Jin Yagui was shocked for the first time in his life, and almost dropped the jade cigarette holder he was biting.
He has seen so many people in the world, and he has seen many vicious, ruthless, and crazy people, but he has never seen anyone as crazy as Du Yongxiao.
He was fine just now, but suddenly he went berserk and killed Brother Tiger with one shot.
When he smelled the smell of alcohol all over Du Yongxiao's body again, and saw that Du Yongxiao's eyes were blood red and he was twisting his neck surly, Jin Yagui spit out: "Madman!"
Du Yongxiao is indeed crazy.
When Brother Hu was determined to kill his family, Du Yongxiao had already thought about killing him.
What era is this?
Not cruel,
Waddled!
Avoiding future troubles is the best option.
In addition, Du Yongxiao also knew that only by really killing Brother Tiger could he deter old foxes and old fritters like Jin Yagui.
What is Jianghu?
Morality? rule? Sophisticated people?
Bullshit!
Jianghu means strength and guns! It means you die and I die!
Du Yongxiao's sudden outburst frightened everyone, including Datou Wen.
Datou Wen never expected that Du Yongxiao would actually shoot and kill people. For a moment, he was in a daze, as if he didn't recognize Du Yongxiao. He looked at the corpse on the ground stupidly, and then his stomach turned.
The gamblers were stunned for a moment, and then a shrill soprano voice said: "Ah----!"
Suddenly there was chaos.
You should run away!
You should hide!
At this moment, they no longer wanted to take pleasure in others' misfortunes. Someone died and something big happened, and it was a big deal.
Jin Yagui was a big shot after all. He was slightly stunned and looked at Du Yongxiao, not afraid of the gun in front of him.
"What's your name?" Jin Yagui spoke seriously to Du Yongxiao for the first time. The previous Du Yongxiao was not qualified even if he was wearing tiger skin.
"Du Yongxiao."
"Du Yongxiao? Well done, you are the first to kill my subordinates in front of me."
"Chengzheng! Maybe you are the second one."
"Really?" Jin Yagui took a step forward.
"Boss!" Eighteen subordinates stood up and said.
"You don't have to come over, you just need to copy the guy, and help me chop this street boy into pieces later! Zhong You, don't let any of his family members go!" Jin Yagui bit his cigarette holder, his eyes He stared at Du Yongxiao with a gloomy tone. "How about it, boy, shoot!"
Du Yongxiao looked at Jin Yagui who was approaching step by step, and secretly thought sharply, no wonder he was able to take charge of the Yiqun branch, no wonder he was able to show off his power on Nathan Road, his courage alone made him superior to others. The Flower Buddha of Fuxingshe, who was previously known as the "number one murderer" on Portland Street, is much timid in comparison.
"He grabbed the gun and attacked the police. Now everyone can testify for me. It is only right that I kill him!" Du Yongxiao spoke firmly, looking directly at Jin Yagui, "As for you----"
Du Yongxiao stepped forward, one step away from Jin Yagui: "If you want to go down to find your Ma Zai, I will help you!"
Jin Yagui smiled, bit his cigarette holder, and blew a smoke ring into Du Yongxiao's face: "You have a gun and six bullets. You just shot one, and there are five left - what are five bullets enough for?" "
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man stood up and roared at Du Yongxiao: "Shoot me! I am willing to die for the boss!"
Du Yongxiao's wrist sank, and the gun was still pointed at Jin Yagui.
He would not tell Jin Yagui that he only had four bullets left in his gun.
Another younger brother came forward: "Shoot me first!"
"And I!"
In an instant, all eighteen big men stood up to protect Jin Yagui.
for a time,
The situation took a turn for the worse.
Seeing that Du Yongxiao could still keep his composure and not panic at this time, Jin Yagui couldn't help but secretly praise his courage.
"Did you see that? There are so many people willing to die for me, how many can you kill?" Jin Yagui took a puff of his cigarette proudly and slowly exhaled, "You have a gun, you think you can scare me, what do you think of me? A three-year-old child, or an idiot? I'll punch you in the face, street kid!"
Faced with the arrogance and arrogance of gold teeth, Du Yongxiao smiled.
"What are you laughing at, street boy?"
"Do you know how disgusting you are," Du Yongxiao pointed his gun at Jin Yagui, "I especially hate the body odor on your body, it's so stinky!"
"you----"
Jin Yagui was most afraid of people saying he had body odor. He was about to move, but stopped: "You're so traitorous. You want to provoke me and find a reason to shoot me? I'll beat your lungs out!"
Du Yongxiao: "Besides, your big gold teeth are really annoying. They are like eating shit and are stained all over your mouth!"
No matter how good-tempered Jin Yagui was, he couldn't stand it. "He's coming, kill him!" Jin Yagui roared with murderous intent.
The eighteen big men heard the sound and raised their machetes to charge!
Du Yongxiao only has one gun. Even if he wants to shoot Jin Yagui, his subordinates can still block the gun for the boss----
A gun with six bullets,
Shoot off one shot,
Five rounds left!
Five bullets,
Scared of ghosts?
Seeing that the war is about to break out-----
At this time, I heard the rapid sirens coming from outside!
Then there was another burst of noise----
But it was the sound of firefighting screaming "Wow!"
Why are the police and fire brigade here?
Look at the huge crowds of people outside.
Four fire trucks and three police trucks blocked the entrance to the casino.
Many idle people gathered around to watch the excitement, and it became a mess for a while.
Inside the house----
Jin Yagui immediately scolded his subordinates: "Stop!"
Eighteen big men hurriedly braked and raised their machetes high before they could land, when they saw the casino door being knocked open -----
"Hands up, no one is allowed to move!" A patrol police officer rushed into the house with thirty military policemen, guns and ammunition, aiming at the house, especially at the eighteen fierce men holding machetes high.
"What the hell, there's a fire nearby?" As he spoke, another fire police officer fanned the wind with his hat, and walked in surrounded by people, "Hey, Bodhisattva Quan, why are you here too? Don't you go to save me?" Are you trying to steal my fire-fighting business?"
Patrol officer nicknamed "Bodhisattva Quan" Nunuzui: "I'm going to steal you, Dakoujiu! There was no fire, but there was a gunfight, and one of them seemed to have died----"
The fire police officer nicknamed "Dakou Jiu" also saw Brother Tiger lying on the ground at this time, and said in a common way: "Another one jumped on the street? It looks like he died peacefully, even the car was spared!"
Bodhisattva Quan rolled his eyes: "Do you have any conscience? People are dying now! Even if you don't care about firefighting, I, the patrolman, still have to write a report!"
Da Koujiu shrugged, then looked at Du Yongxiao who was pointing a gun at Jin Yagui, then looked at the pale and stiff Datou Wen, and asked: "Who fired the gun?"
"I——!" Du Yongxiao didn't even look back, "I am a subordinate of West Kowloon Inspector Yan Xiongyan."
"I knew it was you----the pretty boy who fired the shot. He would either make a woman pregnant or kill a person!" Dakoujiu said, turning back to Bodhisattva Quan and saying: "I'll finish the question for you. That pretty boy fired the gun. He is Yan Xiong’s man!”
Bodhisattva Quan rolled his eyes again: "I'm going to knock your lungs out, but I have ears! If someone is coming, why don't you call me Yan Xiong!"
Getting rich is easy,
Talking about difficulties is inevitable.
This mess,
No one wants to clean it up!
