After leaving the foreign building, Song Guangbiao will not walk on the road.

The traitor had to support him and sat on the cart and pulled him a piece.

Until he looked back, he could no longer see the "Lin Mansion" and could not stand Lin Fang's shadow. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and jump out of the cart.

"Master Biao, are you okay..." The traitor stopped talking.

"Okay, you're so angry!" Song Guangbiao slapped him on the face, "No wink! If I hadn't reacted quickly, we would have all had to give up our lives today!"

"..." The traitor head held back his disgust and agreed repeatedly, "Yes! Yes! Thanks to Mr. Biao, if Mr. Biao wasn't here, we would have lost our lives today, Mr. Xie Biao!"

The other bandits who had luckily saved their lives looked at each other and agreed unevenly.

"Mr. Xie Biao's grace to help me!"

"Master Biao is Master Biao, just react quickly!"

"I want me to tell you, if Master Biao wasn't here today, how could we live? After I go back, I have to thank Master Biao for it. I'm not talented. I'll give these big oceans to Mr. Biao to buy wine!"

“…”??n.

You're such a beast!

This is a cheating father!

I plan to escape quietly after going back and never get involved in a gang again. Do you want to cheat your father's underwear?

The originally lively scene suddenly became quiet.

Others kept scolding in their hearts, and they all had the heart to beat that person to death.

But this man was still proud and consciously smart. He not only pleased Song Guangbiao, but also showed his loyalty. By the way, he saved the bloody disaster of being scolded for his brothers. He was simply a clever ghost.

Little did they know that others just wanted to kill him and do the way for heaven.

"The Japanese Six is ​​right, but you all know that I have no other hobbies, just like to help those poor women in Nanyanxiang and have not saved any money..."

"It's time to invite Mr. Biao to drink, but everyone knows that I am just a sip of immortal earth (big smoke), what's the money..."

"Cough... don't look at me, you are not as good as me. At least I have all my money in the gang!"

As soon as this person was said, he was despised by Tuantuan.

"Take a few eggs, you bad gamblers. Every time you get the money, you go to gamble. You don't have enough money for meals. You borrow everything from others. What are you talking about nonsense?"

"You haven't drunk yet. You're drunk now. When you touch your mouth, you're bragging?"

"Get out of here, you can't just get rid of your brain if you get kicked by a donkey!"

The man was anxious.

"Why am I talking nonsense?'Daren Casino' is the business of the gang! I lost all the money at 'Daren Casino', didn't I return it to the gang?"

“…”??n.

You are such a genius, your thinking is extremely fresh and refined!

"Okay, stop making trouble!" Song Guangbiao looked at these people deeply, weighed the purse stuffed by his subordinates, and threw it back, and said with a smile: "How can I ask for your money? Everyone, it is everyone's luck to escape from death today. I will be the one who will be the one who will be there to ask everyone to drink and not be drunk!"

"Master Biao is so arrogant!"

"Once Biao is open and bright!"

"Mr. Xie Biao!"

Song Guangbiao turned his face and was so gloomy that it almost dripped into water.

He was hesitant at first and didn't know how to explain this to the gang leader.

The almost unanimous reaction of the people below made him feel like he was murderous.

"Brothers, I'm sorry, for your future... I can only ask you to die!" Song Guangbiao was full of thoughts and did not rush back to the headquarters of the Crocodile Gang, but instead invited all the remaining brothers to his house first.

After arriving home, Song Guangbiao rushed his servant to the restaurant to order a table of good dishes and delivered them.

Soon, the food and drinks were all served, and Song Guangbiao invited the group to take their seats together.

"Master Biao, if we don't go back to the gang, it's not good to get together to eat and drink together, right?" The traitor head felt something was wrong. "Even if we don't go back to the main hall, we should deal with the corpses of the brothers first, right?"

"No hurry." Song Guangbiao personally poured everyone full of wine, "We have to think about it. When we return to the main hall, what do we say when we see the gang leader? We just say that so many of us were killed and injured by one person. What do you want the gang leader to think of us?"

"Master Biao, I want to tell this on the way!" The traitor was still scared, "That person is a bit scary! I'm afraid no one in our gang is his opponent. If you report it truthfully, the gang leader should not blame us!"

"Haha... naive!" Song Guangbiao sneered, "Thinking about the nickname of the leader of the gang, you won't have such luck! Come on, don't talk about this, drink, drink together! I'll toast everyone, let's do it first!"

"Together! Together!"

"How dare you ask Mr. Biao to toast me? Let's toast me!"

"Mr. Jing Biao!"

