Si Baozi shouted loudly, and next to Er Mulu, a man with a middle parted hair came over. He was responsible for watching the scene, so he naturally wanted to come over, not to mention who in Beiman dared to be so arrogant as to smash Qu Guang's head.
Are you still letting him out?
"I think you are tired of living!"
The local scoundrel pulled out the dagger from his waist and rushed forward. As soon as he came face to face with Si Baozi, the strong man like a wild boar didn't waste any time. He picked up the knife in his hand and slashed it with a 'pop', hitting the man in the middle.
Facing the door, he fell down in response.
"ah!"
The dancer who witnessed all this let out a scream and looked back at her body but she was running forward. She didn't even see her feet hit the chair. She fell down and never got up again.
The Paramount was in chaos. The wealthy businessmen were jumping up and down like headless flies and sliding out along the wall. A group of thugs holding sticks came out of the Paramount from the inside. When the two gangs bumped into each other in the middle of the dance floor, Si Baozi held the knife in his hand.
There was still blood on it, and the blood beads had just dripped off.
It is also strange that there is not even a Japanese officer in Paramount today. It seems that they have negotiated and cleared a space for both sides, and also left a scene of swords and swords.
The knife in Si Baozi's hand is very special. It is not a mountain knife, nor a machete. It has a thick back and a thin blade. It looks like a weapon used by arrogant people. This thing has a special use in the Northeast, that is, it is used
He came to cut grass, and now he put the blade on the handle and took it out. It looked terrifying.
"Go back to the mountain, go back to the road, and then go back to the north. Man Er is confused. I dare to ask where I have offended everyone, let everyone..."
Er was confused and wanted to cross paths, but Qu Xianming rushed over and stabbed him in the stomach with a fork.
The fork is very sharp, and it is also a farm tool. In the countryside, it is used to fork dung and corn stalks. When making it, farmers usually only have two requirements for this thing, that is, it is smooth. Today, this smooth fork is
Qu Xianming took full advantage of all the advantages, and went up directly to penetrate the lower abdomen of Ernufu who wanted to speak. He lifted the person up with his strong double sticks, and raised it high in the air with his hands: "Hi!"
puff!
As he jumped into the air, he slid the fork down another two inches. He held the fork in his hand and grinned, his eyes flashing with pain.
"Stop talking nonsense, I can't see Qu Guang today, come and beat me to death!"
After he said these words, all the death row prisoners behind him rushed forward. They didn't carry any firearms on their bodies, and they started fighting bloody battles while waving cold weapons.
Si Baozi trembled his lips as he looked at the fierce scene in front of him. The determination in his heart had already surpassed the time when he came to Beiman to seize the territory. At that time, he was desperate but still had his life. Today, if he cannot take it, not only himself
If his life is lost, I'm afraid there is no hope for his son either.
"Everyone lie down!"
Si Baozi, who was accustomed to giving orders in the prison, pointed his sword at the opposite side. There were at least twenty or thirty strong men standing in the crowd opposite. They were carrying serious weapons. Even the swords and sticks were common in martial arts schools.
However, can weapons determine the outcome of this battle?
The prisoners on death row rushed forward in a swarm, not afraid of death.
Xu Manzi, who used to be a sap beater, has now turned into a gangster. The stick in his hand is aimed at hitting people on the head. Anyone he touches will never stand up;
Li Tong, the salt pourer, was once a ruthless person in the world. He took a small dagger and rushed into the crowd to catch and stab anyone;
Zhang Julu is a fugitive criminal, but no matter where he goes, he makes a living by robbing homes and homes, and his attacks are neither light nor heavy. The scraper in his hand will not prick anyone, but he will twist it once and pull it out...
This group of death row inmates knocked down several of Er Mulu's group of people in one encounter. Those standing in the back row had already begun to run out, and those in the front row were retreating. The smell of blood in front of them was mixed.
The earthy smell of the broken door was completely evaporated by the smell of alcohol, leaving the whole house with a terrible stench.
In less than three minutes, the people of Paramount were defeated. One of the wanted criminals who was being treated as a gangster by Qu Guang took out his gun and was nailed to the wall by Qu Xianming. The Wangba Box
Not even a single sound was heard.
Chaos and violence are rampant in this environment that should be peaceful with singing and dancing, drinking pools and meat forests. Maybe Xu Ruifeng is a bit too strong to let this group of people build another prosperous age like Paramount, but if they ruin this place, these people can smile.
