I haven't been a boss for many years

Marina District.

a villa.

Daquan Biao showed a ferocious expression, stuck a c4 on the door, took two steps back, and pressed the remote control: "Boom!"

The iron gate flew up.

"on!"

Tiantang, Sanggou and others rushed into the gate with guns, and gunshots rang out in the villa soon. When Da Quanbiao ran into the gate, he raised a middle finger towards the corner monitor.

Master Ding was eating dinner in his room. In the blink of an eye, he saw his children and grandson being pushed into the door with a gun on his head. His eyelids jumped, and he put down his chopsticks with a livid face: "Who are you?"

"Even the people in our Great Court dare to move!"

Daquan Biao held up a Glock against his forehead, and threatened, "Daquan Gang!"

"have you heard of it?"

The three gunmen of the Three Circles Gang stood aside, their eyes glowing fiercely...

The leader of the New York area, "Ahua", was standing in the office of an underground gambling stall in the city center. Hearing gunshots from the other side of the phone, he shouted, "Uncle Wei!"

"Uncle Wei!"

"Slap!" Ahua hung up the phone, and slapped the desktop in panic: "Where is the person? Where is the person? Hurry up and report to the company, Uncle Wei was shot on the road!"

A group of younger brothers rushed into the office, and the first one said in surprise: "Brother Hua, who dared to shoot the uncle of the Grand Court in San Francisco? Could it be that Uncle Wei committed something?"

Ahua's heart skipped a beat, and he felt that what the younger brother said was very reasonable: "Uncle Wei has no real power, and there is only a fund company left. No one can do anything to him!"

"Could it be something happened!" Ahua became more and more afraid when he thought about it, he touched the cigarette case, lit a cigarette and said, "Help me prepare the car, I'm going to the pier!"

The younger brothers looked at each other and realized that the matter was not simple, but they all nodded and followed the instructions.

In a long corridor of an apartment, Ma Wang and Yuan Bao hid at the entrance of a staircase, raised their guns and shot wildly towards the opposite side, a shuttle of bullets poured forward for free.

Another group of people hid at the door of the room, holding submachine guns, shooting back from time to time, overwhelming Ma Wang and others, and the firepower was not bad at all.

Since the American-style buildings are dozens of stories high, there is no chance of jumping out of windows or climbing water pipes in the Xiangjiang Market Building, unless there is a helicopter rescue.

But Ma Wang shouted anxiously: "Yuan Bao, go up!"

"The police will come later!"

Yuan Bao scolded: "Damn, he has a submachine gun hidden in his house, how do you want me to use it!"

"Da da da."

Another string of bullets opened, a piece of wall cut Yuan Bao's cheek, and Yuan Bao immediately cursed: "Fuck you!"

He seemed to recall the years when he was surrounded by bullets in the jungle of Burma, and he ruthlessly shouted, "Throw a smoke bomb and cover me!"

Ma Wang took out a smoke bomb from his waist, pulled the fuse, and threw it forward.

"boom!"

A white light flashed.

It turned out to be a flash bomb!

Fortunately, the sky is getting late, the effect of the flash bomb is outstanding, and the 200 decibel noise also makes the target fall into the "shock" effect.

Holding the rifle, Yuan Bao quickly rushed out along the wall, rushed to the door of the room in ten seconds, leaned against the wall and poked the muzzle of the gun into the door: "Da da da, da da."

There was a scream from inside the door.

Immediately, Ma Wang rushed forward with his men, and two more gunmen rushed out of the door, Ma Wang raised his gun and took them all away.

Yuan Bao turned over and entered the door, and scanned the messy house with a gun. A wardrobe on the wall suddenly fell down, knocking Yuan Bao to the ground.

As soon as Ma Wang entered the door, someone strangled his neck with a rope. The brothers raised their guns and saw that it was the goal of this trip, the San Francisco drug house "Matao".

At this time, Ma Tao was vicious, his veins bulged, he grabbed the rope tightly with both hands, and shouted: "Shoot! Shoot!"

"Shoot!"

Ma Wang got his hands stuck in the rope, blushed, stuck out his tongue, and struggled with all his strength. The gunmen held up their guns and dared not move rashly. The company in front of them was the bottom line, and their lives were much more valuable.

Taking advantage of Ma Tao's negligence, Ma Wang raised his right leg and slammed it into the knee behind him. Ma Tao felt his right leg was numb. Ma Jing was hit by someone, and his hands loosened inadvertently. Ma Wang turned around and elbowed Knocked Ma Tao down: "Kill him!"

"Da da da."

A gunshot rang out.

