The rise of the reborn hero

work.

These two words seemed to come out of King Ming's mouth lightly, but it represented the end of several lives.

King Ming is very senior, and he is a somewhat orthodox and rigid Jianghu person. But the more such a person is, the more decisive he will be once he makes a decision.

Even Chen Bingtang and his gang couldn't stop him. Then a bad guy must die. Only in this way will Uncle Ben be unlucky.

So he spent a lot of money.

He has always had ambitions, and Zoe Wei was so prosperous, how could he not have laid a foreshadowing? In order to make the other party work with all his heart, he offered a sky-high price.

The settlement allowance of three million yuan not only helped him run away, but also promised to be directly promoted to No. 426 after being in the limelight, and he also had the ownership of thirty horse stables on Bolan Street.

With the arrival of Chen Dazhi, more than a dozen new troops were added, which suddenly eased the situation a lot. After all, there are more than twenty plainclothes men armed with guns. These short mules may not really dare to risk their lives.

"Keep a line in your life so that we can meet again in the future."

After Chen Dazhi signaled Liao Huasheng to put down his gun, he said to Zuo Wei,"Sir Liang ordered me to die. I must take this person away today. We have always gotten along well, so you have to do something wrong?"

Jo Wei squinted his eyes and did not speak.

Chen Dazhi's tone became more forceful,"If you must stop us from making the matter bigger today, then I tell you, you are in Saigon, Central, including Jordan's saunas, bars, and nightclubs. Will become the focus of O's care."

Many people saw the hesitation in Zuo Wei's eyes.

"If the people don't fight with the officials, you don't want your place to be checked by us for ID cards ten times a day, right? You're just seeking money when you come out to hang out, so why risk your life?"

Chen Dazhi took advantage of the victory to pursue, while

Zuo Wei's expression became more and more struggling. It is true that he is the leader of the number gang, but he has always been somewhat marginalized. He is just a thug who just does things and is not in the center of power. Naturally, it is not clear what this young man has to do with himself. Uncle means something.

But when he saw how tough O Ji was, he knew in his heart that if he resisted, his future would never be easy.

"Sir Chen, I’ll give you this...."

Before the word"face" came out of Zuo Wei's mouth, he suddenly felt like a duck being strangled by the neck. His squinted eyes widened in fear, and his eyes became unbelievable. There were exclamations everywhere.

The scene was completely chaotic. Chen Dazhi covered his neck with disbelief in his eyes, while dark red blood spurted out from the gaps between his fingers.

His throat was actually slit in front of more than twenty brothers with guns!

All the guys started to draw their guns, and Ma Jun, who was the first to react, took a step forward and shouted angrily!

The punch was so powerful that the strong Zovi was hit hard until his feet left the ground and he fell down on his back.

"The policeman killed someone!"

Someone in the crowd shouted in a high-pitched voice,"Kill them to death!""

Then dull gunshots and roars intertwined, and the scene began to get completely out of control.

The murderer was Dao Zai Ming, who was famous for playing with knives.

From beginning to end, Dao Zai Ming stood behind Zuo Wei. At first he He has been waiting. Waiting for the matter to get serious, and then kills people.

After hearing the communication between the two parties until now, and looking at Zuo Wei's attitude, Dao Zai clearly knows that he must take the lead, otherwise it will end peacefully. It is Zuo Wei who lets the bad guy go. Responsibility.

As for how Uncle Ben will deal with Zuo Wei, he doesn't know, but Dao Zai clearly knows that King Ming will definitely kill him.

Making up his mind, Dao Zai Ming silently took a step forward and lightly hooked the little finger of his right hand. , the Nepali dog-leg knife that had been with him for five years had slipped from the back into his hand. He turned sideways and swung the knife.

"After twelve o'clock, Uncle Ben talks about something!"

With this sentence that would kill Uncle Ben in the future, but now it has successfully provoked all the dwarf mules to become violent, the double-row saw grain on the curved back of the dark Nepalese dog-leg knife has passed from the throat of Chen Dazhi, who was still talking. Crossed. (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

He used a dead hand. In order to ensure that the other party would not be rescued, he did not even use a blade.

Dao Zaiming has strong self-confidence.

Giant-toothed shape The wound will completely break the guy's muscles, trachea, and blood vessels....

In other words, not to mention Chen Dazhi, even the gods would probably have their throats cut this time.

After a hit, he pulled away and immediately retreated into the crowd. Two policemen who had reacted had already caught up with them, but they were immediately blocked by a few short mules.

The situation was chaotic and this was his best chance to leave. Dao Zaiming saw Ah Hao's shrill voice encouraging everyone in the crowd. The two looked at each other and smiled, but Xu Man firmly withdrew from the crowd.

At this point, the Bolan Street Incident, which would later be written into the history of Hong Kong City, completely broke out.......

"｀Go to Haojiang immediately. Let's go gambling for a few days."

Prince Ming on the rooftop squinted at the chaos below, suppressed the panic in his heart and said,"This matter was caused by the impulse of Zuo Wei's leader. He followed uncle Ben's instructions and will not find out about me. But we must also stay away, the police will go crazy and whoever touches them will die."

At the same time,

Rebecca dialed the plane's phone number,"When you first took over, you suppressed all the short mules that were remembered by (Nuo Qian Zhao), and there was no room for petty theft. We want to stay out of the limelight."

The plane's voice was very calm,"I understand the severity, and I will cooperate in the next few days."

Rebecca's second call came out.

"How is the data collection going?"

"Not too detailed, but it should be somewhat useful."

A strange man replied

"Break the news, remember, I want all the media to have a share, I want everyone in Hong Kong to focus on Chen Bingtang"

"good."

The person on the other side of the phone agreed very simply.

"Bolan Street riot, several lives lost. The cause turned out to be a murder case committed by a justice of the peace."

Rebecca sneered,"There is no charge for the information. The condition for telling the media is to use this as the title, otherwise there will be no discussion."

"Do not worry."

The other party hung up the phone.