Shooting gun with safety bolt removed

Yang Rong, who is emotionally unstable

Chen Qingyun was stabbed twice

There is also Xiong Baizhou who took the initiative to hit the gun with his head!

Everything here is full of madness.

Even Yang Rong was shocked by Xiong Baizhou's desperate behavior. His first reaction was to quickly pull back the hunting rifle.

However, Xiong Baizhou held it very tightly and used so much force that the barrel even made a "crack" crack sound.

"Xiong Baizhou, are you really desperate?" Yang Rong's lips were dry.

Many things encountered today have broken his common sense and cognition, and everyone can see that Yang Rong's mental breakdown is just in a flash.

Once it collapses, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Even Geng Biao became nervous, his hands were covered in cold sweat.

"Yang Rong, you have a short dog, I have a brain."

Xiong Baizhou looked down at Yang Rong with contempt.

"Xiong Baizhou, don't force me!" Yang Rong saw that he couldn't pull out the barrel, so he pressed his force against Xiong Baizhou's forehead.

"I'll pick your mother and shoot!" Xiong Baizhou didn't know what fear was.

Not only Yang Rong, but also Geng Biao's younger brothers were overwhelmed by Xiong Baizhou's surging momentum.

"This person is crazy, he doesn't care about his own life."

"If there is no such gun, I won't have to shoot it tonight."

"If Big Boss Bear can survive tonight, who can stop it in Yuecheng?"

Yang Rong's sweat had already come down. He obviously had a gun, but Xiong Baizhou was the one who was in charge of the situation.

The premise of having a gun is that the other party needs to be afraid of death.

But if others are not afraid at all, then the gun will lose its meaning of existence.

Yang Rong really wanted to kill Xiong Baizhou several times, but every time he pulled the trigger, there was always an inexplicable obstacle.

Yang Rong didn't dare to look at his son at all, because this was the reason why he was unable to kill him.

But Xiong Baizhou seems to have devilish perspective eyes.

"Yuan Qing, go and bring that woman here." Xiong Baizhou suddenly said in the anxious stalemate.

"And Yang Rong's son." Xiong Baizhou added.

At this time, Sheng Yuanqing remembered that Yang Rong's wife and son were still here, and he didn't expect this situation just now.

"Big Boss Bear, you are involved in your wife and children in the fight in the world. Are you worthy of being a boss?" Yang Rong was furious.

If Yang Rong has any weaknesses in his heart, then it's here.

"Who breaks the rules first when fighting in the martial arts world?" Xiong Baizhou seemed to have an emotional controller on his body. He was crazy just now, but now he suddenly calmed down.

There was already a piece of blood on the ground. Every time Sheng Yuanqing took a step, he guessed a bright red footprint.

"Stop him." Geng Biao arranged his younger brother to go up and intercept him.

Sheng Yuanqing looked at the person blocking the front, and found a coat and wrapped it tightly in his hand with the sharp Park Knife.

"My boss was pointed at by a gun"

"One of my brothers lie in the hospital and can't wake up."

"A brother also had two stabs in the abdomen."

Sheng Yuanqing slowly approached with a Pu knife: "Today, whoever you blocks me will be killed."

Liu Daxiang, Wei Wu, Fang Ermi, Bai Dengwei and Huang Ruibo all followed quickly.

Geng Biao frowned and looked at the group of people in full swing. The mourning soldiers will win. Xiong Baizhou was pointed at by a gun. These people could exert stronger strength when they were angry.

"Fortunately, I have to have more people here, at least I can survive by letting this Nannan woman leave." Geng Biao planned so in his heart.

Suddenly, there was a noise from the door. It was Zhang Hao, who walked in with a group of people.

"Sister Lian Qiao said that the New Year's Eve dinner is almost done. Brother Xiong is not here, how can you call a reunion dinner?"

Zhang Hao tore off the newspaper, exposed a hard knife, and walked quickly behind Sheng Yuanqing.

The number of people on both sides is almost the same, and Geng Biao is already anxious.

But the matter was not over. There was another sound of car whistle. This time, there seemed to be more people coming. The leaders were Ma Desheng and Gao Hong far away in Panyu.

However, the two of them were all new faces.

A slender man stood up: "Mao Ye said that when he and Mr. Geng San's old friend meet at any time, everyone is not good-looking, so he won't come."

"Boss Fan asked us to send the third master a trip." A strong man with calluses on his hands continued.

Day, your mother Quan Qingli and Fan Xuwen, everyone pushed you!

Geng Biao turned his head to look at Xiong Baizhou. This man was too cunning and there was no news in advance, but Geng Biao didn't have time to think about it anymore because Sheng Yuanqing had already raised his sword to kill him.

This is a battle with a number of people, morale, and force value not at the same level. Geng Biao's younger brother thought he could not beat it, but now two other big shots are joining the battle together, and Yang Rong, who is the best in this side, can only be a spectator.

It was almost a situation of defeat at the touch. Sheng Yuanqing took the lead and chopped down a few more times. Geng Biao's other younger brothers did not dare to rush forward, either retreating behind or throwing away their weapons and waiting for death.

In the end, Geng Biao joined the battle himself, but the ending still could not be changed.

As people's hearts disintegrated, the battle ended very quickly, and there were not many people injured, because most of the younger brothers automatically let go of the way.

Yang Rong could only watch from a distance.

Seeing the younger brother surrender here, watching the embarrassing Geng Biao being held down, and the woman in the southern Myanmarian face was caught with tears

"Chop Geng Biao and that woman's hand." Xiong Baizhou gave the order calmly.

Yang Rong turned his head and took a big breath, wanting to press the trigger to smash the man's head in one go.

"Yang Rong dares to shoot, Xiao Chen, you buried these three people alive." Xiong Baizhou seemed to be saying something ordinary.

"Okay." Chen Qingyun agreed seemed to be relaxed.

"Xiong Baizhou, I really want to kill you!" Yang Rong's hands holding the gun began to tremble.

At this time, the "executioner" Sheng Yuanqing came to this southern Burmese woman, grabbed her hair rudely, and pressed it directly on the table.

Maternal love is great. Even at this time, the woman still hugged her child tightly, and even blocked the baby with her thin body.

She was worried that the blood would splatter on the child.

But she didn't scream, just watched Yang Rong cry silently.

Geng Biao was also held down. He couldn't help but turn his eyes when he saw this situation.

In terms of cruelty, layout, connections, and aspects, they all lost to Xiong Baizhou.

I lost tonight, it’s not unfair!

Sheng Yuanqing had already raised the blood-stained Park Knife high, and the Nanmei woman had closed her eyes in despair.

At this time, a powerless, tired voice came: "Big Boss Bear, can you guarantee not to hurt them if I die?"

Xiong Baizhou did not respond.

If there is no response, it means there is no agreement.

Park Dao continued to chop down with the "huhu" sound of wind.

With a "click", the hunting rifle was suddenly folded into two sections...

It was not until this time that Xiong Baizhou spoke out: "Enough."

Park Dao stopped half an inch from the arm of the Nannan woman. A little later, the arm would be separated from the body.

"Wuwuwu" The woman hugged her son and cried bitterly.

"Big Boss Bear, if I give you all the things, can Yang Rong live?

"San Master, think about how to protect yourself first."
Chapter completed!