I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 516 Hang up!
Beitou.

farm.

In the fenced courtyard, "Da Shen" held a sickle and a cigarette in his mouth, stepped on a deep well with one foot, and put the knife on Ke Chengliang's left ear "squeak."

With a grin on his face, he squeezed his ears, and slowly and forcefully cut off his left ear.

"what!"

Ke Chengliang hissed and screamed, his whole body was bound by hemp rope and hung above the well.

Dashen dropped his ear to the ground and shouted, "Who is loyal to support!"

"He Yihai!"

Ke Chengliang gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.

"FUCK!"

Dashen raised his hand, and made a move: "Let him go down and sober up."

"Whoa!"

A younger brother let go of the pulley, and the hemp rope was pulled quickly. Ke Chengliang fell into the well with a bang, and the whimpering and struggling sounded again...

Da Shen returned to the boss and said, "Brother Kui."

"It's been a whole night, this guy is obsessed with it!"

Dou Kui looked heavy, smoking a cigar.

"call……"

A look of hatred appeared on his handsome face.

Seeing loyal and trustworthy people fighting against the Taipei police, he resolutely refused to bow to the Taipei police and ignored the current political activities in Taipei.

He simply attacked Ke Chengliang directly, hoping to use quack tricks to force Ke Chengliang to bow his head.

This method of brute force to deal with loyalty and faith is a medium strategy, and the method of dealing with it in a well-regulated way actually has a high success rate.

But Zhong Yixin was admitted to He Yihai ahead of time, and because of He Yihai's name, it is impossible to agree to the Grand Court again.

What's more, the Grand Court couldn't help but say that the men who killed him.

It's normal to bow your head when you have no choice, but who would bow to your enemy when you have a choice?
Impossible to die!
Ke Chengliang is also a veteran of the rivers and lakes for more than [-] years, his bones are harder than imagined!
Dou Kui didn't know that He Yihai had settled Zhongyixin by using the method of inducement, but now that he knew it, he would keep doing it...

In any case, Zhang Guobin cannot be allowed to take the position.
otherwise,

What a shame!

Dou Kui took off the cigar in his mouth, flicked the ash, and said in a deep voice: "If you can't persuade me again, I will cut the rope."

"Zhongyixin's death of a talker is a trivial matter. Let's point the finger at Zhang Guobin. We help Ke Chengliang's younger brother to take the position. Zhongyixin still has to listen to us."

"Yes!"

"Brother Que!"

Dashen threw the cigarette butt on the ground, wiped out the pointed shoes, strode towards the mouth of the well, waved his hand and said, "Hang it up again!"

"Roger that!"

Ma Tsai yelled.

"Oh!"

In the forest, a huge gunshot echoed. Dou Kui was shocked and fell to the ground. The watermelon on Da Shen's neck exploded, and the red juice from the melon sac exploded everywhere. Ma Zai's face was covered with yellow-white liquid. Holding the handle of the wheel with both hands, he stood there blankly.

Outside the fence, there were rustling footsteps, and figures in camouflage uniforms and holding guns rushed towards him.

Thirty people were divided into five teams, and broke into the door from different angles. There was a faint cooperation between them, but a rough military feature was revealed.

This is a squad of professionally trained soldiers, and the cooperation between actions is very tacit, which shows that they have rich experience in actual combat.

And very familiar with the jungle terrain, you can still shoot, roll, and cross cover when running and jumping.

Rough momentum is not a kind of barbarism, but a kind of self-confidence!
"There are gunmen!"

Dou Kui pulled out the gun at his waist, and tried to crawl forward on all fours, but a string of bullets suddenly swept in front of him, frightening him so that he froze.

Several horse boys with guns on their waists raised their guns to aim and took a fighting posture, but they were taken out one by one by the snipers in the dark ahead of time.

"It's a mercenary!"

Dou Kui's eyes were bloodshot, obediently lying on the ground motionless, looking at his subordinates who fell to the ground all around, his eyes were tearing apart, and his heart was trembling with fear.

"Da da da."

"Da da da."

In the courtyard, flowers and mud were splashing, and the grass was lying on the ground. Thirty soldiers from the reinforced company quickly occupied the scene. Stuttering, wearing a helmet, hugged Aka and stared at Dou Kui's head, raised his military boots and stepped on his neck: "Don't, don't, ……do not move!"

Yin Zhi sat on a jeep at the foot of the mountain, smoking a cigar, and answered the phone: "OK."

"Crack." He hung up the phone, threw his elder brother to the driver's seat, put his legs away from the window with disdain on his face: "What fun, you didn't make it through the first round, and you dare to compete with our elder brother?"

Ten green jeeps were parked at the foot of the mountain, and a group of brothers were sitting in the cars. Only two cars were empty, and the remaining eight cars could alternate four rounds of offensive!
The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

Zhang Guobin would never use the brothers from northern Myanmar to touch strawberry soldiers, but he is happy to use them to bully the young and Dangerous. Even if Dou Kui has more brothers in North America, how many can he send to Taiwan?

……

After answering the phone in the box of Taoyuan Hotel, Dongguan Miao turned around and bowed to the young man in a suit on the sofa, "Bingo, I'm on my way."

"it is good."

Zhang Guobin crossed his legs and held a cigar between his fingers, half leaning on the sofa seat.

Dongguan Miao said: "Brothers will bring people as quickly as possible."

Thirteen minutes later.

"Da da da."

