Violators Club

Chapter 183 Trust Game
Chapter 181 Trust Game

"boom!"

With a gunshot, there was no time to react, and the little brother who was lying on the curb vomiting at this moment, his head immediately burst into flames.

When professionals do things, what they pay attention to is a fatal blow.

The kind of body outline masters that appear in movies are either caused by screenwriter problems or for visual effects. In real life, they shoot at the speed of bullets, unless they are in panic.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, it is very easy to kill a person with one shot.

What's more, before that, Chen Changqing had already led the group of younger brothers to find an ambush position here.

And with this gunshot, the street in front of Fuguihua Bar became lively again.

The close gunshots and the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air, which made Zou Pengzu's eyes flash with panic.

He subconsciously looked at the black bulletproof Mercedes-Benz that was no more than 50 meters away from him.

"run!"

There was no time to think about it, Zou Pengzu said in a panic under such a tense situation.

And as his words fell, the two younger brothers who had been with Zou Pengzu all year round instinctively protected Zou Pengzu's body and ran towards the Mercedes-Benz in the hail of bullets.

"boom!"

With a gunshot, Zou Pengzu felt his back wet.

Then the left shoulder suddenly relaxed, and this younger brother who had been with him for more than ten years died on the spot.

But all this has nothing to do with Zou Pengzu, he didn't even look at it.

At this moment, the only thought was to escape to a safe place, but the other younger brother next to him was stunned for a moment. He glanced casually at his companion who had fallen to the ground and died, before he got up again.

"boom!"

There was another gunshot, and there was a "puff", and the younger brother's chest was pierced by a bullet, and a bloody flower bloomed immediately.

And at the last moment when he fell to the ground, this little brother wanted to say something.

But looking at Zou Pengzu who didn't look back, his flickering eyes couldn't help dimming.

There is nothing to say, in fact, from the behavior of Zou Pengzu in these years, it is not difficult to see what kind of person he is.

Compared with others, he actually cherishes his own life more.

On the other side, although two of his subordinates died one after another, Zou Pengzu was not sad. Instead, there was excitement and joy in his eyes, because he was no more than five meters away from him.

The jet-black bulletproof Mercedes-Benz just parked in place.

However, the next moment, Zou Pengzu, who had ecstatic eyes, opened the door.

"boom!"

Another gunshot, like a bursting watermelon, blood mixed with yellow-white brains, splashed on the bulletproof glass of the Mercedes-Benz.

The body, which was warmed by the bullet, just slid down against the Mercedes-Benz door.

"Whoo~"

Blue smoke spewed out from the mouth, the door of the Rolls-Royce was opened, looking at Luo Ji next to him holding an assault rifle, Chen Changqing's eyes were a little more approving:
"Good marksmanship."

His lips parted, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end Luo Ji silently withdrew his assault rifle.

Five minutes later, the final battle of the evening was over.

Guessing that the battlefield outside was almost cleaned up, Chen Changqing tidied up his clothes before getting out of the Rolls-Royce.

The new kid, or Chen Changqing's pony, at this moment, Yu Yaohui came over with a flattering face, the stocky and strong Yu Yaohui, with a murderous excitement on his face:

"Mr. Chen, it has been resolved."

Chen Changqing nodded, and asked in a flat tone:
"They didn't kill them all, did they?"

Wiping the blood on his face, Yu Yaohui smiled honestly:

"No, the leader, Zou Pengzu, died, and two other unlucky ones died. Except for those worthless followers, we captured five of the nine hall masters of the Nine Rings Gang."

He raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was already nine o'clock.

Looking at the little brother who was still cleaning up the battlefield not far away, Chen Changqing's deep eyes became a little more interested, and he seemed to think of a very interesting thing:

"Okay, bring them here."

As Chen Changqing finished speaking, Dai Fo who was not far away clapped his hands.

Immediately, several younger brothers walked out from the crowd, each carrying a distressed leader of the Nine Rings Gang, but they didn't wait for Chen Changqing to speak.

After being frightened, the leader of the Nine Rings Gang lost control of his emotions.

Struggling to stand up at this moment, his eyes were rounded, and he shouted at Chen Changqing with a ferocious face:

"Stinky boy, let me go quickly, I tell you this is never over!"

