As night fell, a bright moon hung high in the sky, the air became more and more cold, and Zhuque Street was covered with fallen leaves, and the cleaners had not had time to clean it. The second floor of the small house in the distance was still lit, and the sound of his mother beating and scolding his son with poor academic performance came. The blurred street lights made people look abnormal, and there was no pedestrian on the road. On the cold winter night, no one wanted to wander around except homeless people.

But there were a group of madmen making noise on the street, with no less than a thousand people, each with a motorcycle under the crotch, which was as chaotic as a market. Some were crowded in a group and played cards and betting money under the street lights, some were scolding each other, some were pricking their ears and listening to their mothers scolding their sons, and some wore mp4 to enjoy music, ignoring anything.

Nandi stood on the higher flowerbed steps and shouted: "Give me peace of mind! Why are you okay to eat when you are full? If anyone else is a dick, I will use steel bars to penetrate his asshole!"

Even when he shouted a few times, no one paid attention to it. Everyone still did their own way. He was angry and was about to catch a few people who made a fuss and slapped a few times to achieve his authority. Someone shouted: "Little White Dragon is here, everyone should stop arguing."

Immediately, the whole street was like a vacuum layer that had been drained from the air, all the sounds disappeared, leaving only unknown birds cooing, as quiet as a cemetery in the desert at midnight.

An old man opened the window and shouted, "Why are you suddenly so quiet? You are not used to it and can't sleep at all. Please continue to quarrel."

The crowd separated a road. Ye Xiaobai controlled the direction of the new Harley motorcycle with one hand, and held a shotgun in the other hand. With countless younger brothers giving gazes, he insisted on not shaking it, otherwise he would not forgive himself if something went wrong. His lips were closed and his expression was cold. Wearing sunglasses in the dark night hindered his vision, but in order to be cool, he couldn't take care of it. As long as he drove this road smoothly, it was victory.

Fang Guilong, who had been in the gang for two or three years, shouted: "Brother Bai seems to be Terminator t800, so fascinating."

"Who? Who said it?" Ye Xiaobai immediately jumped out of the car and pulled out the crowd, and looked back and forth coldly: "Who said I am the Terminator?"

Fang Guilong's head buzzed, and he was shocked. He flattered himself and slapped the horse's legs. This time he was dead. Just as he was about to get into the crowd, everyone moved away, leaving a 5-meter-meter-shaped area around him, for fear of being implicated by this kid. They all pointed and shouted: "It's Fang Guilong! His epilepsy was offended again. Hey, Fang Guilong, your time to take medicine is coming soon, and you haven't returned to Qingshan to stay here, why are you staying here?"

Fang Guilong jumped up in anger and cursed: "Yang Feigou! You whore you still owed me two hundred yuan when will you pay it back? Cow Shit 3! Last time, you Mazi ran away with someone, aren't you venting your anger for you?" But the little white dragon in the north city had already walked over with a fierce look, wearing leather jacket and leather pants, holding a long-handled shotgun in his hand. His bad face seemed to be like someone who would blow his head. He hurriedly said: "Brother Bai, I..."

Ye Xiaobai patted his shoulder vigorously and smiled, "Good boy, you have a good vision and you are really good at knowing the goods. It's worth the cultivation of you for many years. From today on, you will be the person in charge of the entrance of Yuanhu Road."

Fang Guilong instantly ascended from hell to heaven. His heart was unspeakable in words. He felt that he had really had epilepsy at this moment, which was worth it. He immediately changed into a professional film critic's eyes and said seriously: "In that second just now, I almost thought that the Terminator broke through time and space and appeared in front of us. It was so domineering and so eye-catching!"

The onlookers who were waiting to watch the fun patted their legs and regretted it. However, it was not too late to fix the sheep, and the flattery was sensation on Zhuque Street. The gangsters who lacked cultural influence could only say that they were handsome and cool, which was enough to make Ye Xiaobai's self-esteem expand. He glanced at Nandi and said to himself: "You spider-man, go find the urinal and drown yourself."

Without looking at the crowd cheering at him, he turned around and stepped onto the Harley motorcycle and said word by word: "Now, it is the world of the Speed ​​Party."

Bei Mingjun had just ascended to the throne of the clan leader for a few days and had no time to buy a third luxury house. He was unwilling to go to a strange place he did not trust and returned to his original old residence again. Compared with the mountain of feces in the Yuzi Lake villa, the thirty dog ​​corpses looked very kind and friendly, and looked so cute.

Captain Chen called quickly: "Boss, the guard post has just sent a message. About two kilometers away, the speeding party came from all directions, forming a large encirclement to surround us."

Bei Mingjun knew that if he called the police, Jia Chaoyang would only send a few idle people to delay for two or three hours before going around for a round or two, asking him to help him to humiliate himself. He snorted: "The security guards are all in their place, equipped with weapons, shoot as long as they get close, and shoot them. If necessary, they can shoot and kill a few to shock them. If something is necessary, I will be responsible for it, and I will guarantee that the police will never pursue it. I will guarantee that he will be prosperous and prosperous for the rest of his life. As long as tonight, each person will be rewarded with 10,000 yuan, and an outstanding performance will be rewarded with 100,000 yuan. Captain Chen, you

The reward is 500,000, tonight, and the others will be calculated.