Song Guangbiao glanced over and saw everyone raising their glasses. The traitor head was a little hesitant and couldn't help but say coldly: "Why, everyone gives me Song Guangbiao's face, are you willing to give it?"

"I drink! I drink!" Seeing everyone's eyes coming, the traitor could only bite the bullet and drink the wine.

"Good brother!" Song Guangbiao laughed and filled everyone with laughter, "Come on, everyone will not return drunk today. I will think about it tomorrow and think about how to explain to the gang leader!"

"Mr. Biao is right!"

"eat!"

"drink!"

Song Guangbiao explained clearly that good wine and good food are enough.

The servant took a detour and walked two streets to the banquet invited by the time-honored brand "General Tower".

The taste is nothing to say.

Although it is not as good as the top restaurants where Lin-level chefs are in charge, it is also high-end restaurants.

For those who are mixed with gangs, "General Tower" is also more pleasing to their appetite.

The key is that although the dishes in this restaurant are not so delicate, they are more substantial and larger in size. The beef and mutton are also fresh meats that were sold on the same day, which makes them more enjoyable.

The table of seats in the "General Tower" is not cheap, it will cost 20 yuan to make a fortune.

In addition, the strong "Wynn Sorghum Burning" was a full 5 jars, and another 10 yuan was spent to make a fortune.

Song Guangbiao spent a lot of money to prepare this table.

When I was full of wine and food, a table of bandits were siping wine and bragging about the cow. Suddenly, a man fell to the ground with his stomach covering his stomach.

"Oh, no, my stomach hurts...it hurts so much..."

"What's going on? Did you eat something and not clean... Oh, my stomach hurts too..."

"I feel pain, too..."

The stomachache was as if it was contagious, and the bandits at the wine table fell to the ground one by one.

Only Song Guangbiao sat still, and he still had the leisure to take another pot of wine, poured it into his cup, and drank it clean in one breath.

"Master Biao...Song Guangbiao, it turns out it's you!" The traitor suddenly realized, covered his stomach with a pale face, "You want to kill us!"

"That's right." Song Guangbiao poured another glass of wine, took a sip, and smiled brightly, "Who is the leader of the gang? Wang Weiren, who is ungrateful and innocent, is said to only give the wrong name, but not the wrong nickname. Our gang leader is even more amazing, and the name and nickname are surprisingly consistent! You said that there are so many of us, all of us must go back with all the tails, what would the leader think?"

"Either you feel that we have not tried our best to punish us, or you will drive us over and continue to die..." The traitor head smiled smirked, "I should have thought of it long ago!' The Crocodile Gang is worthy of being the Crocodile Gang, and there is indeed no good person!"

"Brother, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless." Song Guangbiao drank the wine in the cup and sighed: "Brother has no choice. If you don't die, then I'm probably going to die. The gang leader is so stingy and we are not doing things well. He will definitely find a scapegoat. You are all dead, and I will be injured even if he is not happy, he will have to save my life. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a cold heart for the brothers? But if you all live, then you won't be sure who will live and who will die..."

"I should have thought of it! I should have thought of it!" The traitor head smiled even more miserably, "I felt something was wrong on the road. I shouldn't have fantasized about you. If I had taken a step earlier..."

Bang!

"Then I can only kill you!" Song Guangbiao took out a shell gun from his arms and smashed it on the table. "Brother, you are tactful. At least I let you be a sacred ghost. Remember, don't blame your brother for being a cruel person on the road to the underworld! You will be a good guy in your next life and don't get involved in a gang! If you have to get involved in a gang, don't believe anyone. Brothers are all used as scapegoats!"

"I hate it so much..." The traitor's head's mouth bleeded and he fell to the ground.

He drinks the least poisonous wine, and is the one who has been with the longest.

The others who drank too much had already disappeared.

"Song Zhong, come with a knife!"

"Yes, uncle!" As Song Guangbiao greeted, the servant who had been waiting outside the door raised a knife in.

"Punch one by one, stab the top of the heart, don't miss one!"

"It's... uncle!" The servant Song Zhong shook for a moment, but he still gritted his teeth and held the knife one by one.

"Song Guangbiao, I fuck your ancestor... I want to live with you..."

Bang!

There were indeed some clever people in the crowd, lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, but he never expected that Song Guangbiao would be so cruel.

It doesn't count if you poison it, you can also finish the corpse, which is simply not a human being.

But it was too late. Even if he fought back and snatched the knife from the servant's hand, he could still not avoid the gun from Song Guangbiao's hand.

"Haha... If I hadn't been on guard against your actions, how could I let Song Zhong die for you?" Song Guangbiao sneered, "Song Zhong, continue! Don't miss one!"

"Yes... uncle!"
To be continued...