Ma Wang sneered: "This trick makes the old horse stop kicking its hooves!"

In fact, it is to recruit a donkey to kick its legs.

"Ma Wang, I told you to throw a smoke bomb, why are you throwing a flash bomb!" At this time Yuan Bao climbed out of the cabinet and said with a distressed face.

Ma Wang coughed twice, embarrassedly said: "I'm sorry Brother Yuan Bao, see clearly next time before throwing it away!"

"no more chance!"

Seeing that the target person was dead, Yuan Bao didn't say anything else, anyway, it was a small character, one more is not too much, one less is not much, the end is the same.

In the Binhai area, there is a chair on top of a sea cliff, and two large trucks are parked on the left and right sides. Cars drive back one after another, and the people who bring them back are all tied up and put into the first truck compartment with terrified faces. inside.

Life is always going from one box to another.

The second large truck is a refrigerated truck for frozen pork.

Li Chenghao was wearing a suit, holding a chair with his right hand, behind him was the vast ocean, and the waves were rolling: "Bring that one up for trial first."

"Brother Hao, it's packed right away, do you still need a review?" Datou Kun patted the cold storage truck coming, and said triumphantly.

Li Chenghao shook his head: "Let's have a trial, maybe we can find something!"

He was mainly afraid that Grandpa would lie to him and ask him to do something bad. After all, there were rumors in the world that Grandpa was old and smart, not as sincere as Binge, so he had to be on guard.

Chapter 593 Getting the Box Lunch

"Da Bohao, brother Hao, you're here on your own, what can we talk about?" Uncle Wei was taken to a chair and sat down, begging for mercy tremblingly.

Li Chenghao stood by his side, grabbed the armrest of the chair, lowered his head and asked, "Who told you to be right with Brother Bin?"

"No no."

Uncle Wei hurriedly shook his head: "I am from the Grand Court, and Zhang Sheng is the boss of the Grand Court, so we are all living with Zhang Sheng together!"

"No?"

"Push him down!"

With a wave of Li Chenghao's hand, Yuan Bao led the people forward, holding one arm each, and threw Uncle Wei directly off the sea cliff. The man in the leather shoes was guarding the bottom of the sea, and someone with a cigarette in his mouth, jumped three steps, stepped on the gravel to the rocky beach, raised his hand and shouted: "Got it!"

"boss!"

Ma Wang was holding a rifle and took a few younger brothers to stand guard at the door of the carriage, pointing the muzzle at the open door.

The uncle and the leader of the grand court knelt down and hugged their heads, hiding in the carriage, trembling with horror on their faces.

"Next person!"

Li Chenghao faced the sea, leaning on the chair, leaving only his back.

Immediately someone jumped into the car, and in a burst of wailing, an old bone was pulled out. The Grand Hall is well-known in San Francisco, and the powerful uncles and leaders are as miserable as captive pigs.

Seventh Uncle was pressed on the chair, took a deep breath, his face was heavy, a little bit calm, but Li Chenghao's big hand patted him on the shoulder the next moment: "Seventh Uncle, you also want to say that you are messing with Brother Bin?"

At this time, several younger brothers dragged a bloody corpse ashore, wrapped the corpse in a fresh-keeping plastic bag, and then stuffed the plastic bag into the cold storage truck next to it.

The fluency of Datou Kun's movements and the proficiency of the procedures are frightening.

Seventh Uncle saw his old friend Uncle Wei had fought bloody battles several times in his life, experienced life and death, with top-notch fists and brains, but he ended up like this when he was old, he couldn't help closing his eyes with grief.

"Sorry, we do things carefully, and we have to pick up those who fall to death. After all, we are not familiar with the place, so it's not easy to pollute the environment." Li Chenghao said.

Uncle Seven sighed: "Ah Hao, I'm with Master Chai. Master Chai needs an assistant in San Francisco, and it's not that easy to secure the position of Master of the Hongmen Mountain."

"The old bones of us just want to share soup with Mr. Chai, and help Mr. Chai solve many things. If Brother Bin is dissatisfied with Mr. Chai, I don't think killing us will help. If you don't believe me, you can call To Lord Chai."

Seventh Uncle's eyes were piercing and his tone was very sincere. He raised his head to look at Ahao, and tried to find out the inside story of this incident with one sentence.

It is impossible for Ah Hao to kidnap them for no reason, the goal is still so clear, all of them are hard-core supporters of Master Chai.

The most important reason why they were tied up was whether Ahao would call Heichai directly.

"Okay!" Ahao waved his hand, took the big brother from Siyanjie, pressed a series of numbers and said loudly: "Grandpa!"

