Chapter 29: Murderous Intent

The car parked opposite an entertainment city called Leshi Dynasty.

Yao Jinghua invited the bosses of the three companies who were originally scheming to negotiate here tonight.

During this period, he gathered a group of desperadoes like the long-haired man by getting along with the nobles. He spared no effort to purchase goods from Hualong, and launched a war against the Ma, Hou, and Tian families at the same time. At his most rampant time, he organized dozens of people. They were killed and even shot in the street, which shocked the whole province. The police conducted a large-scale investigation and arrested a large number of people from all over the world.

In this context, even though the four families each have their own backers, they still dare not continue fighting and meet to negotiate to resolve the fight.

At this point, Yao Jinghua actually won.

As long as he comes to the table for negotiation, the other three companies must let him enter the circle to make money.

Tonight is the first time Yao Jinghua meets the talkers from the three families.

Except for the long-haired man, Yao Jinghua mobilized all his disciples and subordinates to come here.

The same is true for the other three families.

Most people are not eligible to enter and can only stay outside.

The streets outside the Entertainment City were lined with young people with almost bald heads. Most of them were wrapped in green cotton coats and had their hands in their arms.

This coat is a magical tool for street gangsters to use in winter group fights. If the guy with a knife and stick sticks it inside the coat, no one will be able to see it. It is also thick enough to block a knife.

I gave the long-haired man the handbag containing Hualong, took out two large coins, made a shallow cut on his palm, stained it with blood, and then handed one of them to him.

The long-haired man took the big money and stuffed it into his mouth, opened the door and got out of the car with his bag, and strode towards the entertainment city.

A group of little crew chiefs from the northwest corner rushed up and talked around the long-haired man.

The long-haired man had a straight face, ignored him and walked straight in.

While everyone's attention was attracted to the long-haired man, I opened the door and got out of the car. I glanced left and right, followed the street to the back alley of the entertainment city, found the back door and walked in. I conveniently placed a small mirror on the door frame. Then he walked through the narrow passage in the back kitchen and came to the hall where the music was deafening. He found a booth in a dark corner and sat down.

The band was still playing on the stage, and the female singer in a suspender miniskirt was also singing.

But the atmosphere was extremely cold.

There were four waves of people sitting in different camps in the hall, with clear barriers.

Among them, there were four people, each occupying a soft seat on the sofa, with fierce men standing behind them.

The long-haired man was standing behind one of them.

This man was in his fifties, wearing a double-breasted Tang suit and a pair of gold-rimmed round glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked polite and somewhat elegant.

This is Yao Daxian Yao Jinghua, who is known as the best in treating external diseases in Jincheng.

What a shame.

If everything went well, I should have used him as a stepping stone, fought for the upper hand, and stood at the top of the Jincheng charlatan circle in one fell swoop, thereby approaching the three target levels I wanted to verify and laying the foundation for the next step.

Yao Jinghua was arguing fiercely with the other three men and had no time to pay attention to the long-haired man who was not supposed to come back alive.

I took out another big coin stained with the blood of the long-haired man, flicked it into the air with my fingers, slapped the back of my hand, and silently said, "The word, born to kill!"

The long-haired man suddenly pulled out his pistol, took a step forward, raised his gun and shot the bald man who was confronting Yao Jinghua.

Baldhead fell down on the spot.

Everyone present was shocked, and the singers and musicians on the stage screamed and fled backstage.

The other two negotiating men jumped up and ran back without saying a word.

The two men behind them all took out machete pistols and rushed towards the long-haired man.

The long-haired man calmly raised his gun and started shooting, hitting an old man in his sixties in the back. At the same time, he kicked the table out and hit another fat man in the back.

The old man screamed and fell to the ground, while the fat man was knocked forward by the table.

The long-haired man immediately stepped forward, stepped on the fat man's back, and shot him twice in the back of the head.

A group of men rushed over and surrounded the long-haired man, slashing with their swords and shooting with their guns.

The long-haired man was shot several times and chopped to pieces, but his body didn't even shake. He walked very calmly to the old man who was still screaming, and took two more shots.

An old man's bald man with a mountain tiger tattooed on his head turned red. He roared, jumped up, and slashed at the long-haired man's neck with a knife.

The bastards who fight all the time have a sense of propriety, whether they can chop or stab, whether they can chop the body but not the head and neck. In this way, no one will be killed even if they are bloody.

But now this man is obviously murderous and wants to take the life of the long-haired man.

The knife was hard and fast. The long-haired man was concentrating on refinishing the shot and didn't even dodge. He was cut straight on the spot, and the guy slashed half of his neck.

The long-haired man looked up at the fierce man with a tiger tattoo on his head, grinned with a stiff smile, raised the gun and put it on his head and shot, causing a big hole in the back of the bald head on the spot, and blood spurted out from the brain. .

The bald man softened and knelt down in front of the long-haired man.

The long-haired man kicked the bald head down, ignoring the knife on his neck and the spurting blood. He slowly turned around and glanced at the three men, with that stiff smile still on his lips.

Everyone was in an uproar and backed away in horror.

The long-haired man turned around again and looked at Yao Jinghua and his gang.

Yao Jinghua sat on the sofa without moving, his face ashen.

On the other hand, the men behind him turned pale with fright. When they saw the long-haired man turning around, they subconsciously stepped back. However, after seeing that Yao Jinghua hadn't moved at all, they quickly stood back and took out the weapons hidden on their bodies. Guy.

The long-haired man knelt down in front of Yao Jinghua and said loudly: "Great Immortal, my disciple has left. I wish you great success in the future and dominate the Golden City!"

After saying that, he kowtowed, then stood up, grabbed his hair with one hand, held the handle of the knife with the other, twisted it, and chopped off his head.

The headless body held a knife in one hand and a head in the other, and walked out, blood spurting from the severed neck.

The men of the three families were unable to withstand the attack and fled away screaming in terror.

Yao Jinghua stood up suddenly, turned around, and roared: "Come out, come out, I know you are here, come out!"

The gang of men, whose faces were pale with fright, looked at each other in disbelief. They didn't understand who he was yelling at and looked around one after another.

I sat in the corner and didn't move.

"Come out, Zhou, come out! I have already admitted it and apologized to you, what else do you want! Zhou, come out!"

Yao Jinghua yelled like crazy.

The confused men calmed down and stepped forward one after another.

"Master, hurry up and leave. Lei Zi will be here in a moment."

"Great Immortal, go quickly!"

"What the hell! Where else can I go!" Yao Jinghua grabbed his hair in despair and yelled, "People with the surname Zhou come and go. I'll take over this matter. I won't just let it go. Since you don't If you accept the apology, then go to hell!"

I removed my palm from the back of my hand.

A big piece of money stained with blood, with the letters facing up.

A murderous intention from the sky, everyone will die!