One minute later.

There are many people standing on the left, and on the right: 0!

Gao Jun clapped his hands with satisfaction, "Look, it's done. Master Tuo, look, there are still many people who know the current affairs. Your old Jianghu card won't work anymore. Don't come out in the future. You're dead."

I can still keep some cards, but I’m afraid you won’t be able to save them later in the festival!”

"You are cruel, Mr. Gao! Let me tell you, if this matter is not over today, it will be impossible for your goods to be in San Francisco. I also have connections in the United States. Let's wait and see." Mr. Tuo said harshly.

, let people push him out.

Gao Jun narrowed his eyes, nodded with a smile, and looked at his back.

Be polite and a gentleman...

He watched Master Tuo leave.

"How old is this old man?" Then he asked.

"73." Huo Bingkun said standing nearby.

"We Chinese often say seventy-three or eighty-four. If the King of Hell doesn't take you there, it looks like he might not be able to make it tonight. What do you think?" Gao Jun turned around and spoke in a voice that only two people could hear.

the voice said.

Huo Bingkun looked at him and nodded slowly, "I understand."

Gao Jun patted him on the shoulder and lowered his voice, "Don't worry, I'm only responsible for making money. I'm not interested in the club's business at all. However, if anyone cuts off my financial path, I will fall out."

When an arms dealer controls the source, how can he become a gangster?

At best, associations are just dealers.

I also think that Huo Bingkun is very similar to me, but he is still not ruthless enough. What era are we in, and we still rank based on seniority?

There is no need to talk about seniors or juniors when it comes to making money. If they block the way, they will be dead!

Not cruel enough at all.

"Don't worry, Mr. Gao, I need to buy 1,000 more. I plan to open all the surrounding markets directly. If possible, I also want some grenades, and..."

"Don't worry about these things. Tomorrow we will find a teahouse, drink tea, and have a good chat. You can finish this place first tonight." Gao Jun made a pause gesture and pointed his chin towards the ashen-faced Ah Shennu.

Lenu.

The other party originally wanted to follow Master Tuo.

But he was held down by others who jumped repeatedly.

How can you run?

If you leave, won't we have to take the blame?

Just now we were calling each other brothers and sisters, but now I'm sorry, I can only call them brothers and brothers!

"I'm leaving first." Gao Jun just turned around and suddenly said, "It must have taken a lot of force to throw the second master Guan from the inner room on the second floor." After he finished speaking, he smiled and left.

Huo Bingkun's face froze!

Just now, he was still feeling proud that his performance was good.

Yesterday, Gao Jun said that he had defeated San Francisco and that there was a gunfight before nine o'clock. He knew that the other party would definitely come to visit his cousin. On this occasion, Nie Dakuan, who runs a law firm in Chinatown, would definitely come!

Regardless of whether Gao Jun is there or not, the message will reach his ears.

By then…

You can get help yourself.

His calculation was very good, but if the play was overacted, it would be easy for flaws to appear.

Mr. Guan Erye fell too badly.

Huo Bingkun…

You don't come to power just by being brave and fierce. You come out and fool around and rely on your brains. As the saying goes, those who are below work hard, those who are middle use their wisdom, and those who are above work hard!

But Gao Jun went outside.

Who hasn’t seen it?

All kinds of people, each with their own interests.

The man is 70% drunk and will act until you collapse!

When Gao Jun went out, he shouted, "Cousin, Abang, are you leaving?"

He doesn't want to stay here and be looked at like a monkey.

"Coming!" Abang responded.

"Butou, wait for us to come together. Daddy, I'm leaving too." Wu Wenwen shouted to her father in the crowd and looked at Lan Jieying, "Aying, do you want to come with me?"

Lan Jieying nodded.

A group of people walked out of the restaurant.

The muscles on Huo Bingkun's facial expression slowly contracted, and he looked at President Shi with a fake smile, "Sorry, today's party is free of charge. I will make a toast to apologize later. I have something to do first."

"It's okay...it's okay." President Shi's smile at this time was full of flattery. It turns out that Maitreya Buddha... would also bend down for three buckets of rice.

Ah Shen was dragged away.

"Help, help!" He shouted with all his strength, hoping that someone could say a word for him. His fingers were still holding on to the table. In a life-and-death situation, his strength was not small.

Huo Bingkun walked over, took a silver chopstick, and thrust it hard into his palm. Half of the chopstick was pierced directly into the flesh. He screamed in pain, and forcefully opened his hand, but was dragged away forcefully.

"Damn it, I'm going to make some noise. Sorry, you guys keep playing." He smiled at everyone, walked upstairs, and said to the boy next to him, "Call Alin, he knows how to do it."

Made.”

"good."

President Shi clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's continue..."

Who the hell is still thinking about Nie Dakuan's nephew now? Who is Nie Dakuan's nephew? Master Tuo doesn't even give him face for such a great ability, but Akun still treats him with respect?

Could it be which prince?

But it doesn’t look like it.

Several older Chinese people knelt down and respectfully picked up the pieces of Guan Gong, chanting inside.

…

A tiger-headed car gallops in the dark night.

Two headlights the size of a gun shine in the distance.

Mr. Tuo was sitting in the back seat with a dark face, leaning on a cane and holding his breath, but the driver could still see his expression twitching in the rearview mirror.

I tried very hard to suppress my discomfort.

When had he actually been treated like this?

Since I came to the United States 60 years ago, I have worked hard in this place for most of my life, and I have even visited Alcatraz Island, a place where Al Capone, "Machine Gun" George Kelly, and "Smiling Gentleman" Alvin Cappi were imprisoned.

S.

These are all former bosses.

After Alcatraz Island was closed down in 1963, Master Tuo was released. He spent most of his life in the world, but in his later years he was pointed at the nose and threatened by a junior.

"It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous!" He paused vigorously with his crutch and shouted loudly.

He must come back with this face.

Otherwise, how can we attract attention when we go out in the future?

At this moment, the co-pilot's phone rang.

The driver quickly picked up the phone and said, "Hello...

"Okay, I understand." He raised his head and looked at Mr. Tuo in the rearview mirror, responded, and hung up the phone.

"Alin, whose phone number is it?"

"Brother Akun's."

Master Tuo was startled and asked subconsciously, "Which Akun?"

The car slowly stopped to the side and turned around, "Huo Bingkun, he asked me to bring you a message."

"When you're old, die early and stay out of the way!" He pushed open the car door and got out of the driver's seat, opened the door, took out his gun, pointed it at Master Tuo, and fired several times, "Sorry, I'm Brother Kun's man."

The old man was beaten to death directly.

Then throw the body off the bridge.

From a distance, it looks like a piece of cotton wool falling from the darkness. Although it is very fast, it does not make a splash.

Arin pulled up his suit, threw his tie off the bridge, took out his phone, dialed a number in the moonlight, and took a deep breath, "Hey, Brother Dog, get me a boat. Now, I'm going to the Philippines."

He can't help but run!
To be continued...