Inside the hotel.

The middle-aged man held the phone and gritted his teeth and asked, "Chen Wenhao, are you a crazy dog? Or do you think anyone in Shen Y dare not touch you?"

"You can't talk to me, do you understand?"

"Fuck, Chen Wenhao..."

The middle-aged man was about to curse with his eyes, but Bi Ziwen got up and snatched the phone, sat by the bed and asked, "Are you over? Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Fuck your mother, let's show it out, do you dare?" Chen Wenhao was sure that Bi Ziwen was scared, so he started calling the number directly.

"What can you do if you put it?"

"You come out and see if I can sink you."

"Haha." Bi Ziwen smiled helplessly: "Chen Wenhao, do you think I am easier to break than Chen Tianze, right?"

"Yes, I'm going to scoop you." Chen Wenhao responded without hesitation: "If you don't look for me today, I will come to your house to find you tomorrow."

When Bi Ziwen heard this, he remained silent for half a minute and then replied: "Okay, where are you?"

"One hour later, I will wait for you at the door of Guo Liu's pig-killing vegetables."

"OK."

"Fuck your mother, don't dare to come, my car is quite fuel-intensive."

"Okay, just wait for me."

After saying that, Bi Ziwen hung up the phone and lit a cigarette with a penis face.

"What does he mean? Is it over?" the middle-aged man sat up cross-legged and asked.

Bi Ziwen smoked a cigarette and said nothing.

"I tell you that Lao Bi is just a damn thing. He doesn't dare to scoop Chen Tianze, so he uses us to relieve the fire." The middle-aged man cursed with a gloomy face: "As soon as you didn't answer his phone, he thought you were afraid."

Bi Ziwen was still silent and didn't reply.

"What the hell is it? Did he make an appointment with you? Don't you go?" After middle-aged man asked again, seeing that Bi Ziwen still didn't reply, he got up in anger and put on his clothes: "Fuck your mother, I'll ask him to go."

"Sit down." Bi Ziwen frowned and scolded.

"I will tell you clearly that if you dare not show up tonight, Chen Wenhao will be able to mess with a hundred children downstairs in our company tomorrow, so he will have to blow the bull from the other side and bring it to him!" Middle-aged man licked his lips and replied, "Now, when you are waiting for building a building in the open space, you will play with your face on the ground, and it will be difficult to do anything in the future."

Bi Ziwen took a sip of cigarette, lowered his head and picked up his cell phone: "I'll make arrangements."

...

Inside the gambling house.

Qiu Er looked back at Li Changliang, then asked in a crooked neck: "What the hell are you doing?"

"Is it okay?" Li Changliang asked Zhou Da.

"It's okay." Zhou Dafa's calves were actually trembling because he saw that something was wrong with Qiu Er today, but his face was not showing any cowardice.

"If it's okay, then leave." Li Changliang pulled Zhou Dafa and was about to walk out.

"Bang!"

A young man next to him reached out and pushed Li Changliang's chest: "Where the hell are you going?!"

Li Changliang narrowed his eyes and looked at the more than 20 brothers around Qiu Er, but he didn't want to force himself, because he was really fed up with the prison meal in prison. But if he didn't care about Zhou Dafa, the contract would be in danger.

Some people seem to have no choice in nature, and they are forced to accept the arrangements of fate.

After a few seconds of silence, Li Changliang smiled and said to Qiu Er, "If I don't take him away, I will have no food to eat. Second brother, do you have any fire to me?"

"You are a JB." Qiu Er cursed disdainfully, waved his hand and shouted at the person next to him: "Let's go."

After saying that, everyone reached out and grabbed Zhou Dafa's collar.

"Bang!"

Li Changliang stopped Zhou Dafa, opened everyone's arms with his hands, raised his head and shouted at Qiu Er: "You'll never end, I'll kill you."

"Haha, fuck, now as long as you are an individual, you have permission to kill someone, right?" Qiu Er glared and cursed: "Come on, I'll stand here, let's see how you killed me! Little..."

"brush!"

Before Qiu Er could finish his words, Li Changliang had already taken out his knife, and then he instinctively turned his head to the left.

"Puff!"

A cold light flashed in the room, and a gun stabbed directly into Qiu Er's cheek.

"Bang!"

Li Changliang kicked away the bench next to him, held a gun in his right hand, and yelled with his eyes: "Get out of here!"

"Little B, are you pretty a child?" Qiu Er touched the blood on his cheeks, waved his hand and shouted, "Chop him for me."

"Hulala!"

After saying that, more than 20 horsemen in the house immediately reached out to slash and slash, and rushed towards Li Changliang in a hurry.

"run!"

Li Changliang reached out and pushed Zhou Dafa, took three steps back, and pulled a young man directly with his left hand. But before he could take action, the person surrounding him took the chopping knife, stick and other items, and hit him with crackling.

"Puchi, puchi!"

Li Changliang didn't care about everyone at all. He lowered his head and stabbed the young man in his hand, then grabbed the left hand and pulled one over, then lowered his head and stabbed it again.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

“…!”

About ten seconds later, Li Changliang took about five steps back, lowered his head and stabbed more than twenty times, and slashed the four men on the other side, and ran away seven or eight horsemen who rushed to the front.

In just ten seconds, Li Changliang suffered at least eight or nine swords, his upper body was torn to pieces, and two blades of his arms that were more than seven or eight centimeters were rumbling and blood was coming out.

The lively gamblers in the house, the young man who was serving the bureau, and the boss of the gambling bureau all retreated to the wall at this moment, and no one dared to speak out or fight.

"Fuck your mother, I can stab you for two more rounds. Who can come up?!" Li Changliang's adrenaline surged, his arms were holding the knife and trembling unconsciously, his eyes widened like a copper bell and shouted at Qiu Er.

"Fuck you!"

Qiu Er roared and swung the bench and slapped Li Changliang directly.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came out, and Li Changliang blocked the bench with his arm and reached out to stab Qiu Er.

"Hulala!"

The crowd rushed up again in a blink of an eye, holding a knife and continuing to swing at Li Changliang.

Outside the house.

After Wang Yuan finished the phone call, he searched in the car, then picked up a baseball stick, and then rushed towards the bet.

...

On the way to Guo Liu to kill pigs, Chen Wenhao sat in the car and held the phone and said, "Yes, I made an appointment with Bi Ziwen. Oh, you don't have to persuade me. This B raised me and I've been trying to get me behind my back... I care about him fucking him! Who do I care about who he is friends with? I will definitely rob him tonight."
Chapter completed!