Chapter 18 [Fighting] (Part 1)

The body was thrown at the entrance of the repair yard, and the deceased was tall and covered with blood. The red blood clotted into blood spots. His limbs were obviously cut off by force, and his broken arms and legs were scattered aside. The blood on the ground had dried up, forming a terrible dark red...

Hong Da, this is Hong Da!

It was Hong Da who tried his best to protect him in Vietnam and then brought him over by chance!

His muscles were twisted on his face, his hair was stuck in strands by blood, his eyes staring, as if he was dying with his eyes open and fearful, his mouth slightly grew...

This guy who is afraid of death but does not make any cunning drug dealers, this guy who I would like to have a good impression of... The photo is right in front of me, and after I was stunned, I only had the only thought in my heart...

He died? He actually died?!

"It must be done by Vietnamese!" Eighth Master was furious. He suddenly kicked the coffee table in front of the sofa. With a clamor, all the cups and tea sets on the table fell to the ground and were smashed! The anger on Eighth Master's face became even more intense.

I was also full of anger. This guy... When he parted last time, he was sitting on Fatty Fang's boat. I remember when we parted, we were in caviar and poured vodka in big mouthfuls. He also said that after this business, he would retire to the world and buy a small island in the Caribbean to enjoy his youth...

I felt my fingers cold, and a flame in my heart burned fiercely! My fist was already tightened, and I looked at Master Ba suddenly and shouted: "That must be done by Vietnamese!"

Eighth Master sneered twice, and he strode back and forth in the room. The mask that had always been sophisticated had already been torn off. At this moment, he looked fierce, as if a wolf was about to eat people!

"Vietnamese! Vietnamese!!" The eighth Master was still crazy in his anger: "A bastard Vietnamese! Once Hong Da died, our drug transactions became weaker! Now cooperation with Solin is imminent. At this time, Hong Da died, which means that we would collect drugs from Asia, and there was a shortage of a line! Now let me negotiate terms with Solin!! Lao Huang... What did Lao Huang eat?! I handed over a living person to him, and now the person was cut into seven or eight pieces! Is Lao Huang stupid?! How did he do it!!"

I understood from the Ba Master's words that after Hong Da was instigated by us, after he came to Canada by boat, Ba Master gave him to Lao Huang for care. Lao Huang was the middle-aged man in the car repair yard. It turned out that he was the leader of our group of kids in the gym. After Tiger died, Ba Master simply handed over the car repair yard to Lao Huang for responsibility.

I felt aroused in my heart and suddenly a strange thought came to my mind.

In terms of emotion and reason, I have a relationship with Hong Da recently and know that guy best. Since I have returned from Vietnam, the most appropriate way is to leave Hong Da to me for protection and contact.

"Investigate!" Master Eighth suddenly roared, interrupting my thoughts: "Full investigation! What's going on!! The body was thrown to the door of the house! Why didn't Lao Huang even let go of the fart! The news was still from my informant!!" Master Eighth looked at me with a red eyes and shouted: "Xiao Wu, book the air ticket immediately. We will hurry back tomorrow morning... no, no, we will rush back tonight!"

"Okay!" I nodded, turned around and was about to go out. I was also angry at this moment. I was also home like an arrow...

Hong Da, no matter what, he and I are half a friend. What happened to Vietnam is also a struggle...

"Wait!" Just as I was about to go out, Master Eight suddenly called me.

I turned around, but saw that the anger on the Eighth Master's face had been suppressed. His face was a little pale. He looked ugly. He stared at me and suddenly said slowly in a hoarse voice: "You...you don't have to go back with me now! People are still needed here, so you can stay with Mr. Solin..."

"..." I was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the Eighth Master meant.

I stayed?

You actually asked me to stay?

The current situation in the Big Circle is that Tiger is dead. Among the remaining young people, there are no one else who can fight and fight except me! I am now the most famous general under the Big Circle. At this time, keep me in Toronto?

The Eighth Master is back. What else can be done here in Solin? I don’t need to stay here at all!

I looked at Eighth Master with a complicated look, but Eighth Master turned his head and waved his hand and said resolutely: "That's it! You go out first..."

The first time I almost couldn't control my emotions in front of the Eighth Master, but after taking a deep breath, I still forced myself to suppress the resentment in my heart and strode out the door.

