The Peerless God of War of the Female President

The homeless man smiled coldly, and said lightly, "You are the leader of the No.13 District of the Tiger Gang. You annexed Hutchison before and drove them out of Chinatown, right?"

"That's right, the underworld is like this. Only those with strength are eligible to live. The weak will prey on the strong, and it will remain unchanged through the ages."

The homeless man nodded in agreement: "That makes sense, Heji is weak, and it's understandable to be eaten by your tigers, but you shouldn't do anything to the women and children of Heji's high-level, they are no threat to the tigers. "

The man in the suit was secretly surprised. Few of the tigers knew about the fact that he ordered the extermination of the family members of the top Hutchison executives, but this tramp would know so clearly!

"What are you talking about, I can't understand!"

"It doesn't matter whether you understand it or not. I came to you not to ask you to admit it."

The homeless man said indifferently: "What you have done must come to an end. Tigers are more powerful than Heji, so they can eat Heji. Now I feel that I am stronger than you Tigers, so I will eat you. And of course."

The man in the suit froze for a moment, then laughed: "Are you stronger than a tiger? Is it just you?"

"Yes, it's up to me." The tramp smiled, "You have two choices now, first, give up resistance and follow my orders. Second, I will eat you, and then hand you over to Hutchison to survive members of the

"Hahaha, are you a lunatic? You give me a choice? Don't you know your situation? This is Country F, not Country Xia!"

After the man in the suit finished speaking, he waved his hand violently, and a dozen of his subordinates immediately dispersed, surrounding the homeless man.

"You move very fast, I admit it, but are you faster than bullets? I have more than a dozen people with more than a dozen guns, and your life is at my fingertips. Do you think you are qualified to let me do multiple-choice questions? "

"It's not that there are more people and more guns, and the voice is louder."

The homeless man sneered: "I'll give you ten seconds to think about it. Once the time is over, you won't even have the chance to do multiple-choice questions."

"Very well, then I will give you ten seconds to kneel down and beg for mercy, or I will throw your body into the Seine River to feed the fish."

The homeless man took a deep look at the man in the suit: "You have to think clearly, if you cross my bottom line, you will have no turning back."

The man in the suit snorted coldly, then raised his hand to look at his watch, indicating that the time had started.

"time up."

"time up!"

The two said something almost at the same time, and then stared into each other's eyes.

The man in the suit asked coldly, "Have you chosen?"

"I didn't choose, how about you, have you chosen?"

"Shoot! Kill him!"

When the man in the suit gave an order, a dozen followers immediately opened fire, shooting at the homeless man.

bang bang-

After a burst of gunfire, the bar counter of the bar was completely smashed, fragments of wine bottles were scattered everywhere, bullet casings fell to the ground, and a faint blue gunpowder smoke permeated the bar.

The gunfire didn't stop until all the bullets in everyone's guns were fired.

However, they soon discovered that there was no trace of the tramp in front of them!
This homeless man, with his back against the bar, faced fan-shaped shooting from more than a dozen guns, and disappeared out of thin air!

Just as the man in the suit was stunned, a black shadow fell from the sky in front of him.

Before he could move, he felt a tingling pain in his neck, and when he lowered his eyes, it turned out to be half a broken wine bottle.

The homeless man stood in front of the man in the suit with a smile, and said flatly, "I said before, it doesn't mean that if you have more people and more guns, you have the right to speak."

"you--"

"Shh-"

Just as the man in the suit was about to speak, the homeless man made a silent gesture to him.

"Now, I have the right to speak. Without my permission, you'd better not speak."

"You fucking—"

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Before the man in the suit finished speaking, his neck felt a chill, and then he felt the pain.

Warm blood flowed from the wound on the man in the suit, and a gash about four centimeters appeared less than one centimeter away from his carotid artery.

"One more time, your blood will be sprayed all over the ceiling, I promise."

The man in the suit immediately shut up, not wanting to use his life to show off his courage with this man.

