Wang Yong got up from the bed and poured half a bottle of white wine that had not yet been finished into his stomach in one breath.

When a person is forced to do anything.

To kill someone, you must have something handy. Is there any better weapon than a pistol?

Although our country implements gun control, it is easy for some people to get a gun, as long as they have money in their pockets.

Wang Yong took out his cell phone and called without hesitation.

It was so late and the person was already asleep. Wang Yong called the other side twice before he could get it connected.

"Wang Yong, are you looking for death? Why are you calling here in the middle of the night?"

An impatient curse came from the other end of the phone.

"Master Wu, prepare a gun for me, twenty bullets." Wang Yong was scolded and was not angry, but calmly put forward his thoughts.

Mr. Wu is a gun dealer, making and selling guns in one stop. Regarding Mr. Wu, he is also a character, so I will give a brief introduction.

No one can ignore it, even an ordinary person, let alone Mr. Wu, who is really extraordinary.

Mr. Wu is only in his forties and is from the same era as Wang Yong. Mr. Wu used to be a lathe worker, able to use various machine tools skillfully, have first-class skills in processing things, are flexible in mind, and love to study.

If you can't earn a lot of money for working for others, you can support your family at most. Later, Mr. Wu bought a set of machine sheets to do it. Mr. Wu was ambitious to invest all the money, but the benefits were not great and he kept holding on.

Later, a friend asked Mr. Wu to renovate a gun. According to his friend's request, Mr. Wu easily completed the transformation. His friend gave Mr. Wu five hundred yuan on the spot. Later, his friend asked Mr. Wu to renovate a gun every now and then, and even provided materials for Mr. Wu to replicate a gun.

It was from that time that Mr. Wu embarked on the road of transforming guns and imitating guns. Now, Mr. Wu is one of the black-market gun providers in Jiangdong and has made a lot of money.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm going to sleep now and I'm hanging up the phone." Mr. Wu said impatiently.

"Ten thousand yuan per hand."

"Then come here and get it yourself, don't forget to bring the money." Mr. Wu said in a slow tone.

A fake 54 pistol in the black market is only about 1,000 yuan, so Wang Yong offered a price of 10,000 yuan, which is already far from the market price. Who would be unable to get along with the money? Mr. Wu immediately lost all sleepiness and agreed.

"One hour."

Wang Yong hung up the phone with a snap.

Although Wang Yong didn't have much money, he still had 10,000 yuan. Besides, he smashed Chen Yuting's store, Ma Xiaoshuai gave him 50,000 yuan, and took up a big chunk and distributed 10,000 yuan.

Wang Yong lived in an old-fashioned courtyard, which could not be broken any more. This was the only inheritance left to him by his father and mother after his death. With a cane, Wang Yong went out.

Wang Yong had a piece of rag wrapped around his knee. He was so seriously injured that he should go to the hospital for a look, but this guy forced himself to go home.

It will definitely hurt very much, it will hurt heartily. But when Wang Yong thought of taking revenge, he couldn't feel the pain.

There was a three-hand Wuling Rongguang parked in the yard. It could not be broken anymore. Wang Yong bought it for 8,000 yuan and it was strong and durable.

Mr. Wu lives in a shop in Jiangdong Hardware City. There is a processing machine tool on the first floor and a sleeping floor on the second floor. His wife and children live in the villa. If he has too much life, Mr. Wu will be busy until very late and is too lazy to go home, so he stays in the shop.

Wang Yong arrived in nearly an hour.

Mr. Wu had already prepared a fake May 4 and twenty bullets. Since he was an acquaintance, he paid the money and delivered the goods in the same way. Even if the transaction was completed, it was simply and accurately, not as terrifying as the movie was rendered.

"Old Wang, what happened to your other leg? Did you have a car accident?" Mr. Wu asked.

Wang Yong didn't answer, put the gun into his waist, and turned his head and walked away. Mr. Wu, who was confused.

Liu Ziqiang stays in the bath center until very late every day.

With his son Liu Ziqiang, he changed and saw through the previous fights and killings. Now Liu Ziqiang is really working hard to run his own bath center. The younger brothers are also very supportive. Look at the younger brothers in the beggar bar, they are happy all day long and have money to play with women. Liu Ziqiang's younger brothers are also envious!

Tonight, Liu Ziqiang held a meeting for the backbone employees of the bath center, and Zhang Hui also attended.

In the eyes of the employees, Zhang Hui was full of spring breeze! Zhang Hui spent more than 100,000 yuan to buy clothes for Erdan and Yuting, and Liu Ziqiang gave her another 200,000 yuan. How can she not be full of spring breeze?

The benefits of bath centers are now rising steadily, which is a good thing, but the climbing is not fast enough. Liu Ziqiang's requirement is that the benefits should rise in an index rather than a straight line, and it is best to run up with the rocket.

The turnover this month is 20 million, and it will reach 25 million next month, and then it will cost 30 million next month, and so on.

The backbone employees are deeply impressed by Yalishan University.

"Tomorrow is a new beginning, and I will be energized by a hundred times. Okay, today's meeting will be here and the meeting will be over."

Liu Ziqiang stood up from the chair and took the lead in walking out of the conference room. He was very majestic as the boss. Zhang Hui followed behind, and his leather shoes were stepping on the floor, and the sound of a joke was loud.

