Hearing a bang, Lao Wan's expression suddenly changed.
"Fuck you, grandma. No one can stop me from fucking them!"
Wan Di on the side took out a pistol and was about to do it, but Lao Cai quickly stopped them.
"This is illegal, don't do it."
Let's go over together and see if we can do it without shooting. "
But how can Lao Wan, who has lost his mind, listen to this? This is his sweetheart.
Who accompanied him until dawn during countless sad nights in a foreign country?
In those lonely and cold times, who soothed his wounded soul?
When the business of the shroud shop was in slump, who served as his spiritual harbor?
is her.
is her!
Widow Lee.
"If you, Lao Cai, stop me, we brothers will have nothing to do."
"Xiao Baga, little brother, come with me to have a look."
But don't underestimate middle-aged people like Lao Wan. Which of these people has not experienced the devastation of war?
Who doesn’t have some experience in fighting?
Who can live abroad without any skills?
When Lao Wan, Wandi Xiao Baga and Cai Yong rushed out of the store door, they came to Widow Li's store next door.
Saw a pool of blood on the ground.
"Xiao Li! How are you?"
Lao Wan's eyes were red. Shouted loudly.
At this moment, Widow Li burst out crying and threw herself into Lao Wan's arms, "Old Wan, I killed someone!"
Sure enough, there were two people lying on the ground, one black and one white, one fat and one thin, one tall and one short, they complemented each other perfectly on the ground.
Lao Wan quickly comforted his sweetheart.
"It's okay, it's okay, everyone else ran away?"
Widow Li nodded with difficulty, "I shot them and they ran away. Fortunately, these people don't have guns."
Lao Wan nodded quickly, "Okay, good job!"
"Xiao Baga, go make a phone call!"
Xiao Baga hurriedly stepped forward, "Brother Wan, who are you calling?"
"Call a lawyer!"
Chinese people are still traditional at heart, and they are relatively reliable in abiding by laws and regulations.
The first reaction is to ask a lawyer first.
"Okay, okay, Brother Wan, I'll call you right away."
I ran to the cashier and called a lawyer I knew well.
"Robert, I have something to ask you."
Robert on the other end saw the financial owner coming to the door and smiled sarcastically: "What's the matter? Tell me."
At this time, Lao Wan answered the phone: "Robert, someone broke into our store, wanted to rob, physically assaulted, even insulted, and accidentally killed someone. What should we do?" ΟиЪ.ōΓＧ
Robert perked up immediately.
"Dear Wan, please believe in my professionalism. As long as you leave this matter to me, I will definitely make you innocent."
"Our laws stipulate that anyone who attempts to break into private homes, violate civil rights, and rob property deserves to be beaten to death."
In order to get this list, Robert became energetic.
But at this time Lao Wan suddenly hung up the phone.
Lao Cai, who was following behind, was a little confused: "You're not looking for him?"
I saw Lao Wan snort, "I just want to ask him, and he must stand firm in legal principles."
"The key is to rely on ourselves!"
"Lao Cai, please notify all the merchants on our street and contact the residents in our community."
"We need to unite."
The world has been suffering from people who buy for zero yuan for a long time.
Lao Wan still has some prestige here.
Soon, representatives from at least a hundred households came to Widow Li's shop.
Fortunately, Widow Li's shop is not small, otherwise it would not be able to stand up.
Lao Wan stood on the table, pointing to the pool of blood in front of him, as well as the black and white stains, with a solemn expression, "Everyone, we are here to make money, to bring better products or knowledge to the beautiful country. ,but now."
"Someone actually tested our bottom line again and again."
"In recent days, they have smashed, smashed, and robbed our stores. We must unite."
There were people down there who couldn't bear it any longer, loudly. He shouted: "Brother Wan, what do you think we should do?"
"Yes, Brother Wan, a good man can be bullied by others, and a good horse can be ridden by others. We all listen to you."
"Brother Wan, please speak."
Lao Wan felt relieved when he heard that so many people were supporting him.
It can be seen that during this period, everyone was holding their breath.
In the face of these organized rebellions, knowledge lacks a leader.
Lao Wan is willing to be the leader.
Lao Wan shouted, "Since everyone believes in me, I won't let you down."
"If something happens, I'll be there to take care of it."
"That's what I think, we need to organize people to protect our streets."
"Whoever has military training and knows how to shoot, please raise your hand."
Hundreds of family representatives are the backbone of the family.
After swiping, at least seventy or eighty people raised their hands.
Lao Wan calculated silently.
It’s definitely not enough for so many people, but it can still be used.
"Everyone come to my place to form groups. My initial idea is to form groups of five. Those who have weapons at home will bring them. If you don't have weapons, tell me and I will find them for you!"
"We won't sleep today. Anyone who dares to come to our street to beat the autumn wind, don't be polite, beat them to death. I've heard about it. They are breaking the law and deserve to be beaten to death."
Why do you care about whether shooting is legal or not? You are almost being bullied to death.
Nothing works anymore.
Just rush and that's it.
Go home, pick up your weapons, and get ready to assemble.
There was the sound of a woman crying but immediately followed by a man roaring, "Why are you crying? I am considered a hero if I die."
"They were all ridden and shitted. If Brother Wan hadn't gone quickly today, Widow Li would have been doomed. I don't want my daughter and daughter-in-law to be in such danger one day."
"Daughter-in-law, you have to take action when it's time to take action. You can't be a coward."
The people organized by Lao Wan were hiding in groups of five on various street corners.
It seems to be quite orderly, and at least the dogmatic military skills are still there.
Anyone with outstanding military skills will assume the role of team leader.
This night is destined to be a sleepless night.
At the corner of the street, there was suddenly the sound of heavy footsteps.
"It's right here, it's right here. A Chinese woman just killed one of our people. We want them to pay the price."
There were no less than hundreds of black men and dozens of white men, charging toward the street corner in a menacing manner.
They think very simply.
One is revenge, and the other is to grab more things and take revenge.
Hundreds of poor niggas carrying baseball bats, water pipes, anything you can think of.
Dozens of Bai brothers, carrying gun holsters on their waists, revolvers on their shoulders, and cowboy hats.
Arrogant.
"Give it to me and grab it!"
He took out his revolver and shot into the air. Suddenly the people behind him rushed like crazy, fearing that they would not be able to grab anything if they were too late.
Lao Wan's palms were sweating.
Looking at the angry hundreds of people.
When these people come into range, shout "Hit! Defend your home!"
The slogan was thought up by Wan Di and Cai Yong.
Suddenly, a group of Chinese people appeared everywhere on the street corner, behind cars, under street lights, behind walls, in shops, and on rooftops.
These people were wearing neat trousers, some had big bellies, some were extremely greasy, and some were extravagantly dressed.
But his face was the same serious.
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