Chapter 512 Matchstick Corps
The man became more and more proud, kicked the Chevrolet door hard, and shouted, "Drive it quickly, do you want me to remind you? What a stupid pig."
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Two security guards in the parking lot huddled up the power of the electric stove, put their hands on them to bake for heating, and kept cursing: "It's so cold that the weather is so cold that even the intestines are perforated. The hotel doesn't pay a few hundred yuan in heating fees, which is simply abusing the employees."
Suddenly, a sharp scream came from outside. The security guard couldn't help but hold the baton on his waist and asked his companion: "Hey, have you heard anything?"
Instead, my companion felt that the baton was cumbersome, so he took it down and threw it into the corner, took out a bottle of white bottles from the drawer of the desk and said, "I didn't hear anything, I heard nothing, isn't it just a mouse call? Are you going to go out to die in the cold world? What are his people and things? Come, sit down and have a few cups of me brothers."
An hour later, the two of them had forgotten the screams. They saw that it was time to patrol, so they reluctantly put on their hats and gloves and walked out the door.
After turning around for a while, the security guard pointed to the thing below the wheel and asked, "Brother, what's that big thing?"
The flashlight shone over and his companion screamed: "Okay, it seems to be a person!"
The two of them rushed forward and dragged the man out from under the wheel. They quickly looked at their noses, put half of their worries down, and said, "I'm still angry, call an ambulance. You said this man is really, are you drunk here? If you freeze to death, wouldn't it hurt us?"
The companion picked up the flashlight and shone it on the man's face. After looking carefully, he was so scared that he sat down: "He is not a drunk!"
"Oh my god!"
I saw that the human face was as swollen as if it was fermenting pumpkin. The skin and flesh were not simply swollen, it was simply swollen, layer by layer, circle by circle, and the flesh on both sides of the face accumulated, squeezed the nose, eyes and mouth so that it could be seen clearly with a microscope. Is this still a human being?
In the dark night, at first glance, it almost scared people to death. The security guard almost thought it was a demon, and he could not recite the Taishang Laojun as the ruler for thirty times within a second.
"He seemed to be saying something. He had been lying under the car for an hour at minus ten degrees Celsius. He hadn't lost his mind yet!" his companion leaned closer to his ears, "I can't hear clearly. He shouldn't tell us about his bank account number and password, right? A Guang, why don't you hurry up and buy a hearing aid, so we will lose a lot if he dies early."
"I heard it! He said, don't touch me, don't touch me, don't touch me...what is this?"
The fat man suddenly turned back, squeezed out his bruised and fat eyelids, tightly clamped hissing, "Brother, let me have a way out, I. I, I will only ride a bicycle in the future."
The companion muttered: "According to your body, you have to buy a four-wheeled bicycle to barely hold on, right?"
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Liao Xuebing stepped into the Eight Immortals Hotel and stepped on the bright black marble face. Seeing the beautiful waitress smiling and smiling, she remembered the famous "Human Meat Bar Sweet Bun". She couldn't help but laugh and cry.
Walking into the 12th floor, two strong men blocked the way at the elevator entrance, pressing his shoulders and pushing hard: "Sir, I'm sorry, this floor has been taken down! Please go to another place to play."
Liao Xuebing waved his strong man's hand and smiled: "Are you from Mo Laowu or Yin Shenshang?"
The two looked at each other and said, "Hey! It's still a friend who is still a good name, okay?" Since this person knows that the two gangster giants meet here, he must have some background. It should not be underestimated.
Another person said: "No need to sign up. Don't you know Brother Yin doesn't like others calling him a charlatan? First teach him some lessons before saying it. Let him understand what to say and what not to say."
"So you are all the Match Stick Soldiers under Yin Shenbang? Where is Mo Laowu's native? How could he make such a mistake and let others come to guard?"
Two people stood behind the large flower pot on the high ground and said in a muffled voice: "Person Zhu asked us to stay here, how could the locals of the Match Stick Corps control the situation?"
The Yin Chu people shouted angrily: "You still shout! Are you fucking dead?" After brushing, they pulled out the rubber baton in the steel core of the Baogang Ground and sucked it straight towards Liao Xuebing. This baton is very powerful and can make people internally injured, but the epidermis is not damaged at all. It is the most vicious.
The two of them attacked from left to right, and the elevator door was closed, and the retreat was over. If the baton was beaten to a solid point, two bones would have to be broken even if they were not dead. At least they could be crushed into tofu. Both of them were over 1.9 meters tall, and they were born with a tiger's back and bear's waist. The level of muscle bulging was measured, and at least they could reach the strength of 300 kilograms of squats. The baton that was pulled down with full momentum could almost draw the head of ordinary people into tofu flowers.
