Chapter 13 Big Harvest

Style: Historical Author: Small face is sallowWords: 2393Update Time: 24/02/20 18:18:04
Guo Xing was very excited. It was time for him to show off his talents. Inside the door, a group of people were drinking and punching, feeling very uncomfortable.

In fact, President Chen is actually pretty good at being able to arrange so many people to guard the station. His direct subordinates can fight, that is, hundreds of people. He went to the banquet and took 180 people with him, but they have not returned yet.

There were only thirty people left here, which he felt was enough. After all, in Jinghai District, there were not many people who dared to use the Knife Club.

After so many years of peace and harmony, the vigilance is naturally not enough.

More importantly, little brother, you need to eat and drink.

Although the Little Knife Club is said to have thousands of members, can he really afford to raise it?

Not to mention anything else, that’s a lot of food and drink for a day.

Even if he works hard to support him, how can he, the boss, make money? You must know that President Chen of the Little Knife Club can actually drive a car. You can imagine where the money came from.

There are many industries, and the expenses are also high.

It was this opportunity that gave Nie Li the idea to start the Little Knife Club.

It is impossible for President Chen to come back so early. He must discuss with Boss Huang how to deal with him. He can take advantage of this opportunity to first destroy the station of the Little Knife Club and then take over.

If you have money, there will naturally be people!

At worst, start a war and summon your younger brother.

What can be done.

Guo Xing and his men approached quietly.

"who?"

Loud shouts sounded.

Obviously Guo Xing and others were discovered, which was also expected.

Just listen: "The person who wants your life."

Seventy strong men rushed into the yard quickly. The Xiaodao Gui people who were drinking were stunned for a moment, and the leading men were about to take out the short guns from their waists.

But Guo Xing and others had already been targeting them.

The whistle stick in his hand was used as a javelin, thrown forward, and nailed several people.

Guo Xing took three steps and two steps at a time, and rushed in front of the man holding the gun in just a few seconds. Speaking of bastard boxing, sometimes it can kill people!

The knife with the whistle stick stuck in his chest made everyone fall to the ground unwillingly.

At this time, Nie Li also led 30 people outside the courtyard to sweep away. Some were so frightened that they wanted to run away, so they jumped over the wall and ran away.

But he was caught by Nie Li outside.

Nie Li had no sympathy for these people, and he could not control his troops with kindness. If they let people run away and Chairman Chen comes back, it will definitely be a bloody battle.

There are five short guns here, not to mention the people around Chairman Chen.

Soon, the screams disappeared in the lively streets, and it was still the shouts of the gamblers in the gambling house, and the cute smiles of the young ladies!

No one knew that the station of the Little Knife Club was being taken away at this moment.

Entered the door.

Stride forward: "Guo Xing, hand over the weapons and bring the living ones over."

Guo Xing naturally obeyed the order, and led his brothers to put away the short guns, and then picked up a few people who looked like small bosses and cursed.

"Kneel down!"

One foot was tucked into the hollow of the knee.

"Damn, who are you? Don't you know this is the Little Knife Club? You want to die, don't you?"

"Let Grandpa go now, or I'll make you look good!"

Several people's faces were red and stained with blood. They may have drank a lot of wine. They still don't understand what the situation is.

Nie Li casually moved a bench over, lifted up his coat, placed his right leg firmly on the sitting leg, and sneered: "Xiao Dao Hui? I'm beating Xiao Dao Hui!"

"Warehouse, where is the money? What a stupid thing to say! If you don't say anything, those who lie down and listen to you will be your fate!"

Point to the man who is wailing on the ground.

Someone was seriously injured, and Guo Xingdu firmly gave him a whistle stick and stuck it in his neck.

I felt at ease immediately.

Several people were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat.

He steeled himself and forced out a smile: "Where did this brother come from? Our president is not here!"

"You guys let us go first, we'll go get someone to pay the ransom."

Nie Li immediately laughed, was he such a fool?

"Guo Xing, get that person down!"

As he said this, Guo Xing smiled ferociously, pulled hard, and thrust the whistle stick into his neck.

A bloody arrow hit the faces of the other people.

Suddenly the soul was frightened.

"Grandpa, Grandpa! I know!"

"I know where the boss's warehouse is!"

"I know it too! I know it too, don't kill me!

"

Nie Li waved his hand: "Didn't it happen earlier? Take someone to find him!"

They're just a bunch of gangsters, who are they really supposed to be?

In about ten minutes, Nie Li was taken to a warehouse.

It's very secluded, a small house in the corner, with a tunnel inside that leads to the basement.

Holding on to the torch, Nie Li went down under the leadership of several people from the Little Sword Society.

When he saw the scene inside, Nie Li laughed.

Silver dollars, a dozen boxes.

There was also a small box covered, Nie Li asked his younger brother to open it, gold bars!

The yellowish look makes people feel itchy.

Waving his hand: "Bring people up! Deal with it!"

It’s a murder anyway, let’s find out today!

With a wave of his hand, silver dollars and gold bars were put into the system.

[Recharge: 100,000]

Gold bars plus silver dollars, one hundred thousand.

Sure enough, a horse will not be fat without night grass, and a person will not be rich without windfall!

If you earn it by yourself, how long will it take for you to have one hundred thousand?

g just wanted to go up. Nie Li found something wrong with the corner of the wall.

Slowly he came closer.

Good guy, it looks like a small knob.

Twisting slightly, a squeaking sound was heard.

It was bright inside, and there were lights!

The area inside was not large, about ten square meters, but the things on the big wooden tables in the middle made Nie Li's pupils shrink.

"My darn thing!"

Gasped.

Looking at what was in front of him, Nie Li was frightened for a while. He was really a stupid boy sleeping on a cold bed, relying solely on his strong firepower!

Neatly seven or eight large boxes.

The box painted in military green is extremely dazzling under the light.

Nie Li took a few steps forward and rubbed it excitedly.

gun!

All guns!

It was written in foreign characters, but fortunately Nie Li really knew it.

Anchor rifle!

There are ten in one box, which is three boxes in total.

There were yellow and orange bullets all around.

Open the box again.

Nie Li couldn't help but curse.

"Depend on!"

It's actually a bayonet!

Matching bayonets for thirty rifles.

There were several boxes below, which also contained bullets. Nie Li could tell at a glance that the calibers of these bullets were different and they should be short-gun bullets.

He doesn't understand the rest either.

Wipe away the cold sweat.

Sure enough, it is indeed a force that has been rising in Jinghai District for many years. It has a strong foundation. If it weren't for the fact that I am stupid and blessed, I would have taken the opportunity to raid here.

If you really risk your life, even the lives of your brothers won’t be enough!

However, Nie Li came to his senses, lowered his head and thought for a moment, these things should be President Chen's trump card.

Looking at the rifles wrapped in oil paper and still filled with gun oil, a crazy idea came to Nie Li's mind.

I got so many good things by accident.

What are you doing now?

Damn, of course we’re hiring!

Open the little brother altar!

Thirty thousand silver dollars were directly invested!

Summon three hundred brothers!

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