Invincible playboy

Uncle Jiu looked at the veterans who had gone away, the comrades who had fought side by side, and the anger in his heart had long since washed away the friendship of life and death and the last trace of the bottom line. He lit a cigarette, sat on the old tire, and stayed there all the time. After smoking the cigarette, he sneered a few times with a gloomy face, Uncle Jiu stood up, crushed the cigarette butt out in his hand, and left fiercely. '

As soon as he returned to his territory, Uncle Jiu called up the manpower he had trained for many years, and then arranged it: "Remember, you must do it quickly, and don't leave any clues. Zhao Fanchen will definitely send you tonight. People are going to find those veterans, you have to kill those old guys before them, and you have to be clean and neat. If this is the case, someone will take the blame for me, wouldn’t it be great? Since you want to play, Then let's play a little dirty and use unscrupulous means, and you guys don't know how to flatter, so no wonder I haven't talked about the brotherhood for many years." After Nine Uncle arranged everything, he lay back on the bamboo and rattan chair, drinking green tea, Listening to Peking Opera, hearing the high spirits, he closed his eyes in a leisurely manner, and roared with full momentum: "Sha Sha Sha 1... Give me a bright future..."

Many people are destined to be unable to sleep tonight. At two o'clock in the morning, Robin called and said that the matter on Shisanjie Street had been settled. At the same time, another group of people sent by Zhao Fanchen had already met The Vietnamese and the Burmese got in touch. Of course, as an ally, Zhao Fanchen naturally told the news of the death of Lord Xiong and Shen Bin to Onassis Ship King. Waiting and watching quietly, Inspector Henry revoked all monitoring of the Huabang, that is to say, in the past few days, no matter what happened to the Huabang, the police would not come to the door. The peripheral strength of the gang has a certain limiting effect.

Xiao Liu brought a group of shrewd and capable young men, all of whom were trained by Zhao Fanchen. Just before Xiao Liu brought his men, the men sent by Uncle Nine had already set up ambushes one after another, and they were ready to attack. , after confirming that all these veterans had come back, Uncle Jiu's people started to attack, but unfortunately, the people sent by Zhao Fanchen also came at this time, those people under Uncle Jiu's hands not only failed to assassinate, but It was caught by the people brought by Xiao Liu.

In the process, Zhao Fanchen's mistakes undoubtedly saved the lives of these elders. They are naturally very grateful to Zhao Fanchen. In the basement, Zhao Fanchen sat drinking tea with several elders. All those who were there were hung up.

"It's good that the uncles are fine." Zhao Fanchen sat on the side, neither humble nor overbearing, calm and elegant, smiling at the frightened old men and two injured on their arms. Not posting, Zhao Fanchen pondered for a while and said: "You are seniors, you should have seen what happened tonight, as for how to deal with this matter and these people, I will leave it to the seniors."

"Xiaofan, where are you talking about? You saved our old bones tonight. As for who sent these people, we can guess, but I still have to interrogate myself. Xiaofan, leave these people to us for interrogation. We will definitely be able to give you an answer before dawn. I want to see if those people really can't sit still, regardless of decades of brotherhood, and have done something to us. ?” A veteran couldn’t help but stand up in a state of excitement, and then slowly walked to the row of people who were hung up, he stretched out his hand to ask someone to take the small bag he was carrying with him, and then gently placed it on the On the chair, after opening, there is a row of needles inside, as well as very delicate small blades and needle barrels, arranged in a neat row.

Those young men who were hung up all looked sad and indignant. Looking at the decorations in the small bag in front of them, they raised their heads in disdain, showing the attitude of a hero who is not afraid of torture.

Uncle Jiang just smiled faintly, then slowly took out a small shiny blade from his bag, wiped it with a clean cloth a few times, picked up a syringe, and sprayed the blue liquid in the syringe I put it on the small blade, and then wiped it again with a cloth. After burning it on the fire a few times, I said to the people around me: "Use a rope to help me with the two feet of the person in the middle, remember Stay, tie them separately."

After watching the young man's feet being helped, Uncle Jiang came over with the blade in his hand, and said with a smile: "Young man, don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt. In fact, you don't even know that when I was in the country , I was a barefoot doctor. When I saw a doctor, I saw several people died, and I ended up with a lawsuit on my back, so I went into exile in the United States. Hey, people just talk a lot when they are old. Why should I follow you and talk about this? I Don’t worry, I don’t want you to die, don’t worry, once there was a tumor on his leg for many years, he came to me and asked me to cut the tumor on his leg, but I didn’t dare at that time, my dream was always It is to use a living person to do the experiment. After so many years, I thought that I would not have this opportunity before being buried in the ground. I did not expect this opportunity to be caught by me. Don’t worry, I will let you familiarize yourself with the operation process first. , first, I will use this blade to slowly separate your calf, and then slowly separate your skin and flesh layer by layer, separating the meat on your leg from your bones little by little Of course, the premise is that you can bear it and don't bite your tongue to kill yourself. Next, I will do this. After cleaning your wound with my hands, I will inject my self-made poisonous bacteria into your wound with a syringe. In terms of bones, if you think this is the end, then you are wrong, in fact, it is just the beginning, because this is the first time I have dissected the calf of a living person, so I have a lot of questions to study, and it may be delayed for a while. Time, but don't be afraid, you won't feel pain after I cut off the nerve in your leg. At this time, I'm cutting off your whole leg for further research... ·”