The sound of the helicopter's propellers echoed in the hotel, and a group of people sitting in the boxes could see the helicopter coming in the air through the windows.

The cigar in Zhang Guobin's hand was not yet half burnt, and Ke Chengye hadn't smoked a few puffs, and it burned even more slowly, with two thirds left.

When he saw the helicopter arriving, his pupils couldn't help flashing a hint of horror.

A group of people in camouflage uniforms helped Ke Chengliang walk through the corridor and into the box hall. On the way, the team doctor bandaged Ke Chengliang's wound and fed him a bottle of glucose water. After a night of torture, the loyal and trustworthy boss looked better than he imagined.

"Big brother!"

Ke Chengye quickly put down his cigar and stepped forward to support his elder brother. Zhang Guobin looked at him with a smile on his face, while Yinzhi stood at attention and shouted: "Report sir, the task has been completed!"

"Fortunately."

Zhang Guobin waved his hand.

"Unfortunately!"

Silver Paper roared.

Ke Chengliang patted his younger brother on the shoulder, turned to face the sofa, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang!"

Ke Chengye hurriedly followed, bowed and shouted, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang!"

Since Mr. Zhang can bring people back, there is no possibility of black hands.

Zhang Guobin laughed, "Hahaha, you're welcome. I value friendship the most. As my friend, Mr. Ke, I will definitely help you when I encounter difficulties."

"By the way, I just heard from my subordinates that Mr. Ke was hanged all night?"

Ke Chengliang looked downcast, and said with a wry smile: "Yes."

"Row!"

"Help people to the end, I will treat him as he treats you." Zhang Guobin was dressed in a suit, with his legs apart, and sat in the middle of the sofa with a golden sword, raised his hands and clapped vigorously: "Pa, Snapped!"

"Hang him up and apologize to Mr. Ke."

Silver Paper replied.

"Yes!"

"Bingo!"

Yin Zhi picked up the big brother and made a call. Da da da, the helicopter on the roof of the hotel sounded again, just when the Ke brothers were puzzled: "Shua!"

A hemp rope fell quickly from a high altitude, and it stopped suddenly and hung outside the window of the box. A figure was struggling hard.

"Uh...uh..."

His neck was wrapped in hemp rope, and the hemp rope was neither high nor low, just hanging out of the room window.

Wearing a suit, Dou Kui landed violently in front of the window, swaying left and right, clutching the rope tightly with both hands, trying to breathe with his head held high.

His two arms were bulging with veins, his face was red from being strangled in a few seconds, and his two leather shoes fell off early.

Zhang Guobin stood up and put his arms around the Ke Brothers' shoulders, smoking a cigar and leading them to the window glass, enjoying the dance in the air, and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

"Full."

"Full, satisfied." Ke Chengliang replied timidly.

The wound on the left ear no longer hurts.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Guobin asked again: "Enough?"

"enough."

Ke Chengliang nodded hurriedly.

"Row!"

"I still have use for this person, let's save his life for now, shall we?"

Zhang Guobin let go of their shoulders.

"it is good."

Ke Chengliang agreed.

Dou Kui's muscles were weakened frequently, his hands gradually slipped off the rope, and finally gave up and was strangled by the rope.

Zhang Guobin turned around and took a pistol from Yin Zhi's hand, turned around and fired at the glass: "Boom!"

wow.

The whole glass was broken and fine slag fell to the ground like raindrops, and the figure on the rope was thrown into the window.

Zhang Guobin casually tossed the gun to a boy, while Yinzhi pulled out a dagger from his lap, squatted down and cut off Doukui's rope, and immediately pulled Doukui to the coffee table: "Boom!"

He slammed his head on the table hard.

"Cough cough."

Dou Kui kept taking deep breaths, coughing from time to time, and lost consciousness.

Zhang Guobin put his legs up on the tea table, looked at the Ke brothers and said, "Ah Liang, I have a little bit of a festive relationship with this guy, you must have heard about it last night."

"In this way, I'll clean up the matter and find you again."

"Good good."

Ke Chengliang repeatedly agreed.

The younger brother helped the elder brother to leave.

Dongguan Miao slapped a piece of paper and a pen on the table.

Zhang Guobin said: "Write down the names and addresses of the uncles and directors who support you, and don't let me lose patience."

Dou Kui stared blankly, indifferent.

Dongguan Miao decisively raised his head and slammed it on the table: "Hey!"

"Write!"

Hissing and roaring.

Half an hour later, Zhang Guobin returned to the window of the hotel bedroom, made a transoceanic phone call, and read a name on the list to Heichai: "These thirteen people will be handled by Grandpa."

Heichai walked around the villa with a birdcage in his hand, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'll let them all support you. Why vote? If you don't vote, why keep the votes? Just tear up the votes!"

"Now San Francisco is also full of blood and blood. All the old bones are getting old, and they should know how to enjoy family happiness."

"It's troublesome." Zhang Guobin hung up the phone, crumpled up the list in hand, and threw it into the trash can.

If you want to fight for the position of the master of Hongmen Mountain in the world, you still have to pay attention to the morals of the world, and it is not good to kill candidates from the same district.

Zhang Guobin intends to let Dou Kui survive, but when the position of Mountain Lord is selected, he will not even think about leaving Taipei.

Of course, the reputation of imprisoning the same sect is not good, but Ke Chengliang can be brought back to the main hall to testify, revealing the black material of Dou Kui's massacre of the same sect, and Dou Kui will have to finish the game.

(End of this chapter)