At the door, two young men of Xiaozhu stood there at a loss. Seeing me coming out, Xiaozhu immediately came up: "Little Fifth Brother, how are you doing? Why is Eighth Master so angry?"

I knew my face was ugly. After thinking about it, I just whispered: "You guys prepare for it, and you will accompany Master Ba back overnight tonight... Well, you can book a plane ticket now... three air tickets are enough."

"San Zhang?" Xiaozhu was a clever young man: "Little Fifth Brother, aren't you going back with us?"

I waved my hand and didn't say anything, but walked away.

I returned to the villa where I lived, closed the door, immediately took out my cell phone and called Siro.

The phone was successfully connected.

"Hey?" Siro's voice was a little lazy on the other end of the phone, as if he had just woken up, and his tone was very relaxed: "Xiao Wu?"

I was holding my breath and my tone was a little rushing: "Did you just get up? When is it now!!"

Siro didn't care about my tone, and his tone was a little lazy: "Oh, I drank too much with my brothers last night. I'm with a few brothers now, and you're a coincidence. I just got up and turned on my phone for two minutes before you called."

I felt suffocated and gritted my teeth and said, "Xiro, you've heard from me now... something big happened!"

"What happened...is something happened?" Siro's voice immediately became more serious on the other end of the phone.

"...Hong Da is dead." I said fiercely: "It should be what happened last night... Someone killed Hong Da last night, and his body was cut into seven or eight pieces and threw it at the door of the repair lot! For such a big thing, is there no news about you!!"

Siro was startled on the other end. I heard a noise coming from the other end. Siro's voice was angry: "What did you say? Hong Da died? That fat man Hong died?! Impossible! He has been arranged to live in a very safe place... I heard that Lao Huang sent someone to him to protect him..."

"No more about this!" I interrupted him and said coldly: "I just learned about such a big thing... and what's strange is that the body was thrown at the door of the repairing yard, but Lao Huang didn't call to report such a big thing to the Eighth Master... Just now, Eighth Master should have his own eyes and ears, and it's not the person we repaired the yard. I don't know who the person who sent the news to Eighth Master, but I saw the photo. Hong Da's body was thrown at the door of the repairing yard. After such a big thing, all of our people in the repairing yard were dead! Why didn't there be any movement? I suspect that something big happened. You should quickly summon our brothers under your command now... Well, no one else has to take them, just take us to Vietnam with brothers. What's going on... Hong Da..."

I suddenly felt a little sad, and even I was a little surprised.

Hong Da, this guy, this cunning, vulgar and timid fat man... But he is the guy who shares the hardships with me in Vietnam! In a fight between them, invisibly, he and I also established a relationship similar to friendship...

Hong Da went back to Canada first. Master Ba directly asked Lao Huang to settle him. I vaguely understood that Master Ba didn't want me to interfere in this matter, so I didn't ask too much.

"Xiao Wu." Xi Luo said in a deep voice on the other end of the phone: "I think something is wrong! Last night, our brothers were drinking with Lao Huang! Lao Huang said that we left the repair yard and officially came out to do business. We wanted to invite everyone to get together. Last night, Lao Huang brought three or four brothers from the repair yard to our restaurant to drink, but in the evening, Lao Huang answered a call and took the people away... We were almost drunk at that time..."

My heart sank: "Old Huang was with you last night? What phone call did he answer and what was it?"

"This... I don't know." Xiluo said in a deep voice: "You know, now Lao Huang is in charge of the eighth master's affairs, and we have already left the repair lot. If he doesn't tell him about his affairs, it's not convenient for me to ask about it."

A thought flashed through my mind and blurted out: "Hurry up and go find Lao Huang... call back to the repair lot first... No! Or you should take all your brothers back to the repair lot now! Hurry! I'll wait for your call here!"

After hanging up the phone, I felt a little frightened, and I always felt some ominous signs, and my eyelids twitched.

I walked back and forth in the room a few times, took a few deep breaths, but my body couldn't help but tremble...

Time passed by seconds, but I felt so long, and the clothes behind me were wet with sweat...

Finally, the phone on the sofa rang, like a death bell, which was so shocking!

I picked up the phone and looked at it. It was Siro's phone number!
Chapter completed!