For his right hand, he always had regrets. After all, he was unable to avenge the Black Tiger. It seems that he had no choice but to leave Haiphong City with this regret and return to Innerhe City.
"Boss, it's time to board the plane!" Lan Hu said to his right hand in the waiting room of Haiphong International Airport.
Nodded his right hand and said calmly, "The matter is done, let's go!" At this moment, more than 30 people wearing suits, faces and black sunglasses rushed in from the airport gate. What kind of skin color among these people
Everyone has it, like an international skin-colored party, and everyone has a strong figure and murderous aura. Everyone has a protruding chest, and obviously no one has a gun in their arms. As soon as these people came in, they surrounded everyone with their right hands.
When the passengers in the waiting hall saw that the posture was automatically away, the huge waiting hall became quiet in a blink of an eye.
Baihu, Lanhu and his brothers were stopped by their right hand as soon as they were about to take action. They smiled and said, "Don't do it first, let's see."
"Right-handed brother, right? After the matter is done, are you going to leave so soon?" The corner of the circle surrounded by more than 30 people automatically flashed a path, and walked out of the circle with a look of about thirty years old and slender.
What impressed was that his face was so long that he could not make any difference than a horse's face. He was wearing a straight suit and a black windbreaker on his outside. A white scarf like snow naturally landed on his chest.
Looking at it with his right hand, this posture has been seen a lot in Hong Kong underworld movies, and it is a typical image of a villain. This person is Luo Xihe, the vice president of Tianhe Association. He is a capable general under Chen Youguang and is highly valued by Chen Youguang.
Luo Xihe lit a cigarette, spit out a circle of eyes in the air, and looked at his right hand with a contempt expression.
He glanced at Luo Xihe with his right hand and asked, "Who are you? I don't know you!"
Luo Xihe laughed and then said gloomyly: "It doesn't matter if you don't know me, as long as I know you." As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Xihe took a step forward intentionally or unintentionally, approaching his right hand. Baihu and
Lan Hu stepped forward and reached out to block Luo Xihe. Bai Hu looked at Luo Xihe and the more than thirty people behind him.
Luo Xihe glanced at Baihu and Lanhu. When his eyes met Baihu, Luo Xihe felt a trembling heart and said that he had a sharp look. Thinking of this, he was secretly alert and withdrew his figure at the same time.
"I am the vice president of Tianhe Association, my name is Luo Xihe. Today I was ordered by our President Chen to ask Brother Youshou to visit your home. We President Chen have some things to ask you for advice."
After He finished speaking, his eyes stared at his right hand motionlessly, as if he wanted to see some movements from his right hand's eyes.
His right hand smiled and said in a deep voice: "Haha! Thank you President Chen for your kindness for me! But unfortunately, there is something waiting for me to deal with in Neihe City, and I will go back today. Please tell President Chen if he has time.
If I go to Haiphong City again, I will definitely visit him. If President Chen is happy to go to Innerhe City, I will definitely be the best place to be a landlord."
After hearing the words of Right Hand, Luo Xihe browed for the first anniversary, and snorted coldly and said, "Brother Right Hand, do you think this is your home? Come and leave whenever you want!" As Luo Xihe's voice sank,
The more than thirty people surrounding their right hand suddenly took out their pistols from their arms and pointed them at their right hand and their brothers. The action of pulling out the guns was like flowing water, without any dragging. It was obvious that they were all first-class masters who had been trained.
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Looking at more than 30 dark muzzles, his right hand was not afraid, pointed at Luo Xihe's forehead with his finger, and said with a smile, "You touched me a hair today, I guarantee you can't get out of this waiting hall today."
"Haha!" Luo Xihe couldn't help but whistle to the sky when he heard the other party's words. After laughing, Luo Xihe slowly lowered his head, stared at his copper bell-like eyes and said, "Just! Just by these few of you
Personally, don’t you look at who the gun is now pointed at?"
He gently rubbed his forehead with his right hand, smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "You only have more than thirty guns on me, but you didn't see how many guns are behind you pointing to your head?" Hearing
When he said his right hand, Luo Xihe suddenly turned back and looked back. It didn't matter when he looked, and he was stunned. He saw that hundreds of micro submachine guns were installed around the waiting hall, holding them.
The people who were slightly rushing were covered with black veils and were strong in their bodies. The invisible murderous aura in their eyes spread through the air made Luo Xihe and his group deeply feel the shock from them. Luo Xihe roughly calculated each of them.
At least three submachine guns were aimed at his head, and at least ten slightly aimed at his head. As long as he pulled the trigger, no! Maybe before the moment he pulled the trigger, his head was
It will bloom immediately.
It was obviously not a good feeling that he was slightly rushing by Baiduo Ting. Luo Xihe's mind tightened, and his tone also eased. He turned to look at his right hand and said, "Brother Right Hand, what do you mean?"
"Mr. Luo, should I ask you this? Sorry, I have to catch a plane, I will keep your gun as a souvenir." After saying that, Baihu, Lanhu and others stepped forward and put it forward.
Luo Xihe fired the guns of more than 30 people from him.
"You..." Although Luo Xihe looked cruel, his life was in his hands at the gun, so he could only let others fiddle with it. It was a pity that the gun he brought. That pistol was his own.
It is specially customized in the United States. It not only has a beautiful appearance, but also has a light body and great lethality. There are no more than three pistols of the same type in the world. I didn't expect that I would actually carry it in my right hand today.
He took the gun from Luo Xihe who was delivered by his subordinates with his right hand. Although he didn't know the gun with his right hand, he also knew that it was a good gun. He joked while fiddling with the gun, "What a good gun!" After that,
I saw my right hand kicking Luo Xihe's lower abdomen. Luo Xihe's subordinates saw that the boss was beaten and wanted to rush forward as if they were conditioned reflexes. The Feisha Gang's people took a gun.
He kicked Luo Xihe's tall body to kneel on the ground. The kick was obviously very powerful, and beads of sweat fell from Luo Xihe's forehead.
The gun with Luo Xihe in his right hand pointed at Luo Xihe's head and shouted loudly: "Even a good gun, no one dares to point it at my head!"