Captain Chen was overjoyed: "Boss, you said it a long time ago! We have been waiting for this. Brothers, why are you still standing there? I don't care whether they throw the floor or the sanitary napkins this time, I will put them on top of them. I will kill a few people who are blind first!"

In the yard, there were bodyguards carrying washbasins to protect their heads and faces, and Guiguile was huddled under the black iron fence of craftsmanship.

Captain Chen was inspired by money and was very energetic to arrange the overall situation: "Post No. 4, continue to repay the movements of the Speed ​​Party. Where have they been? No. 4? No. 4? Fuck, I must be watching pornographic movies on my phone again! I will fire him tomorrow."

The secret sentry arranged in eight directions by Bei Mingjun has been removed by the speed party led by Ye Xiaobai. With Sa Lei on the side to help, it is easy to find sentries hidden in the houses, on the roofs, and in the buildings.

The first motorcycle was approaching the villa area. The bodyguards were ready to shoot, but the car stopped more than 80 meters away. The distance was a bit far, and the light was not bright enough, so it was difficult to aim.

A man with a very strong hand threw an object at them. Captain Chen shouted, "Keep your mentality stable and hold an umbrella!" He took the initiative to open a long-handled umbrella, standing majestic in the middle of the yard, as if he was bleeding. He was not afraid of it. Seeing that he was ready, the bodyguards shouted in their hearts. Several of them didn't care about their identities and jumped up and squeezed under the umbrella with the captain.

I don’t know how much effort it took for anyone to use. With a rush, Captain Chen was squeezed out and sat on the ground. Five or six people under the umbrella were all looking at the bright moon in the sky with innocent expressions.

Captain Chen was about to curse, but the thing had already flew over and fell to him, and it exploded with a burst of smoke.

"Dry it! Tears, go quickly!"

Captain Chen wanted to be a hero and planned to kick the tear gas away with one foot, but the smoke spread very quickly and instantly passed by his body. He could not see anything in the white fog. Before his feet could come out, he immediately choked. His eyes were as spicy as pepper water that had been soaked for ten years. Tears, snot, and saliva kept pouring out, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

The divine pitcher eighty meters away threw out a few tear gas bombs continuously and exploded in three directions of the villa. The villa area was filled with smoke, like a fairyland on earth, and like a fired thatched cottage.

After a while, more than a dozen stumbled bodyguards ran out of the thick fog, their eyes swollen and wept. At first glance, they were comparable to those of a filial son who was mourning in the mourning hall. The extremely sad expression on his face made people feel sad and cry when they saw it.

"I heard that there are professional security experts. Bei Mingjun's stupid donkey was cheated. He was just a liar. He didn't even understand the basics of safety."

Ye Xiaobai wore a gas mask that seriously damaged the beauty of the "Terminator T800" image. He stepped on the engine and the motorcycle rushed out. He controlled the accelerator with his right hand, released the clutch with his left hand, grabbed the shotgun and shot a bodyguard who was staggering in front of him, covered his eyes and staggering. "Okay, you work for Bei Mingjun, helping the evil, and you will die!"

"Bang!" The bullet bloomed on the bodyguard's shoulder, and the plasma sprayed out like a twisted faucet, shaking like a locomotive, causing him to fly backwards and knock down another person in a diagonal manner. The huge inertia caused the collision between the two very fiercely, and even broke the bones of the man.

This kind of terrifying effect is absolutely shocking to the enemy, but everyone is caught in tear gas, and none of them can open their eyes, which makes them less fun.

Ye Xiaobai almost fell off the Harley motorcycle. During the process, he shot with his left hand that he was not used to, and it was difficult to control the force, which made half of his shoulders numb. He complained secretly: "This is the price of pretending to be cool. Everyone is watching from behind and enduring it."

He quickly inserted the shotgun into the back waist, tightened the front of the car with both hands, and the Harley motorcycle continued to cast off and hit the iron door. In order to reflect the classical temperament and pomp, Bei Mingjun did not use electronic opening and closing doors, so he only hired two well-dressed door boys to open the door with human power when the car entered and exited. At this time, he was hit by the car, and the chain was taken out, and the iron door bounced open to both sides, hurting several bodyguards with no eyes.

Ye Xiaobai was shocked again and his mouth was numb and his blood was churning. I imagine that Brother Nan must be waiting to see his own jokes, and he could die heroically but not make a fool of himself, so he continued to endure it!

The second and third-level north wind at night blew away the thick smoke, and a large number of people in the yard covered their eyes and burst into tears, like headless flies running around. Some took out their pistols and turned them several times but still couldn't find the right direction.

Harley turned a ninety-degree bend and stopped steadily. Ye Xiaobai stepped on the ground, raised his left hand, and a bullet clattered, and he smiled leisurely: "Who can tell me where Bei Mingjun is?"
Chapter completed!