Chapter 21 Borrowed a dozen guns

The banquet dispersed normally. Although there were some minor twists and turns today, everyone in Liansheng was relieved.

Aren’t you, Hongxing, awesome? You’re just like a dog!

Di Luo returned to Yau Tsim Mong and came to Hao Lai Lai Bar in a drunken state.

The one where Liu Piaopiao works.

The beautifully dressed Sister Bonnie greeted her with a smile on her face, and the ambiguous pink light made her face feel a little weak.

She didn't recognize Di Luo for a while, but when she walked up to greet him with a smile, she realized it was this bastard!

Sister Bonnie scolded: "How dare you come? Are you really afraid of you?"

This angry shout attracted the attention of many people nearby, and the thugs from the bar also rushed over instantly, many of whom were familiar faces.

"Fuck! It turns out you're the one who's on the street!" the gangster Fei Long yelled arrogantly, picking up the guy and saying, "Made, you've got our Bonnie sister for nothing, and you didn't ask around in Yau Tsim Mong, my Bong!"

What does Sister Ni do?"

Di Luo sat on the stool and crossed his legs as if there was no one around: "Really? Sister Bonnie? Chicken head, madam! Do you even need to ask about this? Isn't it obvious!"

"I'm also a messy person. Tell me how powerful Sister Bonnie is? How come I don't know? Is she black? Well... I'm so scared."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Di Luo was lying lazily on his office chair.

He picked up the jade foot and gently stroked it...

Di Luo thought for a while and asked: "I asked you to recruit troops, how did you do?"

Blood and corpses were right in front of them. The thugs who were not close to Di Luo stood stiffly on the spot, not daring to move.

"Fuck you! Get them all!" Feilong stepped forward angrily with a knife, and said: "Fuck you, my labor and management cut your tongue and picked out your tendons today!"

Sister Bonnie shed tears in humiliation and said "Yeah".

Sister Bonnie stood tremblingly on the spot, special code, she is a madman!!!

Di Luo bit on a cigarette, lowered his head and lit it: "Are you awesome? A woman can convince the bad guy under her so much. Is there someone behind her?"

In front of Tsuen Wing Teahouse, Shaqiang asked in confusion: "Brother Luo, should we ask Uncle Lei to borrow someone?"

Twenty minutes later, Shaqiang drove to Yuen Long with Di Luo.

Dillo returned to the nightclub. He pried open the wooden box. Under the straw, more than a dozen guns and a box of bullets were placed inside.

Thugs from all directions rushed over in a swarm, dozens of them. Sister Bonnie stared at Dilo with hatred from a distance, as if he would be chopped into pieces in the next second.

"Shirt boys? Those with special sizes, their hands are full of chickens! There are hundreds of chickens, you let them carry the knife?" Di Luo cursed angrily, he waved his hand: "Go out with me later,

In addition, I must make it clear to my brothers that tonight I will clean up Yau Tsim Mong’s business. As long as it is a gray industry, labor and management must pay taxes! Let them know who has the final say in Yau Tsim Mong!”

Late at night, the hotel front desk received a complaint, and the front desk promptly reported it to Dilo.

The two discussed very harmoniously. In Lei Wenhai's eyes, Di Luo was now his right-hand man. As for borrowing a dozen guns, it was extremely simple.

He quickly raised his hand and pulled the trigger, moving smoothly without blinking an eye. With the proficiency in firearm attributes, he shot a headshot with a gun!

"Bang bang bang!"

Sister Bonnie wiped her cold sweat and agreed, and quickly went to find Liu Piaopiao.

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It goes as quickly as it comes.

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The blue and white shirt was half-covered, with the buttons only tied at the hem. The black pleated skirt fell on the thighs, and a pair of perfectly proportioned legs lay on the side. The fragrance made Di Luo's blood surge instantly.

Silly Qiang ran in: "Brother Luo, She Zaiming can't sit still any longer! Today, Uncle Lei released the news that Brother Luo, you can take the position of Yau Jian Wang! This guy actually has a close relationship with his mortal enemy Foshou.

Now that we have united together and gathered many of our subordinates, we will probably make big moves!"

She was holding a black bag in her hand and shouted: "Brother Luo!"

Di Luo chuckled and said, "If I didn't guess, you are having an affair with Wen Jiahao, right? Is he doing it behind your back? Doing it at night means doing business, right?"

"Okay, Brother Luo!" Shaqiang nodded and went to work.

"Ah~ help!" Many patrons watching the theater around him screamed in fright and hid one after another.

"Go and call Liu Piaopiao!"

He pushed the muzzle of the gun hard against Sister Bonnie's chin. Sister Bonnie stood on tiptoes and raised her face, not daring to look directly into his cold eyes.

"Fuck! Let me put my hands on my head and squat down! Do you hear me? Do you hear me! Hurry up!" Di Luo walked up to Sister Bonnie in a drunken state and slapped her cheek with the barrel of his gun: "You don't have to squat!"

Di Luo smiled and let her hold his arm, and walked out with hands and feet so that he could come back again.

Dilo bit his cigarette butt and cursed at the theatergoers around him: "You idiots! What are you looking at? One more shot and I'll kill you!"

Quickly, let’s get to the point.

Fat Dragon and a few bad guys were lying straight on the floor, with broken bones and blood flying all over the sky, which was even more gorgeous under the sea of ​​pink lights.

"Now we have 300 people under our command. She Zaiming and Foshou Jian have about 600 people in total." Sha Qiang said after thinking, "Brother Luo, we can borrow some from Hua Shan."

people."

After speaking, Di Luo put away the gun and said with a smile: "Okay, I will let you go today! I, Di Luo, am not a murderous person. From now on, I will pay money every month to go to the uncensored zone in Asia!"

"I'm telling you, now! I have the final say in the entire Yau Tsim Mong!" Di Luo flicked the ashes of his cigarette disdainfully, "In the entire Yau Tsim Mong, I, Di Luo, have the final say! Who lives and who dies, I have the final say! Sir

That won’t work either!”

"If you don't lend me a person, lend me a gun!" Di Luo let out a sigh of relief and chuckled. Even if there were a thousand people like She Zaiming and Foshou Jian, without guns, they would all be living targets!

In the teahouse, Di Luo greeted Lei Wenhai with a smile.

As soon as I put out my cigarette butt, Sister Bonnie led Liu Piaopiao over.

In the hotel, Liu Piaopiao changed into a sailor suit after taking a shower.

"Damn!!!" Di Luo stood up.

Liu Piaopiao had a carefree temperament, and even though Sister Bonnie told her along the way that she must serve Di Luo well, she didn't care.

"Wow! What a good guy! Brother Luo!" Shaqiang looked excited.

Di Luo grabbed a spray gun, chewed the cigarette butt and smiled with satisfaction. It had great lethality and wide range. He stood it in front of the crowd and sprayed it all over.

He took a casual look at the spray gun and ordered with a smile: "Silly Qiang, for the remaining dozen guns, find a few brothers who are capable of shooting, brave enough, and loyal, and give them to them at ten o'clock in the evening.

Let’s start at two o’clock!”

"Okay, boss, I just happened to have a lot of guys under my hands in the past few days who are good at beating up brothers. What a bullshit Snake Ming, Buddha's Hand Jian!" Shaqiang rubbed his hands with a happy look on his face.

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