Do you know what it feels like once a person gives up everything?
The old eagle used to feel that this must be an extremely painful tearing feeling, just like the dead skin being torn off the body after the skin exploded.
But actually on this day, when the old kite decided to give up everything, including life, he suddenly understood that dead skin has no feeling.
It was dark at night, and the neon lights of B2 Bar were flashing on the street. At this moment, several figures walked out of the dilapidated corridor like a Xiangjiang Walled City.
Each of them carried a piece of clothing, holding it by the collar so that it curled and hung naturally. Then, they marched arrogantly on the street, not even dodging the passing vehicles.
Beep! Beep!
The congestion caused by the few of them caused the streets to be filled with whistles, and the slightly pale strong man quickly picked up his clothes, stretched his hand under the stick-like object wrapped in the clothes, and heard a 'click' After a breathtaking sound, the muzzle of a shotgun was directly pressed against the car glass.
He glared at the driver fiercely and said, "Press the fucking button again!"
The driver was stunned, his mouth slightly opened, and he looked out the window while hiding.
"Let's go!"
The old harrier shouted back and led the three people in the middle of the street to the B2 bar.
Extremely arrogant.
The old harrier was happy.
He didn't know whether it was because of the effect of platinum that he felt happy, or because he felt free in this environment without the constraints of law and friendship. Anyway, he felt like he was about to take off. Just when the security guard at the door of B2 bar was about to turn around and ask something, he slapped the other person in the face and pushed him away.
The old harrier had already thought about it. As long as he dared to say another word, he would immediately kill him. However, the security guard did not dare. He was probably frightened by this desperate momentum. He leaned against the wall of the bar and stared straight up. This way.
"hey-hey."
Yao Sihai was happy as he pushed the door in. When the manic music sounded, he turned around and walked out again. He stood in front of the frightened security guard and asked: "Which private room is Tuolong in?" "
"Second floor, big bag."
The old harrier nodded and then walked into the bar.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The music in the bar perfectly matched the platinum stick that Old Yaoying had just finished smoking. It was as if every cell in his body became active in this music. Old Yaoying raised the clothes in his hands high and shook his arms. Across the dance floor. The coolie who had been thinking about the Wa girl followed closely behind. When passing by a couple, he actually pulled the blond girl out of a man's arms, took a bite of her and left with satisfaction.
"Fuck me!"
The guy who took advantage of his woman chased her in the direction they left, and as soon as they caught up to the stairs - BOOM!
A shotgun blast was heard upstairs, and the man was thrown straight up from the stairs. After hitting the wall, he bounced back and fell to the ground.
At that moment, the entire dance floor exploded. First, a small circle of people looked at the corpse and screamed in horror. Then, everyone on the dance floor raised their hands and started shouting without knowing why. They thought the music was about to come. The climax.
But the old Harrier put the shotgun on his shoulder with one hand in the corridor on the second floor, and walked towards the corridor on the second floor with square steps.
"Where are you from!"
The man waiting at the door of the corridor looked over alertly, but he did not have the consciousness to shoot when he saw someone. The strong man who once led the donkey raised the muzzle of the shotgun in his hand, held the entire gun to his lower abdomen, and He pointed his mouth upward and pulled the trigger - BOOM!
There was another gunshot.
The shotgun fired at close range penetrated the interceptor's body, spraying a spray of flesh and blood on the wall, and the man fell to the ground bleeding from his mouth and nose.
The old kite suddenly froze for a moment, then looked back at the strong man he had brought over and asked: "Which security guard just said which room the camel dragon was in?"
The restless music made the strong man unable to hear anything, and he shouted: "Master, what are you talking about?"
The old harrier stopped asking and kicked open the door of a private room. He saw three or four gentlemen inside, stroking the woman who was pressed down.
He walked straight past without even looking at it, but the lecherous man stood at the door and almost stopped laughing. Then, the clothes in his hands fell to the ground, an AK was picked up, and he was pointing at everyone in the room. Shooting indiscriminately - da da da da da!
When the second private room was pushed open, a big man in the room had just poured out the small happiness on the table and was cutting it up with his bank card. The strong man saw this and pulled out a grenade from his waist. The one who touched the ground rolled it over and said: "What the hell is this thing? I almost died in the hands of this thing this afternoon, damn it!"
boom!
The huge explosion made the guy behind who had just killed someone jump. When he came over, the entire private room had turned into pitch black, with only a small amount of firelight shining on the sofa, and the people inside were all shattered.
Finally, when the old kite opened the door of the third private room, as soon as he put his head in, he was pressed against his temple by the muzzle of a pistol. This room was completely different from other places. It was full of dragons and tigers. Man, they were looking at the old falcon like a fool, and almost everyone had a gun.
On the sofa, a hunchback sat in the middle. The big bump on his shoulders was bigger than his head, which forced him to tilt his head and ask: "Brother, do we have a grudge?"
"Don't even move!"
The men led by Old Harrier also rushed in. The strong man let go of the shotgun in his hand, letting the gun be hung on his body by the straps. He stood inside the door holding grenades in both hands. The other two were aiming their guns. While holding the hunchback, the old falcon sat opposite the hunchback with the gun pointed at him. He took out a piece of watermelon from the fruit plate on the table and took a big bite, and the juice dripped all over his hands.
"I heard... um, vomit... you are going to pick up Anhua from Bangkang?"
The old harrier spit out the watermelon seeds and asked, "How did the Zhao family arrange it?"
Luo Guo glared at him: "Bombing the Bangkang City Government Building, arranging for people to snipe Bangkang Xu Ruifeng... These are all delicate jobs. Even if you get it, can you do it with your style?"
The old harrier took another mouthful of watermelon, and then directly put the gun against his temple to wipe his hands on the man's clothes. Then he waved his hand towards the hunchback and said, "I don't steal business, I only kill people."
"What's the meaning!"
Luo Guo didn't understand. He had been living in the Golden Triangle for many years. There was absolutely nothing wrong with working hard for money here, but he had never heard of anyone making money without making money!
The old Harrier raised his hand, took out a Colt Python from his waist, then pulled out all the bullets, and then loaded them back one by one: "Let's play a game..."
One.
"If I collapse, you should do whatever you want, and I'll give you some money. Anyway, you won't let any of us go, right?"
Two.
"What if I collapse for you... Hahahaha... How about we fight our way out of you?"
"No, what the hell did you say!"
Uh-huh.
The old harrier didn't care what the Bowtruckle said. He loaded the third bullet, rubbed the bullet nest directly with his palm, made it rotate, and then buckled it back.
Click!
After loading the bullet, the old harrier pulled the hammer of the gun and handed the gun handle over: "How about you go first?" (End of Chapter)
