Xiang Hua snorted coldly, then shouted loudly: "Come here, please untie it for him!"

With a command, Xiaodi, who was standing at the door and guarding the post, walked in, looked at Xiang Hua with surprise, and reluctantly untied the restraints on the soldier.

"Boss, I definitely think there is something wrong with this person." The little brother with a pockmarked face still did not give up and explained.

"Why do you say so much? If I ask you to untie it, you will untie it. Be careful that I will peel you off." Xiang Hua said impatiently.

When the pockmarked face saw it, he could only retreat timidly. If he continued, his skin would probably be no longer safe.

"Okay, after the banquet, come and find me. I'm in the private room on the second floor. You can find me as soon as you inquire." Xiang Hua said, and left the small dark room.

Before leaving, he told Mazi to look at him at the door, and then walked towards his private room. Seeing this, Mazi's face looked like he was touching oil. He looked at Xiang Hua tightly, his eyes full of joy. After all, in this money shop, an unknown man could talk to such a big man, that one would never dare to think about. Moreover, the other party gave him a task, and it was Xiang Hua the darkest now. It was something that everyone in the Taoist could never dare to think about.

"What are you doing? He's gone, why are you still staying here?" At this time, the soldier was already very upset. Since he was there, he had absolutely nothing good, but at this moment he was following him tightly like a sticky candy.

"It's nothing, it's just that someone wants me to look down on you, so I have no choice but to follow you." Mazi's face pretended to be helpless, and her sloppy expression was very attractive.

After hearing this, the soldier sighed helplessly and said lightly: "Okay, you can follow me, I didn't say you won't let me." As he said that, he walked while looking for a place where there was no one.

The pockmarked face followed her more and more and more and more. The normal little brother, no matter the boss, would choose places with a large crowd to eat, drink and have fun, but the person in front of him was getting more and more prosperous and remote, and he didn't even want to stop. According to common sense, it can be said that he is a place to solve problems.

Suddenly, something wrong flashed through his mind, and he turned around quietly. Before he could react, he ran away instantly, shouting while running: "Brother Hua, someone is here..."

There was a dull sound, and Mazifang fainted on the ground with one hundred eyes. The soldier looked at Mazifang with disdain, then looked at the surrounding situation, and quickly ran towards a small door, looked at the world that happened to connect to the outside, so he quickly picked up his pistol and shot it in the sky.

"Cao, why did you give a signal at this time?" Liu Mou heard Zhu Ziming's cursing voice and looked up and saw a green flash bomb flying straight towards the sky from the back door of the money house hotel. A brand new landscape appeared on the road passing by.

Suddenly, just as Liu Mou was fascinated by his eyes, there was another deafening sound next to his ears, accompanied by a sound that looked like a bird's song. Looking up, I saw a neon light that looked even better than the green light.

As the signal flares slowly fell, the sound of continuous shootings was very loud around the money shop hotel. From a distance, it looked like a light bulb swaying in the wind, flashing and illuminating.

As he jumped, with two gunshots, a little brother who was not far from Liu Mou slowly fell down. He looked at Zhu Ziming beside him with an arrogant look on his face, and laughed: "Haha, it's so fucking good. Let's have a few more, it's so terrible!"

Seeing this scene in front of him, Liu Mou felt inexplicable pity, pitying the gangsters in the money shop hotel. Although they are all bad guys who do evil, they are at least a life. Now this big nest has been wrapped up, and even if they can survive, they will only survive.

Dengdeng... At this time, the gunfire became more and more intense. From the beginning, there was only one fire point in the south, which had spread into fire from all directions. The main entrance was even more intense. Bai Yong, relying on his strong body, had already rushed inside with the help of bullets.

"Old, that's the matter... I have something unknown. Can you explain it?" Liu Mou looked at a small money house that caused such a big battle scene, and suddenly felt confused.

"Tell me." Zhu Zi waved his hand clearly and said with no concern.

"I want to know, your purpose this time is to capture many living people, or not to keep a single living person?" At this time, this matter became the flesh of Liu Mou. These people are all a life, and even if they are taken to do hard work, they are better than death.

When Zhu Ziming heard this, he turned his head and looked at Liu Mou with a serious look on his face, "Listen, we have not killed people. The only person here with a murder license is me. I asked those soldiers to come. The guns in their hands are all empty bullets and have no lethality. However, if you can have special substances to knock the enemy out, you will not be able to wake up within a long time."

"It's such a stupid thing to kill someone, let the police do it." Zhu Ziming sneered, then grabbed a pistol and robbed two times at a younger brother who had just run out of the east gate. Suddenly, the little figure fell slowly.

When Liu Mou heard Zhu Ziming say this, he also felt relieved. When he saw Zhu Ziming's design skills, he quickly clapped his hands and said, "Sharpshooter, old, you are amazing. I admire you. You can kill it with just one shot at such a long distance."

"What are these? Back then... Forget it, let alone the past, the hero will not mention the courage of the past. When people get old, their eyes will be blurred." Zhu Ziming smiled helplessly and said.

Then Liu Mou and Zhu Ziming laughed a few times at the same time, and the two seemed to form something.

......

"Call Ma Zichao to me." Hearing the gunshots outside, Xiang Hua could still hold his foot in a steady state and drink lightly.

Then the two of them walked in with a guy with a pockmarked face. The pockmarked face looked drowsy and was dragged by someone, looking extremely embarrassed.

"What a fucking waste." Xiang Hua said, pouring a glass of wine and pouring it onto the pockmarked face.

In an instant, Poziface woke up from his coma. When he saw the situation around him clearly, he quickly knelt down and crawled and begged for mercy, saying, "Brother Hua, that kid can do it, I can't do it either, I have tried my best." As he said that, he burst into tears, and cried.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!