After Liao Xuebing lost the strength of his right arm, it seriously affected his physical balance. He was a normal gangster in the past few days and could not tell the smell. At this time, a small test came.
The meticulous observation is still there, and the baton is accurately seen clearly. Let the baton be clear on the right, lift the left hand, and the palm is too much for a moment and the woodpecker knife is scratched forward, and the tip of the knife stabs the left side
The baton cleverly removes the opponent's strength, stretches his arms forward, and the rubber wrapped in steel core is randomly divided into two halves.
The strong man felt a little chill, and his four fingers had fallen off his body, and the baton was unable to hold it down. Blood splattered out.
Liao Xuebing pushed the baton on the right side above his head. The man was unable to hold back and thrust hard on the face of the man on the left.
It fell with the sound of blood.
There is no need for them to react too much. As the winner of the Shura Field Life and Death Fight, there are naturally countless cruel experiences that are fatal. Taking advantage of their moment of stagnation, the woodpecker knife inserted into the remaining man's shoulder and pulled it, and immediately showed a deep bloody hole that could see the bone.
Liao Xuebing put away his knife, stepped on his head, and said, "Sometimes, there are really many things in this world that don't need to happen, but extra people make extra things happen. Alas, romantic resources are a serious sin."
He grabbed the man hidden in the flower pot and said, "Take me to meet Mo Laowu and the sage. Don't worry, my name is Liao Xuebing."
The man breathed a sigh of relief: "Bing, Brother Bing, why is it you! I will take you there now."
There were no less than two hundred people in the spacious corridor. On the left is Qian Jiashun Company, on the right is the meeting of gods, gritting their teeth and staring at each other, and confronting each other with covetous confrontation. No one was in the mood to appreciate the mellow brushwork and lifelike paintings of naked women hanging on the walls. The first-class red camellia in the corner showed signs of withering under the murderous aura.
Fang Jiling hid in the toilet several times and mobilized people. From the 13th floor to the 1st floor, there were people in each elevator entrance and emergency passage, and some people were competing with Qian Jiashun for control of the power supply main valve. He reported that six people had been seriously injured and still had not been taken down. On the 150-meter-meter-side building opposite the Eight Immortals Hotel, there were already snipers. As far as he knew, Qian Jiashun's people were in the Gobi room. One hundred and twenty brothers in the Heilongtang were hidden in the alley on the side door of the Eight Immortals Hotel, and everyone was ready for it with a machete. Only when there was an emergency, they would appear immediately.
In fact, they are not here to drink and chat. The grudges are too great, so they must be considered properly. One more arrangement will give you more hope to save your life.
When Zhu Xiang saw a figure appearing around the corner, he was overjoyed and hurriedly greeted him, "Brother Bing, you are here, the fifth master and Yin Shensun are in Suite 1218."
Fang Jiling's face changed: "Liao Xuebing, the boss of the Speed Party? Hello, Zhu Xiang, didn't you agree to resolve the grudges between the two families by themselves and not to call outsiders? You are really fucking useful!" In a hurry, I called Teng Wei immediately: "Send someone to search for suspicious people on several floors to intervene. I suspect Mo Laowu has asked for help."
"Mo Laowu wants to destroy you. Do you still need to find a helper? He doesn't think about his own weight." Liao Xuebing impatiently rushed away a few people guarding Room 1218 and kicked the door open.
Fang Jiling almost choked himself to death with saliva: two gangster giants met for an hour, and both sides had conducted a detailed investigation of the meeting place. The door of the room was hard and heavy, with sound insulation materials attached to the back, which was particularly strong. Tests showed that even if five strong men pushed hard, they could not have any impact on the door. Unexpectedly, he kicked it away with one kick. Oh my God. Do thieves still have to practice lock-opening skills in the future? It would be enough to steal the whole world if they were to be Liao Xuebing as their troops.
When I looked at it, I saw that the lock of the door with rivets had broken down. I made a hole full of wood slag, which was simply impossible for human power to do.
Zhu Xiang pulled Fang Jiling and whispered: "You are so excited that you are so fucking. Brother Bing is here to persuade the fifth master not to start a war. Let all the people in your land retreat, and my land retreat too, don't worry about what's happening in their room."
How could Fang Jiling not worry? He pushed him away and said, "If you want to fight, fight, and make a conspiracy to put Brother Yin in prison for six years. I have long wanted to calculate this account with you."
"Hehe, you want to fight, but Yin Shensun may not want to fight."
Sure enough, less than half a minute after Liao Xuebing entered, Yin Chu stretched out his head and said, "Mao Fa Ling, let everyone withdraw fifty meters away. We have important matters to discuss, so no one is allowed to come and harass him." After that, he closed the door gently.
Chapter completed!