"Enough, please don't talk anymore, I don't know, I really don't know anything..." As Uncle Jiang talked about those terrifying scenes slowly, the man with his legs bound This young man's legs were already weak, his face was pale, his hands and feet were shaking violently, his nose burst into tears, and he was crying. He couldn't even close his eyes to look at the knife in Uncle Jiang's hand.

Ignoring him, Uncle Jiang just smiled calmly, then put one hand on the young man's foot, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, we are about to start now..."

"Ah, no...don't..." Before the knife in Uncle Jiang's hand touched the young man's calf, the guy let out a miserable scream, and a large area of ​​his crotch was wet. A fishy smell flowed down the trouser legs, and he cried with snot and tears: "Uncle Jiang, don't care about our business, Uncle Jiu asked us to kill you, he wanted to blame Zhao Fanchen, I'm just an errand runner, please let me go!"

Uncle Jiang smashed the blade in his hand into the small bag again, and came back with a calm face. Zhao Fanchen was dumbfounded. This Uncle Jiang's method of interrogating people is really not ordinary tough.

"Since Lao Jiu is ruthless to us, then don't blame us for not being unintentional. Well, I have an idea. These people were sent by Lao Jiu to kill us. Why don't we put these people back and let him tell Lao Jiu Ninth, we are already dead. In order to make it more realistic, we can only make Xiaofan feel wronged. I want to see what tricks he can play tomorrow. We will take the opportunity to show up at that time. I think the old man Nine, what else can you say?" Several elders proposed together.

This was destined to be a sleepless night. Many people didn't sleep all night, and Zhao Fanchen was no exception. After breakfast, Zhao Fanchen had already brought people to sit in front of the mourning hall of the meeting hall.

However, everyone easily discovered a detail today, that is, the thirty special forces sent by the Iron Tower General stood inside and outside the meeting hall, holding guns in their hands, just like entering the sergeant base.

After everyone arrived, Uncle Nine came late, followed by two black bodyguards, with a look of victory. When they all saw the two special forces in camouflage uniforms at the door, the muscles on Uncle Nine's face I couldn't help but jumped a few times.

After entering, he saw that the chairs of the elders on the right side of the meeting hall were all empty, and Uncle Jiu felt more likely to win. When he saw a few young people who were recently promoted by Zhao Fanchen sitting on the opposite side, Uncle Jiu was very happy. Almost laughing, he naturally sat at the top of the meeting hall, just opposite to Zhao Fanchen. Uncle Jiu sat down, and the bodyguard behind him quickly lit a cigarette for him, smiled at Uncle Jiu, and said in a strange way: "Today it is said that the funeral is for Lord Xiong, but I think it is for all of us veterans, right? Xiaofan, you can't be too cruel, you don't even let us old men who are about to go to the ground, it's too much for the members of the organization Is it chilling? Are you so impatient? You want to kill all our elders? I just got the news that Uncle Jiang died in his room after returning last night. Don’t you Should I give you an explanation?"

Uncle Jiu was the villain who filed the complaint first, and he didn't offer a stick of incense to Lord Xiong after he came in, and he kept silent about holding the funeral for Lord Xiong, so he directly pointed the finger at Zhao Fanchen.

"Uncle Nine, we are here to hold the funeral for Lord Xiong. You and Lord Xiong were born like this. Now that Lord Xiong is buried in the ground, shouldn't you offer a stick of incense?" Zhao Fanchen brought the people under his hand to Lord Xiong After burning the incense, he sat down and looked at Uncle Jiu coldly.

Just a faint smile: "I will offer incense to Lord Xiong, of course I will, but before offering incense to Lord Xiong, I have to clean up the door, the Huabang has lost a leader like Lord Xiong, but overnight the Huabang Many elders died tragically, Zhao Fanchen, don’t pretend you don’t know about it, today I’m going to expose your real purpose in front of everyone, you want to be in power, but you don’t need to kill innocent people indiscriminately, it’s against the law, today I want to seek justice for those old brothers who died unjustly. You all heard clearly that Master Xiong was murdered and plotted against by Zhao Fanchen. Last night he even killed many elders in the organization. If a person like this takes the position of the boss of the Huabang, there will be no place for us. If anyone else meddles in Zhao Fanchen's affairs, don't blame my relatives for denying me."

"What a disrespectful relative!" A powerful voice suddenly came from outside the door.