"Akun, thank you." In Mong Kok, there is a backbone restaurant, Feilin set up a table of Xiequan wine, sat in the main seat, stood up, raised his glass and said, "This time, the brothers in Yau Ma Tei can pull out the flag, which is all due to the help of the boxing of Yau Ma Tei."

Datoukun was wearing a vest and several decent horsemen. He sat at the wine table, holding a bottle and said, "Go into Yihai together and respect a stick of incense together. Brother Feilin, don't thank you too much."

"Brothers of Yau Ma Tei, I, Feilin, will always remember the love between the prince's brother." Feilin killed the wine glass in one gulp, and Datou Kun, Shabaozi, and Huzhizi all drank all the bottles of wine in their hands.

After all, Feilin is the Red Stick of Yihai, one of the ten heroes of Yihai. He was able to set up a table of boxing wine to give face to Zuzonghe Boxing Hall.

The group of people drank a lot and tried their best.

At night, eight o'clock.

Du Zhenghui walked into a bone-like restaurant wearing a black windbreaker and a baseball cap, holding a cigarette, and then wiped the cigarette butt into a flower pot. When he came forward to pick up the guests, he shook his hands and walked straight into the toilet. He found a space in the toilet. He entered the space and held the door with his backhand, stepped on the toilet and opened the ceiling, took out a set of weapons wrapped in plastic film, dismantled the parts, counted the bullets, and slapped them into the magazine.

He took out a wired headset from his windbreaker inner bag, stuffed the headset into his ears, and skillfully inserted the gun into his waist...

Then, he really opened the toilet lid, sat on the toilet, quietly went to a toilet. When the sound of action came from the headset, he pressed the flush button, flushed the toilet, pushed the door and walked out of the bathroom, leaving behind him with a "rattle" sound of water pumping.

"Brother Feilin, you are my boss's brother, you are my brother. When the boss's call you in the future, I will take someone to help you get from Tsim Sha Tsui into Causeway Bay and then step into Central Ring!" Datou Kun, Feilin Zai, Shabaozai and his men were armed with their arms, drunkenly walked down the second floor staggeringly.

Fei Linzai put his arm around Datoukun's neck and said generously: "Don't worry! When I hit Tsim Sha Tsui, the next step is to hit Causeway Bay!"

"By the time, the prince is already in Yihai's house, and we are all working hard for the prince."

"Hehehe, let the prince enter Central and become the Emperor of Central!" Datou Kunchi said with a smile.

He had already brought a cash box in his hand, which contained more than 200,000 yuan, which was the medical expenses of the injured brother and the appearance expenses of the fire and brother.

Within the club, the boss pays his brothers, and the brothers fight for the boss. Even if the boxing helps the same club, they still have to help the brothers. Otherwise, you are not another boss, why should you fight and kill for you? Normally, the boss still has to make some money on the boxing helps the boxing, but the prince is not looking down on the boxing helps the little money, so just let Feilinzai give the brothers' share.

The original intention was to simply contribute some effort to the community, but it made Feilinzai even more grateful, thinking that the prince Bin regarded him as a future confidant.

With Heichai's tacit approval, it is no exaggeration to say that the group of confidants who were the ones who supported Heichai the most in Yihai gradually began to move closer to the prince, and often regarded themselves as the prince's brothers. Including Yuanbao, who was most afraid of the house, he also respected the prince's brothers.

After walking out of the bathroom, Du Zhenghui moved naturally and walked easily in front of Datou Kun and Feilinzai. Datou Kun, Feilinzai and others walked while chatting after drinking, and their pace was slow, but it did not affect Du Zhenghui's work at all.

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When Du Zhenghui glanced at a mirror on the sink by the wall, he shook his hand and lifted the windbreaker, inserted his hand into his waist, turned around and pulled out a 9mm caliber Browning pistol with accurate training. He was aiming at Feilinzai, and Datou Kun and the others fired several shots in succession: "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The 9mm short bullet emits the muzzle sound, which is rapid and powerful. Several bullets rotate at high speed and rub out an airflow.

Feilinzai was like a wild cat with hair blown. She was full of excitement and her goose bumps were raised all over her body. She felt a severe pain in her chest. Later, Ang fell into the arms of the two brothers.

The two brothers were unable to catch him, and they were shot in the chest and arms at the same time, and they fell to the ground with trembling bodies.

At the first moment when Datoukun heard it, he instinctively raised the cash box in his hand and blocked the bullet aiming at his chest, but the bullet was still as powerful as it plunged into his body...

Fortunately, the bullet is effectively blocked by the item, and the bullet aiming at the heart is offset and is only penetrated into the ribs.

Du Zhenghui saw several people being shot and fell to the ground, and immediately took back his weapons, rolled up his windbreaker, and rushed out of the Bone-Energy Restaurant.

"Boom..." A red motorcycle stopped steadily at the entrance of the restaurant. The driver kept twisting the accelerator, and the front of the car was eager to try.

Du Zhenghui jumped onto the motorcycle quickly, and the motorcycle drove away from the streets of Mong Kok in an instant. Several backbone waiters rushed out of the restaurant gate, looked at the motorcycle that was leaving, turned to look at the shopkeeper, Uncle Yihai Ji surrounded the kitchen bag, held the eldest brother, and said with a pale face: "Drive my handle Feilin, Akun and the others to the hospital."

