In the underground parking lot, there are two neat rows of black suits and black sunglasses standing there straight.?                                                                                                                 

One hundred people? Two hundred people? No, it is not calculated by how many people are used, but by how many cars are used.

Monica's son brought to everyone was elite soldiers, and every two people had an Audi. The number was multiplied by two in the parking lot. And the entire underground parking lot was more than two hundred Audis, they had packaged this underground parking lot.

What surprised Long Xiaoqi the most was that there was no Westerner here, all Chinese. Some came from the big circle, some came from the Hongmen, some came from the Sanhe Association, some came from the Fuqing Gang and Qingtian Gang... There were too many gangs, all of them were big and small, but they were all Chinese gangs.

"Son-in-law, I'm Asheng, smoking." A black suit lit a cigarette for Long Xiaoqi.

Son-in-law?

Long Xiaoqi widened his eyes. He didn't know when he became a son-in-law. However, this Ah Sheng was quite good at looking at the eyes and was very tiring.

After taking a deep breath of cigarettes, Long Xiaoqi looked around and nodded.

"Son-in-law, you are all here. Please give me instructions on what to do." Asheng smiled and said, "Although there are fewer people, don't worry, everyone can fight and fight. When our Chinese gangs go abroad, they rely on daring to fight and fight."

"Get to the job." Long Xiaoqi spit out the smoke and said, "What weapons have you prepared?"

"Pistol, slight rush, and grenades." Asheng whispered.

"What else? Are the rifles ready? Are the sniper rifles ready? Are the bazooka ready? Are the mines ready? At the worst, you have to get two six-barrel heavy machine guns?" Long Xiaoqi asked.

He felt that it was too shabby. So many people were wearing suits and sunglasses and were like gangsters, but there was nothing. There were only pistols, slight rushes, grenades... What can you do with these things?

"Uh... there aren't these, but it's okay to think of a solution." Asheng smiled and said, "If my son-in-law likes it, he can get two sniper rifles to play with... but these weapons are enough."

The above said that he wanted to vent his anger for his son-in-law, so many people came. Asheng was not the sacred person of Long Xiaoqi. When he heard that the other party wanted six heavy machine guns, he immediately guessed that this was just a young man who was in a swelling position.

Nowadays, gangs are together and make money. Who can run around the streets with six heavy machine guns with no problem? Now, it is no longer the time to conquer the world when you are desperate. You are trying every means to make money. As long as you are not raiding the house and destroying the hatred of the whole family, you don’t need heavy weapons at all.

Besides, although the heavy weapons are sharp, they are not good if they are found by the police.

"Okay, take off the black suit. If you wear it like this, you will know that we are gangsters. Not bad." Long Xiaoqi thought for a while and said, "Don't drive Audi, either. Get a few more vans, then change into denim suits, and want to have the kind of ragged ones. By the way, I'm going to take you into a hijab and steel pipe. I'm going to take you into a big fight."

"ah?"

Asheng opened his mouth wide, he didn't know what Long Xiaoqi meant.

"What are you?" Long Xiaoqi, who was biting the cigarette, glared at Asheng: "Do you understand if you take a big fight?"

"Yes, yes, yes... prepare immediately!" Asheng nodded vigorously.

Soon, everyone drove away, and it was quite quick. Long Xiaoqi nodded and walked upstairs to return to Monica's residence.

He felt a little bit painful. So many people were quite cool, but the standard weapons were not good. He wanted to build a mafia and do it hard, otherwise he would be frustrated to death if he couldn't overcome this hurdle.

"Monica, is this the person sent by your dad? Why do they look like an embroidered pillow?" Long Xiaoqi was a little unhappy and directly questioned Monica.

"No, they are all very powerful, Asheng is the most famous double flower red stick." Monica smiled seriously: "There are many gold medal thugs inside, all of which are very powerful in each gang."

"Uh...awesome?" Long Xiaoqi frowned.

Why doesn't he think these guys are powerful? They don't seem to be enough for him to squeeze them out at once.

"Of course you don't look great." Monica said happily: "Do you think anyone can rescue me from the African rainforest like you? You are the most powerful!"

This flattery is also what Long Xiaoqi thinks.

"But your dad is too stingy, and there are no heavy weapons, just pistols, submachine guns and grenades." Long Xiaoqi continued with dissatisfaction: "Monica, you know the equipment I have used before, at least there must be a rifle, right? Why do you have to have a sniper rifle, right? In this way, you ask your dad to get some heavy weapons, such as Barrett m82a1 or something."

"Well, I'll call him now." Monica nodded, still looking happy.

Long Xiaoqi didn't understand what this beautiful girl was having fun? She was always happy, and I really don't know what happy things she encountered.

Soon, Monica finished the phone call and looked at Long Xiaoqi with some frustration.

"Dad said he doesn't have heavy weapons. If you want heavy weapons, do it yourself." Monica looked guilty: "Why do I call my dad and rub him for a while?"

Long Xiaoqi waved his hand and took out the phone to call Zhao Ying: "Wife, I need a batch of weapons, Rotterdam needs a batch, Spain needs a batch, Belgium, Denmark, Hungary, Britain... This batch of Italy needs a little more and more powerful."

After hanging up the phone, Long Xiaoqi smiled with a cigarette in his arms. However, he saw that Monica's joy disappeared, and instead he was a faint resentment.

But now Long Xiaoqi has not had time to deal with this beautiful girl, so he still has to kill people.

...

All the gang members changed into jeans as Long Xiaoqi ordered, hid all the hot weapons, and rushed in the van with a hijab, a watermelon knife, and a steel pipe.

"Brother Sheng, what's the origin of this son-in-law?" asked a member who was more familiar with A Sheng.

"I don't know, it's the lady's object anyway." Asheng said.

"But why did he ask us to dress like this? Should we cut people?"

"What are you doing if you don't cut people? Alas, you actually need heavy weapons? This son-in-law... Look at the scar on his face, and then look at the wounds on his body..." Asheng frowned.

"Are you a soft meal?" the member smiled.

"I'm talking so much, don't want to live anymore? I asked us to do things with you, and we'll do things with you. How could we do so much?" Asheng glared at the other party and said, "You're a double flower red stick, and you don't know at all. The brothers who came are all gold medal thugs from various gangs, right? Do you need to say more?"

The member instantly understood and he understood what Asheng meant.

Why are all gold medal thugs here? This is not that you have nothing to do when you are full, but that you protect your son-in-law from being injured. Why don’t you do such a big formation? You have nothing to do?

That is, the master is talking. If he doesn't say anything, how could so many gold medal thugs from gangs get together? It's too common to fight and kill each other and fight for territory, which means that one word from my master can make them work together.

"Son-in-law!" Asheng ran to the elevator with a smile on his face.

"Are you ready?" Long Xiaoqi held a cigarette in his mouth.

"Okay, as you mean, haha."

"Go ahead, chop people."
Chapter completed!