"This group of people say they are messing with you!"

Heichai said with a smile on the phone: "It's true that I messed with me. I spent a lot of money to buy some people, but if you have two hearts, it's useless to mess with me."

Uncle Qi struggled and shouted loudly: "Master Chai, Master Chai, people from Yihai want to kill me!"

"This is San Francisco, not their territory!" He firmly believed that Heichai would do something, because Heichai's attitude was to regain his military power, financial power, and become a real master of the Hongmen Mountain in the world. Uncle Qi, Uncle Wei and others firmly believe that no one in the world can resist the temptation of power.

The overseas group has been around for a long time, and I forgot a long time ago, how to write the word loyalty!

Heichai smiled when he heard the sound: "Call him!"

Li Chenghao handed the eldest brother to Uncle Seven's ear, and Uncle Seven hurriedly opened his mouth: "Master Chai, you are the emperor of Yihai, you can't let the people of Yihai mess around!"

On the phone, Heichai's warm voice came: "I told them to kill you!"

"boom!"

Uncle Seven's face turned pale immediately, his hopes shattered.

He wanted to understand why He Yihai dared to fight in San Francisco, and why Zhang Guobin didn't come, because Zhang Guobin wanted to wait until everything was settled before coming back, and Li Chenghao and others were the people Zhang Guobin sent to do things. Game in game!

"Heichai!"

Seventh Uncle gritted his teeth, showed disgust, and shouted loudly: "You old devil!"

"I will never let you go!"

Heichai hung up the phone a long time ago and was feeding the birds in the courtyard, while Li Chenghao took a few steps back and said to Uncle Qi, "Fuck you, how dare you call me grandpa?"

"Rush to reincarnate, hit the street!"

Brother Hao took two steps forward, rushed to the chair, and kicked up.

"boom!"

With a flying kick, Qishu and his chair were kicked off the sea cliff.

"boom!"

On the beach, the brothers get to work.

In the carriage, all the leaders smelled a conspiracy, vaguely knew that the matter had something to do with Heichai, and could no longer pin their hopes on Heichai.

Before his death, Uncle Qi felt that Heichai was the most cunning, insidious, and evil bastard he had ever seen in his life!

"Next!"

Li Chenghao stood up straight, clapped his hands, and shouted nonchalantly.

The brothers pulled Lord Ding out in order and pushed him to the cape, only to see Lord Ding in a black shirt, with a thin body and age spots on his face.

Li Chenghao didn't care about his age, and sneered, "I'm sorry, Lord Ding, I heard that you are almost [-] years old, and you were dragged out for questioning at the age when you were supposed to retire, and accidentally kicked your chair off Please kneel down and listen to me."

"Crack!" Ma Wang raised the butt of his gun and smashed it, and Master Ding knelt down firmly on the ground, his face was pale, and he said in horror: "I said, I said."

The older a person is, the more he fears death.

The older the villain, the harder he is.

Tell him about respecting the old and loving the young. The traditional virtue is that he regards you as a dementia. He will only surprise you if you put a gun to his head and force him to die.

Li Chenghao is used to people from all corners of the country, so he knows this best, so he laughed immediately: "Prepare a box lunch for Master Ding!"

Someone came up with a boxed lunch, and Lord Ding said timidly, "This matter, Uncle Qi took the lead in this matter, I hope we can support Master Chai to take back the military power, financial power, and the princes and cousins ​​are used to being the masters of the house. Now Some brothers at the lower level are not used to the double faucet in the Grand Hall, so I made some contact with Uncle Wei, and I got in touch with a group of people."

Shuanglongtou sounds funny, but it’s actually not against the rules. The interests of small associations are so big, and choosing Shuanglongtou will definitely be brainwashed. However, as a society with millions of members, Shuanglongtou is responsible for military supplies and politics. It is actually a very reasonable system.

The domestic military and government are all "two-lead system", the army has a military chief, a political chief, a unit has a government chief, and an organization chief.

The premise is that these two officers cooperate with each other, cooperate and divide labor, and there will be no struggle for power and profit. Therefore, "struggling for power" in China is an event that affects the official voice. They often fight privately at the beginning of their tenure. If the work is officially carried out, the chief who has been fighting for power for a long time will have an ugly resume and limited promotion.

Li Chenghao picked out his ears, with a fierce expression on his face: "It's a lot of nonsense, talk about something I haven't heard of!"

Lord Ding said: "As far as I know, Uncle Seven has cooperated with people from the FBI. The FBI thinks that the Great Court has too much power in North America. Handing it over to people in China will cause federal politics, and then affect the ideology of Chinese Americans. position."