Starting Hong Kong Variety Show: My senior brother is Lingling Qi.

Chapter 445: Even if it’s broken, it’s better to break it down
In the VIP lounge, the originally spacious space had now become empty and gloomy.

This place used to be a resting place for everyone in Huaji, but now it has become a prison for criminals.

McDonald and his men were imprisoned here.

There is no trace of the original comfortable furniture and carpets, replaced by connected pieces of transparent tarpaulin, revealing an ominous atmosphere.

At this time, McDonald's heart had sunk to the bottom, and the scene in front of him made him shudder.

The whole room was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the surrounding blood stains were almost all over the walls, and even the ceiling was covered in shocking red.

How many people have died in this house?

"boom--!"

The door was pushed open from outside.

McDonald looked up and saw the owner of the gambling boat Zheng Jirong walking in with a group of people. In addition to him, the god of gambling Gao Jin and his bodyguard were also there.

"Hahaha"

After receiving the order, the guards pulled out their daggers or spurs and walked towards the criminals who were tied to the ground expressionlessly.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of sharp knives piercing flesh and the muffled groans of criminals came one after another. This group of international gangsters were slaughtered like pigs and dogs in front of Gao Jin.

Zheng Jirong looked around and said lightly: "Dozens of people died here not long ago. All the sofas and seats have been moved and thrown away. If there is no place to sit, just stand."

Gao Jin couldn't care less about whether there was a place to sit. He looked at the hell-like scene around him, with the ghost guy tied up tightly in the middle, and just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

At this moment, Zheng Jirong said slowly: "Don't get me wrong, these ghost guys are not good people. They are a group of criminals wanted by Interpol. They came to my ship this time to kidnap you." , and then demand a sky-high ransom.”

He did not directly respond to Gao Jin's words, but signaled the guards around him to take action.

He walked up to McDonald's and looked at the way this guy dared to be angry but dared not speak. He smiled disdainfully and said, "It's a pity that they are looking at the wrong target. Who dares to offend me? If you are so inconspicuous, you will even be robbed." None of the bandits are qualified."

At this time, Gao Jin still had the calm and enigmatic look in front of the camera. His lips trembled slightly and he sincerely requested: "Mr. Zheng, I really didn't expect you to be so angry. If I knew , I will definitely lose to Ah Xing in an honest and fair manner, give me a chance to make amends, if you ask me, I will do it without any hesitation!”

He has no interest in knowing what Zheng Jirong has done and what he will do next.

He turned to Gao Jin and asked, "God of Gamblers, do you think that's right?"

The next second, McDonald, who was still staring at him, suddenly showed a horrified expression. A stream of blood spurted out, and his neck was broken into half, hanging feebly in the air.

Witnessing this cruel scene, Gao Jin's expression suddenly changed, and his bodyguard Long Wu also nervously tightened the gun at his waist.

As a ray of cold light passed by, the air was cut instantly, like a sharp knife cutting through silk, making a sharp and crisp sound.

Seeing this scene, McDonald sneered in his heart. No wonder Gao Jin would voluntarily abstain from voting. It turned out that he had hooked up with his opponent a long time ago.

"Whoosh-!"

Zheng Jirong laughed when he saw Gao Jin's nervous look.

Zheng Jirong looked at the blood stains on his body nonchalantly and sighed: "This is the way the world is. If you do something wrong, you still have the opportunity to correct it, but if you offend the wrong person, you will only die."

Zheng Jirong wiped his hands gently and then walked up to Gao Jin.

His originally stern face suddenly softened a bit, and he stretched out his hand and said: "Logically speaking, even if I let you go today, I will kill you as soon as you retire, but I heard A Xing say that between him and When Michael competed, you helped him change his cards to win, so..."

He shrugged, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You were right, I really won't kill you." After hearing what he said, Gao Jin's originally tense nerves instantly relaxed, he also smiled back, and held Zheng Jirong tightly. hand.

"Axing's potential is better than mine. In my opinion, even if I don't take action, with his talent, he can explode at the last moment and forcefully change the card points."

After being polite, when Gao Jin was about to take back his hand, Zheng Jirong's palm clasped his wrist tightly like an iron clamp. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.

"Mr. Zheng"

Gao Jin felt an ominous premonition in his heart, and just as he was about to speak, a sharp pain suddenly came from his wrist. His face suddenly changed and his expression became distorted.

Upon seeing this, Long Wu on the side immediately drew his gun and pointed it at Zheng Jirong, but Li Xiangdong kicked the gun away from the side, and then rushed towards Long Wu with a triangular spur in his hand.

Although Long Wu tried his best to avoid it, Li Xiangdong's offensive was very fast and fierce.

After a sound broke through the air.

Caught off guard, Long Wu's shoulder was penetrated by a military thorn.

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible force suddenly struck, and Long Wu was suddenly picked up by his waist.

Faced with this sudden attack, Long Wu reacted quickly, raised his elbows, and launched a fierce counterattack from top to bottom towards Li Xiangdong's back.

However, Li Xiangdong's tall figure was like an unshakable mountain, and his ability to resist blows was extraordinary. Long Wu's attacks were like nothing to him.

He threw Long Wu violently to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Li Xiangdong quickly pulled out the sharp dagger from his waist, jumped up, and then stabbed Long Wu's heart with the force of his fall.

"stop."

Just when Long Wu was about to be killed with one blow, Zheng Jirong suddenly spoke up and stopped Li Xiangdong.

The dagger that was originally aimed at Long Wu's heart was inserted diagonally into the floor, missing his heart by just a few centimeters.

Zheng Jirong glanced at Long Wu, who had a shocked face, and said calmly: "For the sake of your sister, I'll spare your life."

Then, Zheng Jirong's eyes turned to Gao Jin again. At this time, Gao Jin was sweating profusely and his facial features were ferocious.

He sneered and said, "You're going to retire to the world anyway. I don't think it's useful to keep this hand. I might as well break it."

After saying that, he slowly let go of his hand, and Gao Jin's originally strong and powerful palm now hung down as weakly as crushed plasticine.

"Don't know what to do. Go away. Don't let me see you on Hong Kong Island again."

After hearing what he said, although he felt a little resentful, Gao Jin suppressed the severe pain and nodded gratefully, then picked up Long Wu from the ground, and the two of them helped him out of the room.

Looking at this guy's somewhat forlorn back, Zheng Jirong lit a cigarette unhappily.

This Gao Jin is just like the guys in Hongxing, none of them have the slightest sense of gratitude.

Without him, not only would Gao Jin's wife be dead, but he would also be hit by a stone and become a fool.

I had good intentions to help him, but this guy actually tried to abandon the game with him at the last moment.

In order to save his face as the god of gambling, he even dared not listen to his words.

Being able to survive is really because of Ah Xing's face!
(End of this chapter)