"Fuck you, shit... I'm going to die."

Fu Zhisong looked at the cash on the four iron racks and said to himself with a buzzing head.

"I'm rich!"

"So much money!"

“…!”

After Zhang Xianhui, Senior Brother Dou and others exclaimed, they all rushed to the iron rack. They picked up the money on it, and they roughly checked the authenticity of the matter with the dry mouth. They turned around and shouted at Fu Zhisong: "It's true, it must be true, and they still have a good fortune!"

"Brother Song, you've got the right place now." Zhang Xianhui also turned around with excitement and shouted: "There are all US dollars on this half of the shelf, and it must be at least six or seven million."

"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise!"

Fu Zhisong came back to his senses, waved his hand and shouted at everyone, "It's not a good thing to leak this money. There are also rebels coming to help outside. You all squint first, lock the door, and I'll call Ozawa."

"Crash!"

Senior Brother Dou walked to the wall, reached out to open a cloth bag, looked in, and shouted: "There are still powders. This room should be the safe and granary of the Bianjun!"

"Don't move first, I'll go out and call Ozawa first." Fu Zhisong turned around and was about to go out, and continued to greet him: "Tell Jin Tae-woo, send someone to guard the corridor quickly. No one except his own family can come here!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute."

Senior Brother Dou was stunned and took a step and chased after him.

In the corridor, Fu Zhisong turned around and saw Senior Brother Dou closing the dilapidated basement door. Then he said to him with a smile: "There are no outsiders here, so let's not leave some of them?"

"No, how could you come up with some petty ideas?!" Fu Zhisong responded speechlessly: "I have shares in Xiaoze. Even if I hand over all the money, I still have my share. Why, I still use my own money to greed for myself?"

"If you hand over it, don't you have to share it with others? If you leave a part, isn't it all your own? Are I stupid or are you stupid?" Senior Brother Dou cursed at Fu Zhisong with his eyes squinted: "Don't make me think you're trying to harm you. I can't be greedy for this money, but I only take a small part. I don't care. I'll have everything I think about it. I'm just for you...!"

"Don't say it's so nice." Fu Zhisong replied speechlessly: "You don't want to be greedy, can you come out and talk to me?"

"You bastard don't know how much you are! How many years have you been in the middle of it? What's your foundation? Is your dad a big shot? I'm thinking of you to do something privately, invest in some business outside, and get some physical things. Don't keep your life tied to others...!"

"I don't need you to educate me!" Fu Zhisong interrupted Senior Brother Dou with impatient expression and replied softly: "You go back, I'll go out and make a phone call."

"Looking at your stupid look, I'm so fucking annoyed that I'm not crazy at all." Senior Brother Dou cursed speechlessly, turned around and left.

"Neuropathy!"

After Fu Zhisong replied, he held the phone in his hand, walked forward a few steps, turned around and entered an uninhabited room next to him, and closed the door.

"Didi."

After entering the house, Fu Zhisong lowered his head and wanted to dial Ozawa's number.

"Cruff!"

There was a sudden sound of door opening behind.

"Why are you endless...!" Fu Zhisong turned around with impatient expression.

"Kill my brother, I'll kill you!!" A man with dark skin and holding a military sting in his hand, shouting Burmese language in his mouth, suddenly rushed over from the door.

After Fu Zhisong was stunned, he instinctively hid back. But the other party appeared too suddenly. He had just taken two steps and heard a squirting sound. He looked down again and saw that the other party had stabbed his abdomen with a knife.

"Bang!"

Fortunately, Fu Zhisong reacted very quickly, pulled his body backward, and his forehead hit the other person's face simply and roughly.

"Bang!"

The young man staggered, and his right hand gave up pulling out the Jun from Fu Zhisong's body, and his left hand touched his waist directly.

Fu Zhisong turned around and wanted to hold the gun on his waist.

"Bang!"

The young man was sensitive and his knee lifting action hit his crotch.

"Ao!"

Fu Zhisong screamed and jumped up, and the young man pulled his hand and gun from his waist and raised his arm.

Fu Zhisong turned his head and saw the young man's movements, and his eyes instantly became desperate.

"Kang Kang!"

Two gunshots erupted, and Fu Zhisong shivered, then looked up and saw Senior Brother Dou and the young man tearing each other up.

"Fuck your mom!"

Fu Zhisong roared angrily, pulled out the Jun and stabs inserted in his lower abdomen with his right hand and rushed towards the young man.

"Damn it, you're so cruel!" Senior Brother Dou freed his right hand and wanted to hold down the young man's arm holding a gun with his left hand.

"Puchi, puchi...!"

Fu Zhisong's eyes were red, he pulled the young man's neck with his left hand, and waved the Jun and stabs mechanically with his right hand.

"Kang Kang Kang Kang!"

During the battle between the three of them, gunfire sounded, and the room was quiet for a moment.

"Tread!"

Senior Brother Dou stared at his eyes, lowered his head and took a few steps back. Fu Zhisong turned his head and was stunned on the spot.

"Gudong!"

The young man who was stabbed several times in his chest fell to the ground on his back, holding a gun in his left hand, and tugging his fingers like a nerve.

"Kang Kangkangkang..."

The gunshots rang again, and sparks splattered everywhere on the ground until there were no bullets in the gun. The young man was still lying on the ground, pulling the trigger with blood from his mouth and nose.

"Fuck... fuck... I'm even collapsing." Senior Brother Dou looked down at the three gun holes on his chest, and his feet slipped and he was about to fall.

Fu Zhisong stared at his eyes and held Senior Brother Dou: "You are fucking sick in your head?! He has a gun, why do you do something to grab his hand?!"

"I...I don't fucking him... he will break your head...!" As Brother Dou spoke, blood splashed out from his mouth and nose. He seemed to be afraid of this thing, so he kept wiping it with his hands.

"Bang!"

Fu Zhisong raised his arm with one hand, gritted his teeth and rushed out: "There is a medical car outside, so hold on!"

"Xiaosong, the friends we make now say good things in person. No one will scold us every day like us... I... I... I don't want to come... I don't lack money... But you are my junior brother." Senior Brother Dou's eyes were bright, but his body was hard to move forward.

Fu Zhisong held him, and tears instantly surged like a spring, because he had already felt that in just over ten seconds, Senior Brother Dou's arms had begun to stiffen.

"Six brothers... only you three are left... Take good care of your master. The old man has pulled us up. If you have the ability... don't let him play again... Xiaosong, Senior Brother tells you... Be careful when doing things with others... Only one life is yours, not someone else's... If it's gone... it's really gone..." Senior Brother Dou slowly closed his eyes as he spoke.
Chapter completed!