"Ziqiang, go to my place tonight. My son misses you very much." Zhang Hui said.

"Well, okay, if my son loses weight, let's see how I deal with you."

"Hate."

...

Outside the Mediterranean bathing center, across the road, a Wuling Rongguang was parked there ten minutes ago. Wang Yong was sitting in the car smoking a cigarette and watching the surrounding environment.

Wang Yong didn't plan to take action tonight, he just came over to check in. Wang Yong didn't even know that Liu Ziqiang was still in the bath center.

Shoot and run away, there is enough time.

Wang Yong had just arrived from the beggar bar and stayed outside the bar for twenty minutes.

The person Wang Yong wanted to kill was not Liu Ziqiang, but also the three leaders of the Beggars' Sect and a gang leader.

Liu Ziqiang came out wearing a black windbreaker. Zhang Hui held his arm, followed by five bodyguards. The standard gangster boss' outfit was so majestic!

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Wang Yong had just finished smoking a classic Hongtashan 1956. The popular cigarette was so exciting. After smoking, Wang Yong threw the cigarette butt out the window and drove the car to flash. But at this moment, Wang Yong was both nervous and surprised when he saw his enemy. What was nervous was that he killed someone for the first time, and he was a little excited and scared. What was surprised was that he could take revenge when he saw his enemy.

After a moment of melancholy, Wang Yong held the May Fourth pistol in his hand and shook a little.

"Ziqiang, our baby is about to have his first birthday. What are you going to give him?"

"Are you one year old? I'll go, so soon, I forgot when my son was born."

Zhang Hui gave Liu Ziqiang a blank look and said, "Is there anyone like you who is a father? I don't even know his son's birthday."

"Haha, just kidding, how could I not know my son's birthday? Is it right?"

"You still remember it."

"How is our son's appetite? Can you eat it?"

"I'm all for my son to eat, so don't even think about it."

...

The bodyguard had already driven a Mercedes-Benz business out of the parking lot and was waiting outside.

Liu Ziqiang and Zhang Hui were talking and laughing and then went out.

Wang Yong also moved the glory of Powuling. At night, there were not many cars on the road. Wang Yong drove the car to a turn on the wide Loulan Avenue, and then slowly approached Liu Ziqiang's Mercedes-Benz Business.

No one would have thought that a shooting would take place in dozens of seconds.

Liu Ziqiang strided loudly and felt the glory of life. I think Liu Ziqiang was just a gangster back then, and it was quite difficult to have the situation today. Liu Ziqiang remembered the bitterness and sweetness more than once, and he felt deeply moved every time.

Hei-Dao No. 1 is also a person with temperament!

The bodyguard opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz business car and respectfully invited Liu Ziqiang and his woman to take their seats.

If Liu Ziqiang had been sitting in first before, but this time Liu Ziqiang changed his mind and asked Zhang Hui to sit in first.

"Ziqiang, come up quickly, it's quite cold outside."

Wuling Rongguang is driving very slowly and is still close to the middle. A distance of ten meters, such a big target is that a three-year-old child will not miss the shot with a slingshot!

Wang Yong's palms were sweating, his hands holding the gun were shaking, and he was so nervous that he even forgot about the pain in his knees.

The arrow was on the string and Wang Yong held the steering wheel with one hand and held the gun with the other hand and stretched out the window.

Liu Ziqiang, a bodyguard with a fast eye, saw someone holding a gun and was about to shoot Liu Ziqiang, and immediately shouted: "Boss, be careful."

As the bodyguard said that, he rushed towards Liu Ziqiang, but it was still a few seconds later. Even Erdan felt inferior to himself!

Bang bang bang!

Wang Yong shot three consecutive shots at Liu Ziqiang's head without hesitation.

Wang Yong had been eating for decades, but he didn't hit the target even though he was so close. The aiming head was hit on the shoulder.

"Fuck." Wang Yong cursed and aimed at Liu Ziqiang's belly, thinking that his head was too small, he could always hit you in the belly!

Liu Ziqiang's younger brother threw Liu Ziqiang down, and at the same time Wang Yong also fired a gun and bullets penetrated Liu Ziqiang's head.

Wang Yong was really not intentional. He was clearly aiming at Liu Ziqiang's belly. If you want to blame him, he would blame Liu Ziqiang's younger brother. He would not pounce on him sooner or later, and he had to wait for Wang Yong to shoot before he could pounce on him.

Everything is God's will, everything is destiny.

Wang Yong put away his gun, then drove the car and ran away.

There was a mess outside the Mediterranean bathing center. Zhang Hui didn't believe that Liu Ziqiang had already died.

"Ambulance, call an ambulance!" Zhang Hui cried and cried while hugging Liu Ziqiang.

Zhang Hui’s today is a bet, it seems that she won the bet. But if Liu Ziqiang dies, all efforts will be in vain.

Liu Ziqiang is no longer conscious. He may survive when he was shot in the head, but the possibility is too low.

Liu Ziqiang's eyes were open angrily, as if he still had infinite attachment to this world.

The bodyguards had called the police and called 12o, but they didn't have any hope for the boss to survive. The Mercedes-Benz also started to move and chased Wang Yong.

A bodyguard tentatively tested Liu Ziqiang's breathing, and then shook his head.

"Sister-in-law, brother is not good."

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Chapter completed!