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    "Want to run! Dream about your big head!"

    Seeing that these fat sheep and country bumpkins were startled and vigilantly avoiding the posture, the green hair immediately became excited, and screamed at the horse boys: "Outflank the past, block the two ends, don't let them escape!  "

    It was already past eleven o'clock at night, and the nightclub was full of smoke, and more and more people were pouring in.

    Lumao and a few horse boys scolded, pushed and shoved to push away the excited crowd, and tyrannically went against the flow of people to block the exit amidst screaming and cursing, watching the street rushing boys stand up with a drunk  The smoked fat sheep seemed to be hesitant to stop and dare not approach the door, and the green hair became more excited, shouting loudly in the noisy and fierce dance music: "Crazy line! If they don't come over, go up and pull"

    Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the little white-faced Dalu boy touch something out of his arms, and threw it into the air!

    Lu Mao stared at his small eyes, and saw sparks sparkling in the mid-air. Before he could understand what it was, there was a loud "crack, crack, crack" sound, and he was so shocked that his scalp went numb.  Amidst the cries, he reflexively squatted on the spot.

    "Gun, someone shot!"

    "Ah! Help!"

    Many people were so frightened that they ran with their heads in their arms, and fled to the exit. More people squatted down on the spot, holding their heads tightly, as if they were reincarnated as ostriches.  The law and order in Hong Kong City has been worrying these years. Many people in Hong Kong City are already very experienced in dealing with things like gun battles and movie openings. In short, they must either run fast or stay in a safe corner.  Don't be brave, whether it's a big-headed green suit or a gangster, how can you care about the safety of the onlookers when you shoot a gun?

    "Damn you! It's just firecrackers, who the hell throws firecrackers here!"

    "Ah! I stepped on my mother's foot!"

    After a while of commotion, Lumao came to his senses and got up in a hurry, not even a hair of that mainland boy was visible.

    Among the crowd who were yelling and cursing, he was so angry that he cursed bitterly: "Mother Dio Lei! Let him run away again!"

    Lu Mao couldn't figure it out, how could there be such a person in the world, who would carry a cannon with him when playing in nightclubs?  There is still a big bag in the area!  Even if this Dalu boy had a gun in his waist and played with a knife, it would not be more outrageous than throwing a cannon in a bag.

    When Liang Dong answered the phone and hurried to "Longfeng Pavilion", the commotion in the store had subsided. I heard that the mainland boy slipped away from his hand again, and so many people failed to leave an arm behind him.  When the legs came, his face darkened instantly.

    "Dong, Brother Dong, I already blocked this Pujie boy, but he took out the cannon" Lumao bit the bullet and explained, feeling that he couldn't justify it.

    Liang Dong glanced sideways at Lu Mao, seeing him creepy, suddenly picked up a half-drunk green bottle of beer on the table, and slammed it on Lu Mao's head.

    boom!  With one sound, Lu Mao's screams sounded almost at the same time, and the cold wine and blood flowed from the top of his head to his neck, and he didn't dare to reach out to wipe it off.

    "Brother Dong, Brother Dong, I, I was wrong! I'll go find this punk boy right away, and I will definitely catch him and give him to you!"

    The green hair whimpered, said indistinctly, and stood trembling in horror.

    "Knowing that I was wrong, why are you still standing? Are you stupid?"

    Liang Dong laughed murderously, patted the green-haired bloody cheek lightly, frowned and sighed: "Why don't you go soon?"

    "Yes, yes! Go!"

    As if he had received an amnesty, the green hair took Ma Zai to find someone.

    "Qiu? Young Master Kun? Daluzi?"

    Liangdong sat alone on the booth, coldly threw the half-lit cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on her shiny pointed leather shoes hard, and crushed the cigarette butt into a pool of shapeless slag

    "Brother Gui, you still carry this cannon with you?"

    Although the bodyguard, A Sheng, is usually not very talkative, today he was a little surprised by Brother Fugui's amazing manipulation. He went to the nightclub with a pack of throwing guns hidden in his arms Is this a new game that he plans to play with the lady?

    "Hahaha, isn't this just for fun, so what, are those gangsters chasing after you?"

    ? Cao Fugui looked up to the sky and laughed. He couldn't figure out how to explain the strange problem of carrying a cannon with him. It can't be said to celebrate the founding of the party, right?  !  He quickly changed the subject abruptly.

    The dog-legged Ahao was still in shock, supporting his smirking Young Master Kun, still wondering, what kind of bastard really wanted to harm the young master?  Even if he didn't believe the Dalu boy, he still believed in the judgment of the retired special forces specially hired by Master Asheng.But he is an inconspicuous "little player", if he accidentally falls into the fight of the giants, the only thing waiting for him is to be crushed to pieces.

    Strangely, Qiao Yingnian slept very peacefully, curled up slightly, like the safest sleeping position for the fetus in the mother's womb, and like a dragon guarding the treasure in his arms.  With his elder brother in his arms, Qiao Yingnian was completely unafraid of such a daunting challenge, and even a kind of excitement called "ambition" sprouted in his heart, like weeds after being stung, growing wildly and tenaciously  

    "Brother Dong! We found it. These two punks live in the 'House X Hotel', and the fat sheep named Qiu also lives in the same hotel."

    With green eyebrows, bruised face and swollen face, with a gauze net covering her head, she excitedly reported to Liang Dong the results of her search and tracking after several days of hard work.

    Liang Dong raised an eyebrow, and answered casually: "Oh?"

    "However, that Gao Daluzai seems to be doing some big business with Huaqi's people. I heard that foreign futures speculation is something. It's a big deal! I see a bunch of guys in suits following him, like some big shots. It's really strange.  ?¡±

    Lumao scratched his head, he didn't know much more about the stock market and futures than his mistresses, and what Ma Zai asked was even more wrong. He only knew that these two mainland boys were quite rich.

    "That rich young man surnamed Qiu turned out to be rich in his family! I heard that the Qiu family is a wealthy man in Wanwan, with assets of more than 100 million yuan. He is from the 'Qiu Group'. Oh, yes, that little boy  Pujiezi has a good name, Cao Fugui!"

    Liang Dong listened while trimming her nails. When she heard the name, she suddenly flicked her knife and smiled crookedly: "Good name, the family is rich!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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