"Meng Le!"

When Wang Junqi saw clearly the appearance of the man in the van, he widened his eyes incredibly.

It’s not his fault that he was surprised. The person who came was Meng Le, who should have stayed in the detention center waiting for sentence. He appeared here for no reason, and anyone else was confused.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot was responding to him.

"Oh mom..."

Next to Wang Junqi, a strong man fell to the ground with a buzz, rolling back and forth in pain.

The "five consecutive hairs" filled with steel balls are a bit similar to the low-end version of the shotgun, and the guy in Meng Le's hand is also a workshop product. The folk saying is that a single-tube stick is very intimidating, but the lethality is very limited.

"I'll let you stand calm and turn left, don't you understand the instructions?"

As the van stopped, Meng Le jumped down with a quick glance and pointed his gun at Wang Junqi.

"What do you...you want to do?"

Wang Junqi swallowed unconsciously.

"Come on, hold down your boss and loosen your bones in the way he treated my children just now!"

Meng Le ignored him and said no to the men beside him.

Several strong men looked at each other, but no one moved.

"Bang!"

Meng Le stroked the barrel and shot it on the asphalt road, causing a spark to storm. The few people were so scared that they all retreated backwards.

"I should be able to aim for the next shot. My old object from more than ten years ago is indeed a bit gray."

Meng Le raised the corner of his mouth as if he was talking to himself and rubbed the barrel a few times.

"Brother, I told you that your thing is not good, and now I'm using this."

At this time, the door of the driver's seat of the van bounced open, and Liu Zihua stood side by side with a black "Imitation June 4th" pistol.

Two people and two guns, they are obviously ordinary, but they are like thousands of troops.

What is momentum? The two brothers used their practical actions to stage a scene where snakes met a tiger like a knife!!

"Swish!Swish!"

A few strong men hesitated for a few seconds and pounced on him as if they had agreed. One of them hugged Wang Junqi's legs and violently overturned them from bottom to top. The remaining few people pressed his head and some held his hands back. They pressed their elder brother flat on the ground in a "big" shape.

"Damn, are you going to be crazy?"

"Big Liu Zi, let me go!"

Wang Junqi roared like a cow and struggled violently, but it was useless at all.

"Brothers, everyone is having dinner with. Wang Jun is having a strange fuss. You still have to live. You can't accompany him to squat the bitter kiln, nor do you want to be buried with him as a cattle and horse. Come on! Just do it all and beat him to death. You guys leave after all, I, Lao Meng, will never stop me!"

Meng Le rushed forward with a bright smile.

Several strong men exchanged their eyes for a few seconds, and the two of them took the lead and hit Wang Junqi's head with a few kicks.

Seeing someone taking the lead, the rest no longer hesitated, surrounded it in a semicircular shape, kicking it in a crackling circle, and in less than half a cigarette, Wang Junqi was beaten with dirty footprints all over his body, and then the strong men turned around and fled towards the intersection of the street and the end of the alley.

Wang Junqi, who was still arrogant just now, was stunned or not, but was lying on the ground like a corpse and didn't move for a long time.

"Hey, little fat man, it doesn't matter, are you?"

Meng Le shouted at Lin Qingshan not far away.

Just now when Wang Qijun was "fucked" by his subordinates, he had already gotten up, but several teeth were removed, and blood was overflowing from time to time on the corners of his mouth, which looked particularly scary.

"No...it's okay!"

Lin Qingshan shook his head vaguely, squatted in front of Wang Junqi, and smiled with a grim smile: "Fengshui turns around, I don't have teeth, you lose face, killing people and killing my heart must be my brother Wu. You are only worthy of him in this life!"

"Kill me! Kill me immediately if you have the ability!"

Wang Junqi raised his head and roared hysterically.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that there are tears in his eyes.

No one can understand his depressed and frustrated mood at this moment, like a puppy being picked up and laughed and teased by someone.

Once upon a time, he was also the pride of heaven and the absolute leader of the young generation of society in this city. But now he always wanted to fight Wu Bei, but the other party didn't even show his face. He just casually sent a nameless subordinate and an old gangster whom he might not even look at him half a year ago, so he easily drilled himself through.

"Xiao Wu asked me to tell you that life is only easy to gather, but never easy to disperse. If you want to disperse, he will not blame him. Even if you open a store opposite Hu Xiao Company to do business, he will still smile at you. If you have to plan to reunite, you can bury you anywhere in Chongshi 120,000 square kilometers!"

Meng Le looked down at Wang Junqi from a high position.

“Hahaha…”

Wang Junqi smiled inexplicably.

If Youpeng's agent was stolen by Wu Bei by opportunistic means, then the collapse-like destruction of his elder brother Wang Ye, the other party relied on real intelligence, but now he crawled on the ground like a ball of mud, and Tiger Fight relied on absolute strength.

His subordinates turned against each other and lost the parking lot that he bought for a lot of money last night, which made Wang Junqi feel that he was just an absolute joke.

"Defeat you is easier than eating and drinking water. It's just two times to lure you out of the mountain. The first time I transferred you to force the owners of the parking lot to submit. The second time I made you think that the contract was on Sun Ze and the others, and you asked you to support your tiger servants. How easy you have to fool!"

Lin Qingshan touched the blood on his cheeks and stared at Wang Junqi's eyes.

"Yes, keep your anger, I'll show you something that makes you angry."

Lin Qingshan staggered towards the trash can on the side of the road, reached out to pull out a kraft paper envelope from it, then folded it back, took out a stack of contract letters from the envelope, and smiled: "What you want is here, not only the autographs of the parking lot owner, but also the ones of your good brother-in-law Qi Jinlong."

As he spoke, he pulled out a piece of paper and licked his mouth and said, "Before we came, Qi Jinlong had already surrendered. Otherwise, how could I know that those bosses were all gathered here by you? But it saved a lot of trouble and had to find them one by one. Thank you!"

When Wang Junqi saw the three words "Qi Jinlong" signed on the paper, his throat suddenly turned sweet, and he spitted out red blood, and then his head tilted and fainted...
Chapter completed!