The back of the head.
In the mess, Si Baozi looked at the injured people in the room and shouted: "Evacuate!"
No one in this group of death row prisoners escaped. They all turned around and returned to the truck that crashed into Paramount. Si Baozi, a rough guy with no education, clasped his fingers and counted: "Seven...eleven...mother"
One foot was broken, why is one missing? Who ran away!"
Qu Xianming laughed and said, "Fourth brother, you didn't check yourself."
boom.
The group of death row inmates who had just experienced a life-and-death battle laughed heartily. Si Baozi also reacted at this time, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips: "Fuck." He cursed and got into the car.
Touch, touch.
At the same time, he clenched his fist and knocked on the ceiling of the cab, and then the truck slowly drove out, carrying Paramount's blood, dust and bricks, and a group of people appeared on the street again, followed by the prison guards.
superior.
Paramount, Yushuihuan, Liuguo Hotel, this is the most prosperous street in northern Manchuria. Countless death row inmates slowly become obsessed with looking at this street. Once upon a time, they were also the guests of these shops, but now, it is probably the last time in this life.
Take a look at this street at a time.
"Fourth brother, look here, the signs with flashing lights are so beautiful." Xu Manzi said.
Qu Xianming interjected without raising his head: "I don't want to see how beautiful it is, I just want to know how much money Mr. Xu can give my wife."
This is the opportunity they exchanged for their lives.
…
Great East Asia Trading Company.
Qu Guang was checking the accounts in the trading company. Even though he was sitting in the office of the trading company, he was still surrounded by four subordinates.
He was afraid.
Afraid of Xu Ruifeng who didn't know when he would show up, and afraid of the backlash from Li Ge, I even thought of gathering the money in my account and leaving Beiman immediately one night.
However, he may have forgotten that when he was tied up by the Japanese in the gendarmerie dungeon, and when Yu Shuihuan was knocked down by a Japanese soldier, this thought occurred more than once, but so far he has not been able to leave Beiman.
Greed, like the devil's hand, grabbed hold of his trousers, preventing him from leaving this city, because here he could eat the most authentic Western food, and here he could have any kind of girl he wanted.
, wherever he goes, people will nod and bow, and when he says something, someone will immediately give you a New Year greeting card and lift it to the sky.
This is the position that Qu Guang has worked hard for a whole life to reach from being a "flower-maker". During this period, many lives have stepped on his feet.
"Master Qu!"
Outside the Great East Asia Commercial Bank, a hoarse shout startled Qu Guang. When he raised his head, the office door had been pushed open with all his strength.
He knew the person in front of him, he was Er Mulu's subordinate. Shouldn't this person be at Paramount?
"Master Qu, Xu Ruifeng trashed our place and injured many people. Even my second brother received a fork."
Qu Guang immediately stared at him and shouted angrily in his heart, "What a good idea!"
Tomorrow is the day when senior Japanese officials leave Northern Manchuria. This group of people will definitely not come tonight. After all, every officer has his own military affairs to deal with, including packages to replenish supplies for the army. This kind of thing cannot be done carelessly, otherwise things will be bad.
Big. But Lao Xu chose this moment to take action, as if he had planned it!
"How was it smashed?"
The boy said with a panic face: "We were chatting when a big truck came in with a bang, and then a hundred people jumped out of the truck. We were no match at all.
Before anyone could see clearly, these people put the second brother down. And the gunman we paid a lot of money to hire was beaten to death without even firing the gun. He was completely dead, right there.
My eyes are wide open."
Qu Guang was stunned: "How many people?"
"At least a hundred people, I don't want to talk about that."
Qu Guang was a little panicked. The key was where did Xu Ruifeng get the 100 people? Did he collude with the bandits on the mountain?
Qu Guang picked up the phone and was about to report a message to Miki. At this juncture, the sound of a truck reversing attracted his attention. He turned around and saw that there was a car full of people at the door, aiming its butt at him.
The truck at the entrance of the store—bang!
The door was knocked open...
The voice was exactly the same as what his subordinates described.
Qu Guang stood at the window upstairs and watched helplessly as a group of strong men jumped down from the car carrying various weapons. These people were still wearing prison uniforms.
Prison uniform!
Is Xu Ruifeng crazy?
In order to fight with himself, he dared to release prisoners privately!
