viciously, "Why doesn't it matter? If you hadn't been fighting for territory with our club, my dad wouldn't have been hit by a stray bullet!"
Zhan Kui's face turned purple after being pinched. No matter in age or strength, he couldn't keep up with the opponent, not to mention that his legs and feet were inconvenient and he was almost out of breath:
"... People in the world are licking blood from their knives, and they will die at any time! Your father lost his life fighting for territory with us, which can only be regarded as bad luck! If you have to say who killed your father, it should be the one who tipped off the information and informed
Someone from the police, right? What does it have to do with me..."
Long Dinghao's hands relaxed a little.
Zhan Kui gasped a few times, but before he could relax, he grabbed him hard again and grabbed his collar:
"What the hell do you mean? Back then, the police came there because someone tipped off the news?"
Zhan Kui frowned: "Otherwise, why would the police come there for no reason? I checked afterward and found that someone must have tipped off the information and reported it to the police! So for your father's death, you must blame that person as well! If it hadn't been for that person
Reporter, how did your father get hit by a stray bullet from the police?"
The veins on Long Dinghao's forehead stood out: "Who is he?"