"Hello?"

"Brother Chai!"

"Shenghe's bad guy came to my head and fired a gun. I'm very angry now. I'm paying a million to take the gunman's head!" Uncle Chicken dressed like a chef, but surrounded by a group of horsemen and said ruthlessly: "Fuck!"

"I want him to be cut into mud alive!"

Hei Chai sat in the hall of the old house, looking ugly, and said, "I understand."

"Grandpa, what happened to the community?" Mazi Agui asked, and Hei Chai put down the phone and said, "Someone is using a gun to fire. Brother Ji pays one million gunman heads."

Greed immediately flowed out from Agui's eyes.

Heibashi looked at him sideways and said, "You let go of the wind, no matter whether it is the Yihai brother or not, who can take the gunman's head, two million will be submitted!"

"ah?"

"Bigoukun is my best subordinate!"

"You dare to shoot him a black gun?"

"Punish your mother!"

"I'll add another million to seek justice for my brother!"

In the Monica nightclub.

The lights are flashing and the music is noisy.

Dabohao received the call and received the message. He suddenly stood up, pinched a cigarette, and roared at the phone like thunder.

In Mong Kok, a one-stop candle shop, Yuanbao heard that Feilin was shot and immediately grabbed the collar of his younger brother in front of him and shouted excitedly: "How is Feilin? Are you dead?"

Immediately, he let go of his panicked little brother, wandered around the store, muttering to himself: "Feilin is my best brother, I will pack all the powder stalls in Tsim Sha Tsui for me. If Feilin is out of the way, what should I do if the business in Tsim Sha Tsui is there? Let's hold on? Will I do it for me?"

"Don't lose my mother, who dares to touch my good brother! Do it! Now it's three million, I'll add another million! Kill that gunman to death!"

"How can four million be enough!" Jue Shidao, Shanlin Building, Ma Wang suddenly stood up on the bed, overturned the beautiful girl on her body, pulled up the bath towel next to her, stood up and said, "I will pay another million, for nothing else, just for my business in Tsim Sha Tsui, a total of five million Hong Kong dollars. We have no other heads for the streets. We have no other money, but we have a lot of money and smashed it. No one dares to take the order against Yihai Club on the road!"

The horse king gritted his teeth.

"This is the pursuit order of the martial arts world!"

In just one hour, the news of the shooting of Yihai Dadi Feilin, the leader Datou Kun and others spread throughout the world.

While spreading all over the world, there was another news, and He Yihai added 5 million Hong Kong dollars to collect the gunman's head.

You know, this was in 1982. Five million Hong Kong dollars can be used to enter five thousand-foot mansions in Central and two luxury mansions with sea views. Putting them into the bank is enough for a person to have food and clothing for the rest of his life.

With this pursuit of the world, the underworld suddenly became restless, and the clubs were all over the place, and the leaders and horsemen were ready to move.

The Sunset Club can make a name for itself with this battle, and the club leader can take this opportunity to become famous, and the horsemen of the martial arts can make a fortune based on their ability.

And Ma Wang, Uncle Ji, Yuanbao and others...

Money is not in vain!

Uncle Ji offered a bounty to save the restaurant's face and business, and Hei Chai gave another bounty to support his subordinates, with his expression and righteousness.

Dabohao paid for his brothers and ingots, and Mawang was for his business in the fan base and horse lane.

Because, even if Feilin died suddenly and the club wanted to promote the new Tsim Sha Tsui leader, then they would pay some money to avenge Feilin. The new Tsim Sha Tsui leader had no reason to take back the business they had. They would be merciful and those who could play merciful can truly settle down.

The so-called pursuit order for the martial arts world is not based on status or identity, nor is it just a matter of one sentence.

Just rely on silver paper!

If you have money, you will have a chase order!

This is the pursuit order of the martial arts world!

...

"Bang, bang." As soon as the gunshot sounded, several cars on the side of the road quickly pushed open the car door. A group of casual police officers holding guns in both hands, with cautious expressions, walked quickly to the Bangshot door, raised their ID and shouted: "Oh! Oh!"

"In view of the bloodshed here, the restaurant will be blocked immediately. Please wait for irrelevant people to leave the scene. The boss will come out to register and go back to the police station later." A sheriff said immediately.

Uncle Chicken dyed her red hair, like a ball of fire.

After he finished calling the restaurant, he saw the police coming to the door and sarcastically said: "You guys are really a hindsight. The gunman doesn't come when he shoots. Damn, he will arrive as soon as he leaves!"

"Not two minutes have passed yet!"

At the scene, the police officers looked ugly, and one of them shouted: "Be careful when you speak!"

Another sheriff went forward to Li Yongli and asked, "Li, are you chasing him?"

"I've walked away and notified the traffic police to chase them. We sent the injured to the hospital and all the relevant people were controlled." Li Yongli said, and turned around and said, "I'll call first to report to Huang Pier."

...

Zhang Guobin sat in the office, holding a cigar at his fingertips, quietly listening to the news delivered by his brothers on the phone, and said calmly: "Okay, I already know about this."

"Don't worry, Datoukun is your brother and my brother, and this matter must not be good!"

"Now the pursuit order of the Jianghu Lake has been issued, it's time to put some pressure on the police."
Chapter completed!