A group of servants saw that their boss was being held hostage, and they all took out magazines from their pockets, only to hear the homeless shout loudly: "Throw away the guns for me, and then kneel down and put your hands on your head. Anyone who moves, I will kill you!" Cut a hole in him!"

"Get down on your fucking knees! Quick!"

Hearing the man in the suit give the order, a group of followers hurriedly threw away their pistols and knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands.

The tramp gave a satisfied hum, and then looked at the bewildered blonde Sofia.

"Beauty, you kneel down too."

Sophia said with a guilty conscience: "I, I have nothing to do with him! We have already broken up!"

"I don't care about your private life, I just want you to kneel."

"That...handsome guy, I really like you, I had no choice just now, I didn't really want to shoot you..."

"I asked you to kneel down, where did you come up with so many words of suffering?"

Seeing the tramp's expression turn cold in an instant, Sophia knelt down without hesitation, covering her head with her hands.

Only then did the homeless man show a smile, and the sharp wine bottle gently slid to the arteries of the man in the suit and stopped.

"Now, let me ask, and you answer. If you answer correctly, you will not be rewarded, and if you answer wrong, you will be punished."

The man in the suit twitched his mouth, suppressed the anger in his heart, and nodded carefully.

"Who is the boss of the tiger?"

"He's from the Xia Kingdom, called Zhao Panshu!"

"How many of the Tiger's executives are Xia people?"

"More than a dozen, each controlling Tiger's finances, purchases, and sales channels."

"It's kind of interesting. The top management is from the country of Xia, but the people on the streets are from the country of F. This is not in line with your western style!"

"The underworld is like this. It's nothing strange to listen to whoever has the money!"

"You didn't tell the truth, you will be punished."

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Another gash appeared on the neck of the man in the suit, this time it was less than one centimeter away from his arteries.

The man in the suit turned pale as paper in an instant, with obvious fear in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "I, I'm just an idiot among the tigers, I don't know so much at all..."

"Really?"

The homeless man spoke slowly, but the sharp glass stubble on the wine bottle began to pierce the man in the suit slowly, and blood flowed out immediately.

"I, I only know that Zhao Panshu seems to have someone above him, and he is also taking orders from others!"

"evidence."

The man in the suit pointed at Sophia and said, "She, she is the evidence! She slept with Zhao Panshu!"

The homeless man suddenly smiled, shook his head and said, "It is said that you people from F country are romantic, but I think you are just shameless. What do you think, Miss Sophia?"

Sophia said shyly and angrily: "I, I slept with Zhao Panshu. If I hadn't slept with him, how could he let you manage Chinatown!"

"Stop it! I don't want to hear about your bad stories. I just want to know who Zhao Panshu is in charge of."

Sophia said angrily: "Why should I tell you!"

"Do you think I don't kill women?"

Seeing the cold eyes of the homeless man, Sophia felt a chill in her heart, and said in a low voice, "I just heard that he answered a call..."

"Go on."

"The person who called him spoke very impolitely, all in an orderly tone, and they were talking in Xia Guo dialect, which I couldn't understand very well."

"Do you understand Xia Guo dialect?"

"I have studied in Xia Guo, but I don't know much Xia Guo dialect..."

"What did they say?"

"I heard a name, it seems to be Yang..."

"Yang Chen?"

"Yes, that's the name! But, how do you know?"

"Go on, what else?"

"There is also a kind of medicine and so on. They are all technical terms, and I can't understand them..."

After finishing speaking, Sophia seemed to suddenly remember something, and added: "Oh, by the way, Zhao Panshu called that person an elder!"

The corner of the tramp's mouth twitched slightly, and he finally took the wine bottle away and threw it on the ground.

"No matter what happened between you, this woman just saved your life."

The homeless man reached out and patted the man in the suit on the face, then walked back to the bar, took the half-shattered bottle of wine on the counter, and poured himself a glass.

"The person who called Zhao Panshu and said Hutchison came to clean up the scene."