"Xia Yi, you shot me three times last time..."

On the stairs, Cheng Chuannan stared at the man sitting on the chair below, his hands trembling in his gun, and shouted hysterically: "——I want you to taste this feeling too this time!!"

Below, his eyes glanced slightly, Xia Yi ignored him and continued to look at the old man opposite him.

"What I just mentioned is immature ideas, what do you have to say?"

"Xia Yi--" On the stairs, Cheng Chuannan yelled again: "I want to kill you!" When Magneto, who was standing behind Xia Yi, waved impatiently.

Before Cheng Chuannan could pull the trigger, the bullet wheel slid out from the side, and bullets retreated under his nose, landing on the steps.

".........what's going on?"

Cheng Chuannan's face was flustered and hurriedly ran down the steps to pick it up. Before his fingertips touched a bullet that was still rotating on the floor, the gun in his hand flew out and fell into Xia Yi's hand.

The latter shook skillfully, and the roulette closed into the gun body. He looked at the revolver in his hand and shook it gently: "Since Lord Cheng doesn't like making decisions, why don't we play a game."

He reached out and spread it out. Magneto understood what he meant. His fingertips slashed in the air, and a bullet on the ground suddenly flew up and landed in Xia Yi's palm.

"........Your grandson has made great progress recently. Let him join in too. How about it?" Xia Yi said with a smile, pushing the bullet into the bullet plate. "..... I have only seen it on TV before, and now I have the chance to play, which is pretty good."

He stroked his fingertips, and the roulette turned around for a few times, and closed with a snap as the gun body swung.

"So who will come first?"

Xia Yi pointed the gun at the old man opposite, and Cheng Chuannan over there stumbled over and ran over: "Don't point at my grandfather--"

Since a series of blows, Cheng Chuannan's personality has changed a bit. After all, he has no plans and still needs Cheng Guangen to maintain his life. He understands this clearly.

The next second, Xia Yi nodded: "It makes sense, you can't point at the old man."

Then he moved the gun to the other side, "Then come and play with me."

Cheng Chuannan looked at the gun and almost subconsciously avoided the old man behind, hiding his head, and trembling all over, did not dare to stretch out half of his face.

"Enough."

The old man sitting upright on a white dining chair, pressing his fists on his knees with his hands, staring at the black muzzle. Although his face was a little unnatural, he was not somewhat timid.

"If you want to take away the remaining industry in Yuxishou, you will be a little too arrogant even if the backend is strong. Although Jiaohe City is only a corner, how many years have I been here? How many connections do I have in the business world? Do you know it? If you want to gain a foothold, you have to leave a way for others so that everyone can still smile when they meet."

The muzzle moves downward.

Wow—

A blood suddenly splashed in the house, and the bright red color flew up in everyone's sight and fell on the floor, forming a patch of spots.

The old man's left knee was shot and he gritted his teeth to prevent him from humming in front of the man opposite him. Cheng Chuannan, who was hiding behind the dining chair, fell to the ground, looking at the blood swept all over the ground, dripping from the old man's legs, his brain seemed to stop working at this moment, and he watched this scene in a daze.

Xia Yi put away the gun with a pity: "I'm really bad luck, I hit it in the first shot."

Then he stood up and took off his gloves.

"In Jiaohe City, no matter how wide your connections are, no matter whether you are a business giant or a gangster, you will be under the black feathers. I personally warn you here. For those people in other places, I will also ask someone to give them some warnings. Xia Yi, who was able to talk to you well before...."

He laughed and threw the revolver to Zhou Jin.

Turn around.

“………is gone.”

The figure turned around and left, and the leather shoes stepped on the ground in a mess. In the place where they could not see, the underground parking lot of a building, the president of the Chamber of Commerce named Han Xiangyi, was coming out of the elevator and finding his car, and his wife was sitting inside.

He tied his hands, sealed tape between his lips, cried at him whimperingly, and a piece of cardboard hung around his neck.

There is only one line of words on it: Next time you meet, don’t send flowers to my female companion, or you will give your wife to someone next time.

.....

Stepping out of this house, the bright sunshine shone on Xia Yi's face.

Go out.

.....

Bang—

A huge crash occurred on a street in the city. A truck and a car driving between the road suddenly collided. When the driver hurried down to apologize to the other party, a piece of words that could not be heard clearly sounded between the two.

"Boss Xia said that he wanted to gain a foothold in Jiaohe City. Everyone should give him a face to him. If he couldn't give him a gift, he wouldn't have a car crash next time..."

...

Bathed in the warm light, Xia Yi smiled politely at the community security guard who was standing guard in a dedicated manner, pulled out a cigarette, and the woman following swayed her waist and lit it for him.

Take a breath and exhale the smoke.

"It's time for Jiaohe City to write the word "summer"."

The group walked across the clean road. Somewhere in the city, someone was beaten in the water from the bathing center. As the leather shoes were moving forward, they fell to the ground, and the blue smoke blew out from the mouth and nose.

The threatening scenes are constantly being staged in various parts of the city, some are slipped into their homes, leaving daggers and notes, or receiving inexplicable express delivery at the company, which contains secret photos of his own erotic and erotic.

Under the sunny and peaceful city, some people in the business community in Jiaohe City were targeted to set off a storm.

Soon, the Hummer, who was parked on the roadside, drove away. Xia Yi looked at the streets where he was coming and going. Life was like ordinary people in the past, and he would never know what happened this day.

The one who helped was the operation team agents of the commuter bureau, so the method they adopted was relatively mild. They naturally hoped that the crow could settle down. After all, it would slightly threaten some businessmen with unclean foundations and a crow thug who would go wild at any time, and they would naturally make better choices that would benefit social stability.

Of course, all this is based on the premise that Xia Yi can come out hysterically.

In my mind, my cell phone rang in my pocket.

The originally calm face smiled and pressed the answer button. Xiaoyu's voice came from inside: "Brother Yi, I'm back to Jiaohe. In the villa, but Fat Tiger is not here. Call him and he is shopping with Lao Ma outside..."

"This Dezhu."

Xia Yi thought that the fat man would be so frustrated that he would be so frustrated when he stayed in the villa for so many days. Looking at the serious faces of Zhou Jin and the others in the rearview mirror, everyone's nerves were indeed tense during this period.

"Then you come out too, we find the fat man to go shopping together, and then I will serve and invite everyone to dinner!"

With the Hummer away with the words of ease.

Zhao Dezhu stared at the tricycle and looked around the pedestrian street behind a university. Ma Bang sat cross-legged in the truck, holding a cigarette butt in his mouth and looking around.

"I said fat man! What are you looking for?"

"You definitely don't believe it!" Zhao Dezhu waved his hand and slapped the smoke floating in the air, and his eyes swept over several advertisement signs on the street. "... When I came out, I suddenly thought that the tattoos behind my brother were really majestic... I can't embarrass him, right?"

Then, he patted his round belly.

"Look at this body and arm, if you have some murderous tattoos, walk with my brother and lift your clothes, can you scare people?"

Ma Bang slapped the handrail and laughed: "It's just like you, it's almost the same for tattooing a Pleasant Goat. Let's go, go to another place..."

Just as he was talking, the fat man suddenly spoke and excitedly looked at the corner not far ahead. There was a tattoo shop. He stepped on his feet and rushed towards him.

"Hey, you really want to tattoo!" Ma Bang jumped out of the car and shouted.

Over there, Zhao Dezhu had already pushed open the glass door of the store.
Chapter completed!