Tang Feng kept listening silently, and every word of Lao Ma kept ringing in his ears like a wake-up bell. Tang Feng asked himself in his heart, did he pay too little attention to his brothers? Wang Sheng kept taking care of him
With XA's things, Ghost Face has been dealing with the pressure of the Hong Gang. Xu Qiang is far away in Africa, and Guan Zhiyong goes to the United States. The brothers who lived in a cell at that time now have money and become the boss, but they are together.
If it is too little, brotherly love is even a little bit alienated. Is this the price he has to pay?
Taking a deep breath of cigarettes, feeling the spicy stimulation in your lungs, Tang Feng whispered: "You didn't disappoint me, maybe I was too selfish and gave you too little. Today you can still face it.
If I say this, it means you still regard me, Death as your brother. You are right. Huaxing Group can make great contributions to you today. Here I represent all the brothers in Huaxing, thank you."
Lao Ma was slightly stunned, then shook his head and said, "Boss, don't say that. It's me that I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for those old brothers back then. You've given me enough, it's all my fault that I'm too greedy. Since leaving XA
I've been worried all day long, but now that you're here, I feel much more at ease. Since I've done something wrong, I should be punished. You can do whatever you want me, Lao Ma, I just want you to let Meimei go.
She, she is pregnant.”
"Old Ma, you know me. I can come to you in person because I treat you as a brother." Tang Feng gently pressed out the cigarette butts and stood up and said, "But now our brotherly relationship is over. You
Just take care of yourself. From this moment on, we are no longer brothers. Just treat the things you took from the group as your reward for so many years."
After saying that, Tang Feng turned around and walked out.
Lao Ma stared at Tang Feng's back gradually disappearing, his eyes were wet. He had known Tang Feng for so long, but he had never seen Tang Feng spare anyone who betrayed him, but he didn't expect that he would let him go this time.
It was not until this moment that Lao Ma felt that he was really wrong, completely wrong.
From now on, he has lost a true brother.
A gunshot suddenly came from the yard, and Lao Ma was slightly stunned, then ran out with a pale face.
Tang Feng stood quietly in the yard, and his black security guard, Chas, was holding a pistol with a light smoke on his side.
Blood dripped from Tang Feng's shoulders to the ground, like gorgeous blood flowers.
Tang Feng slowly turned his head and looked at Lao Ma with a calm face and said softly: "Why don't you give yourself a way out? You should know the consequences of doing so. Even if you can let me die here today, you think you can escape.
Do you have to get over it? Lao Ma, you really disappointed me now."
As soon as Tang Feng finished speaking, Chas was about to shoot again. Old Ma, who had recovered from his senses, shouted angrily: "Who told you to shoot?" He shouted in Chinese, Chas obviously didn't understand.
But he was still stunned on the spot, looking at the boss in confusion, and he didn't dare to pull the trigger in his hand for a long time.
"Boss, this is not what I mean, really"
Tang Feng shook his head gently to Lao Ma, raised his hand to interrupt Lao Ma and said, "Stop talking, you have only two choices now, one is to kill me, and the other is to let me go!"
After saying that, Tang Feng slowly walked out with a calm expression.
A trace of despair flashed in Lao Ma's eyes, and he knew that he was completely finished this time.
Meimei walked out of the room at this time. Seeing that Tang Feng was getting further and further away, she frowned and shouted: "Chas, what are you waiting for? Kill him quickly!"
After hearing Meimei's words, Lao Ma finally understood what was going on. He turned around and slapped Meimei hard, then looked at Chas fiercely and said, "If you dare to shoot again,
I'll kill your whole family!"
Meimei looked at Lao Ma in shock, her face full of grievances and said loudly: "You actually hit me? Who am I doing this? Isn't it for you? Do you really believe what he said will not pursue this matter anymore?
We have trapped him with nearly 10 billion! No one doesn’t care about so much money. If he regrets it one day, we will all be done! It’s better to kill him now to prevent future troubles.”
Lao Ma was so angry that his whole body was trembling. His face turned pale and he gritted his teeth and said, "What do you know, you stupid woman? Who is he? He is the god of death. He always speaks the same thing. Since he said that, then
You will definitely do it! Do you know what you did? You ruined both of us!"
Meimei has known Lao Ma for so long and has never seen him get so angry. At this time, she was a little scared. She trembled and said, "Then, then we should kill him more! If he was asked to go back like this, then
Do we still have a way out?”
Lao Ma closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and said slowly but resolutely: "If you dare to say something to kill him, I will kill you first!" As he said that, he opened his eyes and said coldly: "He
It's my boss. Even if he wants my life, I, Lao Ma, will not frown. And do you think it's over to kill him? If the boss dies here, the first person to bury him with me and you
!”
