The base camp of Boss Dao is in the third neighborhood. At this time, countless eyes were looking at the entrance of the courtyard from tall buildings and street corners far and near.
According to what Ao Yong and Qian Daofeng said before, Boss Dao's reputation in the Third District is not very good, at least he cannot be regarded as a good person.
For example, most of the large and small shops on this street, including cigarette shops and noodle shops, were given credit by him and then forgotten about.
Two years ago when the group disbanded, he was the poorest, so poor that many brothers could hardly afford to eat. At one time, he even set up bowls on the street to collect tolls.
... it is a toll, not for meals.
Ao Yong said that although the situation looked very similar at that time, it was indeed a forced collection. If he didn't pay, he couldn't get through and the store wouldn't be able to open.
He did not look so desperate in front of him or when he chopped the big tip.
He had made appointments with people to fly pigeons countless times.
He looked greasy in his dog's legs in front of the real big brothers.
In addition, Tongzhe Qiuhong said that during the last pre-operative examination in the morning, she gestured with the scalpel and told him the rough operation process. The surgeon was trembling on the spot and almost cried.
In addition, he requested general anesthesia, deep general anesthesia.
It is such a person who has not mixed too much in the hall for thirty years, otherwise he will not mix with the bottom levels of the Auspicious and Qian Daofeng.
Apart from his bad luck, this person's only advantage is probably that he will always look out for his brothers when faced with life and death.
At the scene, the boss of the sword had been decided, and Philouo took the only dozen core members of the scattered group, so he had to keep up with it.
"Don't! Don't follow me. It's useless if you follow me. Instead, you might start fighting after meeting each other. Don't worry, no one will say you are unloyal... This place doesn't have much loyalty."
But I want to show some loyalty, Boss Dao thought, blew hard and said:
"Then what, if I don't come back today, even if you are scattered in the future, you must remember to take care of each other."
"Let's go!" Before giving Filio and others a chance to speak again, Dao Boss said and stepped forward.
He prepares someone to ask for someone.
If it would be useful to lower his head and beg, he was going to beg first.
Wen Jifei, He Tangtang, and Zhu Jiaming followed up.
The boss heard the sound and turned to look at them, his eyes were a little impatient.
"That's our brother." Zhu Jiaming said with water in his eyes.
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The architectural style of the eleventh district is western -style, and the church -style spire and the bell tower can be seen every few hundred meters.
When the car stopped, Han Qingyu knew that he had probably come to the right place.
The big base camp of the Sherwie group is obviously not comparable to the boss of the knife. There is a break in the yard over there. It is a little bit except the big. This is a large six -story floor, which is quite new and quite new, and it is quite new. It is the kind that can open the mall.
"Is this this?" Han Qingyu asked in the car.
Liu Lang nodded, because the blade was on his neck, and he nodded. "Do I want to try the crash door and shout?!" Liu Lang thought in his mind, "But his knife seems to be fast ..."
"Then let's get off the bus."
At the same time as the voice came from the back seat, Liu Lang's shoulders suddenly lightened, and the feeling of the dead metal on his neck disappeared.
Han Qingyu withdrew the knife from the necks of Liu Lang and Jiwa, opened the door and got out of the car with Wu Shi.
In the car, Jiwa and Liu Lang looked at each other. Their guess just now is that the two are planning to hold them two ... just take a knife to compare with their necks, go up with Shelvi, and Soda two big guys ask for money. Then take them hostage and leave.
This is enough to die.
However, the development of the matter was still out of their expectations ... "So what is this?" The two people in the car's eyes were confused and looked at each other.
"Get off." Han Qingyu knocked on the window to urge.
"Oh." Liu Lang responded and got off the door.
In this case, they have to go up to die by themselves. Liu Lang and Jiwa looked at each other and led the way before leaving.
The headquarters of the Three Regiments Alliance has a total of five floors, and they have gone up to the fifth floor.
Some people in the middle were carrying the weapons of installations, and Liu Lang and Jiwa didn't say a word, and walked calmly.
The door of the fifth floor is very large, like the door for the big hotel for weddings.
"Du Tu!" Although someone stood at the door, Liu Lang knocked on the door and reported his name.
"Come in!" someone inside responded.
Then the two doors squeaked and opened slowly.
Behind the door is a very open space, there is no separation at all, the whole is connected together. In addition to the white walls that have been brushed on the four walls, there is only a rough cement column naked.
The entire space has no decoration, and it feels like a gathering place before a battle.
There are not many chairs, only a dozen people are sitting.
Then there were about sixty or seventy. Each one is armed to the teeth.
"Song!" "Song!" Liu Lang and Jiwa, who had been brewing for a long time, burst into the house at the same time at the same time, rushing from the door to the house at the fastest speed.
Then they turned around, Liu Lang stretched his fingers to the door, "Don't let them ..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
Because the two are walking in by themselves.
Even after they came in, they turned around and helped close the door.
"Who is Sheervi?" Han Qingyu asked at the scene.
On the side, two large chairs were placed in the middle, and two people were sitting ... One of the bald heads was left beard, and she nodded with Han Qingyu with cigars.
There are really many bald heads in Injustice City.
No wonder the boss of the knife insists on staying a little.
"I was kidnapped by them. Let me ask you something, do you bosses know about this?" Han Qingyu's English was not fluent enough, but he could barely make it understandable.
The battle in front of him was so big, Han Qingyu felt that he was definitely not prepared for them. They were not so large, so they still asked first.
Sheervi laughed. Like Liu Lang, he did not understand the logic of this person's speech ... nodded, he said, "I know ... happened to be a doctor, so she would not die."
"That's fine." Han Qingyu relieved obviously, turning his head and whispered to Wu Tiao, "Now we are completely justice."
Wu Shi: "..."
He had never seen Qingzi cared about this before, especially when he wanted to grab things ... the result was in a unrighteous city, and he suddenly started to care.
At the same time, Shelvey and Soda, another big boss next to him, exchanged glances. Behind their men, they scattered silently and were ready to kill.
Things are a bit weird, and it feels different from what Liu Lang said... It's impossible to be a coward, but they can't help but be on guard.
"So you come here ..." After preparing, Sherway spoke again.
"We were tied up."
"..." Shelvey smiled bitterly, "Then what?"
"Twenty metal blocks, you can get together, let's go." Han Qingyu said compared to "Yeah".
Shelvi frowned.
At the same time, a low growl from the side said, "Seeking death."
A tall white man burst out with energy and slashed sideways with a sword. The attack broke out very strong, and the speed was very fast, a sulking sound of shocking in a small space.
The quality of this building is very good.
Immediately behind this man, a sharp formation of more than thirty people came to attack him.
Han Qingyu and Wu Jie were still standing there, and even they did not turn around.
It was just that Wu Jie stretched out his hand and pulled his right shoulder knife. He pulled out a semi -circular and fell down to the left.
"Snapped!"
Obviously it didn't feel like it, but in the middle, his knife surface was patted above that person's head.
"Bang!" The white man's huge body hit the ground, and dust rose. It seems that the whole building seems to have shocked.
The quality of this building is so good.
He raised the fallen blade again, turned his wrist, and pointed the tip of the blade at the sharp formation that followed, blocking it... Wu Shi asked Han Qingyu in a low voice: "Are they rich enough?"
In the discussions in the past few days, this is the core issue that Qingzi, Wenji, and Xiaowangye have been studying.
"It should be okay." Han Qingyu whispered, then stretched out his hand to Shelvey and said, "It's thirty yuan now, do you want to continue?"
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