Sitting on the steps in a white suit, Chen Changqing looked a little comfortable with his legs raised slightly. He wiped the surface of the Rolex in his hand with his thumb. He didn't even look at it, and said to Luo Ji next to him:

"Let's kill this man."

"boom!"

With a gunshot, Luo Ji, who replaced his assault rifle with a pistol, raised his hand and shot his head.

And following the gunshot, looking at the four remaining people in front of him, Chen Changqing frowned, and said indifferently:

"The number four is unlucky, kill another one."

"boom!"

Luo Ji didn't say anything, his strikes were still steady and ruthless, and he didn't have the slightest burden of killing.

Before coming here, his superiors had given him instructions that he would do what Chen Changqing said in this operation, and besides, he didn't kill any good people.

Less than half a minute.

Two shots were fired, and only three of the original five remained.

At first, he was lucky enough to think that Chen Changqing deliberately kept the three of them because of other arrangements, but at the moment his heart was full of fear.

Not to mention that death is not scary, 90.00% of the people in the world want to know the date of their death.

But after really knowing the date, the thoughts of most people are despair.

Cancer is a living example.

How many people clamored that they should not be treated after they got sick before they got sick.

But really wait for the day when you get sick?
One by one, they cried out that they would have to live even one more day to sell houses and cars.

No one is not afraid of death, and most of those who say they are not afraid of death have never been in contact with death.

Or how to say that the older the world, the less courageous it is.

And looking at the three heads of the Nine Rings Gang who became honest in an instant, Chen Changqing pushed his gold-rimmed glasses.

He looked kind, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, and a bit of joking and anticipation in his deep eyes:
"I don't like to say it a second time. Next, we are going to play a small game of trust. The rules of the game are very simple."

"In a moment I'll have you guys on the phone, and each of you will ask three people out, and I'll give you a two-shot pistol, and all you have to do is kill two of those three people, and you're good to go .”

Ah Bing, who was kneeling on the ground, looked up at Chen Changqing.

There is fear in the eyes, but more of them are deep suspicion and distrust:
"Why should I believe that you will let us go?"

Chen Changqing shrugged, in order to keep this interesting game going, he explained quite patiently:

"Keelung can have many gangs, but there cannot be only one Nine Rings Gang."

In addition, probably because he was afraid that the other party would not understand what he meant, Chen Changqing also emphasized:
"Of course, you can also refuse, I don't really care."

The name of the game is trust.

One person calls three people, shoots and kills two, the first person will leave, and the surviving person among the three people will take the gun in the first person's hand, the same two bullets, the same call three people.

And so on until finally the guy shoots himself and it's game over.

So this game is called trust. The game tests the trust of brothers and friends in you and your trust in brothers and friends.

If you choose the former, the brother will live on his own.

If you choose the latter, you will die and your brother will live.

Of course, you can also choose an enemy, but there is a premise in it, that is, each person can only make three calls, so the person you call must be a friend who trusts you and can be called by you with just one call.

Beyond that, there are two scary things about this game.

One is that the number of people killed is two-thirds, which means that when this "trust" game ends, it is very likely that two-thirds of the Nine Rings will be killed.

Another problem is more troublesome, that is, although these people were forced by Chen Changqing to kill, but they themselves made the choice.

Humans are social animals, and it is impossible for a person to have no friends.

Even if you don't have friends, you will have family.

In other words, even if the game is over, the seeds of hatred tonight are still planted.

This is why Chen Changqing emphasized that there can be many gangs in Keelung, but there cannot be only one gang.

Because as long as the game starts, there will be no peace in Keelung in the future.

As for whether this little game of mine can continue?
Chen Changqing is not worried about this problem, because human nature is evil, otherwise there would be no saying that a dead fellow is not a poor one, and these gangsters understand the cruelty of this world better than ordinary people.

Sure enough, although he understood Chen Changqing's sinister intentions.

But after thinking for a while, A Bing still gritted his teeth:

"Now?"

Chen Changqing nodded, with a smile of approval appearing on his face:

"The sooner the better, I have to go to bed before twelve o'clock at night."

(End of this chapter)