The Strongest Arms Dealer

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As the saying goes, the early bird gets the worm, but for some birds, just sleeping, there are many birds giving it worms, and different classes enjoy different treatment.

Rotten Foot Hua squatted on the edge of the railing, with a cigarette **** from nowhere in his mouth, staring straight at the Peninsula Hotel not far away. The people who came in and out were either rich or expensive. , It is enough for a person like myself to work hard for a year.

"Hey, you are not allowed to stay here, go over there."

A man with a crew cut came over and yelled, waving his hands in disgust.

Lanjiahua was furious on the spot, and really wanted to jump up and kick the opponent away, that is, almost.

He cursed and sucked the cigarette **** in his hand for the last time, slapped his butt, jumped down from the railing, and secretly raised his middle finger, but still walked aside obediently.

After the other party walked away, Rotten Foot Hua spat, "Bah! What the hell!"

Although he didn't know who the other party was, that person B was obviously a gangster. He looked around and saw that there were many such people, and it was obvious that there were social bosses "maintaining order" inside.

"I've heard for a long time that the fake foreign devil has something to do with those gangsters. Now it seems that they must be selling their ass." The side murmured softly and attracted the eyes of Lanjiahua, and saw the appearance of two middle school students, still wearing clothes. Students in school uniform whispered.

The fake foreign devil in their mouth refers to Tang Dao.

The two students who were gossiping were whispering, and from the corner of their eyes, they happened to see Lan Jiaohua's gaze, and the student who was listening suddenly widened his eyes and raised his chin, "Look at it."

Lanjiahua rolled his eyes, didn't bother to scold, and shut his mouth.

A lot of people in the classroom are this kind of scumbag. If you don’t read well, you like to mix in the society. When "Young and Dangerous" was broadcast two years ago, my good guy, there are more such brats on the road, but don’t Say, these people... are ruthless!

It should be said that you are young enough. When fighting and grabbing territory, you don't even think about whether you will die or not. You just stab it with a knife. Please, it's 98 years old, and if you still do that, the dead will cause big troubles.

A few days ago in Yuen Long, a few young men stabbed two people to death, and they are still wanted. People of their age are lawless, no, it should be said that they have no respect for laws and rules. Come in sooner or later.

Lanjiahua just comforted himself in this way, he would rather quarrel with the old man than argue with half-grown men.

Seeing that he was "counseled", the shouting young man was very proud, and looked up at his "brother" beside him, as if he was the boss of the world.

The rotten feet are all watching...

"Death to the street! Sooner or later you will be shot."

He was cursing in his heart, and walked towards the side honestly. The sudden urge to urinate made him feel a little overwhelmed. He looked left and right. This place is very expensive, but there is no public toilet, and the nearest one is 800 meters away.

"What the hell!" He cursed, hesitated for a while, and was about to leave, when there was an uproar outside the hotel, and the onlookers shouted, "Come here, come here."

Watching the excitement... a lot.

The Savior Company is too famous! HK, which claims to be the economic center of Asia, naturally tasted the enjoyment brought by Mr. Tang, and the citizens of HK were naturally very curious about this Chinese.

The most important thing is that someone has come to rescue the market, and many stockholders don't have to jump off the building. If they can rebound again, it is guaranteed that someone Tang will be put into a shrine tomorrow.

Hua with rotten feet squeezed in.

"What are you doing? What are you squeezing!" the man in front scolded, frowning.

"Squeeze your old mother, you have four eyes, and if you scream again, I will let you wear glasses on your butt, believe it or not." Rotten Foot Hua stared, and suddenly became energetic.

Old, with concerns, will not fight back.

Look at the clothes, low-level people can be bullied.

Wearing glasses, a scholar, the fist is very soft!

Why the **** is this guy going to jump on his head? Although Lanjiahua is not tall, he is only in his early 170s, and he looks thinner. He can even see his ribs when he takes off his clothes.

But... Bullying and bullying four eyes is enough! (No discrimination, I used to wear glasses too.)

Sure enough, when the four eyes saw this kind of rascal, they were immediately speechless, looked at the opponent's fist, lowered their heads, and went around to the side. Naturally, the position was taken by Rotten Foot Hua.

"Hey, die on the street, fight with me."

At this time, he was arrogant and arrogant, leaning against the railing, and inadvertently saw that the shoelaces under his feet had fallen off, so he squatted down, just after tying them, and was about to get up, when he raised his head, he was stunned.

Because there were people all around, he could only see a man wearing a peaked cap standing next to him. His side profile looked very ordinary, with a bag slung across his chest, with his hands in it. It was very clear that it was a firearm, it should be a short punch!

His eyes widened, his breathing felt stuck.

Damn, I met a... boss!

When HK was at the turn of the century, there were a lot of such desperadoes. They used to watch the excitement in the newspapers. Anyway, these people would not rob the poor, and they all stared at the rich areas. To a certain extent, they satisfied the bottom People's mentality of "hating the rich" has been applauded, and even the heart of gossip is burning, but it doesn't mean that I want to be the protagonist.

Rotten Foot Hua swallowed, the other party is obviously here for that Mr. Tang, he intends to do something big? Whether he is begging for money or life, if it happens here, it will definitely shock the world!

Like John Wilkes Booth to Lincoln!

Oswald to Kennedy!

Lanjiahua stood up, and he was covering his stomach at this moment, cursing as if he was about to squirm, "Damn, my stomach hurts, let me, **** came out." The people behind seemed to have already felt it, I pinched my nose.

"Damn it! Did you smell it lying on your butt? I didn't let it go!" Rotten Foot Hua cried out in his heart, and after he squeezed out, he ran away, but halfway through the run, he gradually stopped.

A big plan suddenly appeared in the brain!

If...the murderer was caught by himself when he was about to shoot, then would he really be able to eat delicious food and drink spicy food every day for the rest of his life?

He just bragged with the big eagle yesterday, a man, he should make an indelible achievement!

It's done, young model in the clubhouse, lost, a dog's life.

Anyway, I owe a lot of debt now, and those loan sharks will not let me go. If this is the case, what else can I lose?

Thinking of this, he resolutely turned his head back. Just at this time, Tang's car had already arrived outside the Peninsula Hotel. The corner of his right eye twitched, and he saw the hot guy who was crowded in front, and his elbow muscles were visibly trembling.

This distance is about 30 meters, and a submachine gun can completely sweep this distance.

When Mr. Tang got out of the car ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and met with several big bosses, shook hands with each other, exchanged greetings with smiles on his face, turned around and waved to the reporters and the public outside, that sought-after man took out his guy.

"Be careful! There are submachine guns!"

Lanjiahua swears that he has never been so brave in his life. The voice is louder than what he yelled in the casino, and his vocal cords are obviously in pain.

This cry was very abrupt, and it was also huge among the surrounding voices.

About two seconds later, there was a low burst of bursting sound. Lanjiahua had already been hiding beside him, and he saw someone fell to the ground, and the gunman just turned his head. His gaze...

Let the rotten foot Hua coldly shudder.

A true desperado!

The other party still didn't run away. At this time, he even jumped over the railing and rushed towards Tang.

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