Meimei then remembered that there was a Huaxing Society behind the God of Death. She immediately looked pale and looked at Lao Ma with a trembling voice and said, "Then, what should we do now?"
"What should I do?" Lao Ma looked at her viciously and said, "What do you think you should do? Of course I am sitting here and waiting to die!" After that, Lao Ma turned around and returned to the living room.
After Tang Feng walked out of Lao Ma's villa, the calmness on his face could no longer be pretended. He saw the corners of his mouth twitching, his face was pale and there was no trace of blood, and his expression was even more ferocious and scary. After all, he was shot, he wanted to say
It's fake if it doesn't hurt.
After quickly finding a quiet corner, Tang Feng shivered and lit a cigarette, taking a deep breath. At this time, sweat had wet his clothes. Sweat dripped on the wound and made Tang Feng suck the air conditioner in pain.
Tang Feng trembled and sucked the hem of his shirt into a strip of cloth, and tied his wounds to stop the blood. Then he trembled and took a breath of cigarettes, gritted his teeth and cursed fiercely: "This stinky girl, dare to plot against me?, suck
”
Tang Feng gasped heavily after putting on his coat. Although there was a hole in his shoulder and there was a faint bloodstain, at least there would be no blood. In order not to be sent to the police station
Tang Feng could only insist on walking away first. The most important thing for him now is to find a place to treat the wound.
Tang Feng spent 200 euros to buy a jacket from a passerby, then went to a nearby pharmacy to buy some necessary medicines, and then found an inconspicuous small hotel to stay in.
After treating the wound, Tang Feng was already sweating. Not everyone could stand this kind of treatment that was close to self-harm. It was just digging out the bullets from the body. Not many people could do it to themselves.
hand.
Relying on the sofa, Tang Feng closed his eyes, and there was still a hot pain on his shoulders. Lao Ma's actions made Tang Feng feel a little comforted. He knew that the shooting was not instructed by Lao Ma, and at the last moment, Lao
Ma still did not kill him, which made Tang Feng find a reason to let him go!
That damn woman, let Lao Ma teach her a lesson!
Tang Feng didn't go out for a whole day, and the sky gradually became darker. Tang Feng was about to ask the waiter to bring some food. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Tang Feng frowned and told the waiter that he could not disturb him no matter what, so the person who came would definitely not be the waiter. So who would it be? Does anyone know that he was here?
Tang Feng tightly held the scalpel he had just used into his hand, and walked towards the door and said, "Who?"
There was no answer outside the door, but the knocks were still coming, and it became more and more rapid. Tang Feng came to the door and looked out through the cat's eyes. He saw three burly men outside, two behind him, one with one
The man was just the man who was being held up with his head hanging down and couldn't see clearly, but the clothes looked familiar.
Tang Feng's heart hangs. He is not sure what the three people are from, but he is sure that he doesn't know them. He snorted coldly, Tang Feng leaned behind the door and pulled the door open suddenly, and the sharp operation in his hand
The knife also quickly poked forward.
The sharp scalpel flashed with a cold light and suddenly touched the man's neck. The man was obviously startled. When he saw clearly the thing on his neck, he immediately broke and cursed, not saying that this guy
Are you injured? Why are you still moving so quickly?
"Please don't get me wrong, we have no malice." The man hurriedly raised his hands and whispered in fluent English.
"Who are you?" Tang Feng looked at him coldly.
The man looked around, then shrugged slightly, "Can you go in? You should know that there are surveillance equipment in the corridor. If this continues, it will cause trouble."
Tang Feng looked at the few people suspiciously, then moved open the door, but the knife in his hand was still pressed against the man's neck. The sharp blade had already cut through his skin, and blood flowed along the knife.
Got down.
The man who came in finally closed the door with his backhand consciously, and then the man who led the lead said, "Mr. Death, I'm sorry to disturb you so late. It was the boss who asked us to give you a gift."
"Chavo, Habsbao?" Tang Feng immediately guessed who the boss was mentioned by the Han, and perhaps only he could find himself here.
"Yes, can you take this thing away first? You know, this thing is not fun, I don't like him at all." The big man pointed to the scalpel on his neck and said in so-called American humor.
Tang Feng thought for a while before he took back the knife. This is someone else's territory. If he really wants to kill him, he can't kill him even if he takes a scalpel. Tang Feng is unwilling to do that person who loses his identity.
Things, and his brother Chawo shouldn't change his mind so quickly, right?
"Thank you, it's much more comfortable." The man exhaled and said with a smile on his neck.
Tang Feng turned around and returned to the sofa to put on his clothes, then chuckled and said, "What did Brother Chawo ask you to do?"