Movie: from Chasing the Dragon

　　"Pour it down?"

　　"That's right, clean it up and start all over again." Wu Shiyao leaned back on the chair.

　　The lard boy gasped. If someone else said these words, the lard boy would definitely laugh at his later son, but Wu Shiyao said this.

　　Just as he was talking, Ah Hao suddenly ran in in a panic.

　　"Brother! Brother! It's not good, Dawei was taken away by Fat Boy Chao!"

　　Wu Shiyao got up, what should come will always come.

　　"After the Kowloon Walled City is settled, I am the king of Kowloon. I don't ask for much. The profit is three or seven, you three, and I seven!"

　　"hiss..."

　　Laidlaw and Lard Boy were silent.

　　Before Wu Shiyao left, he left a sentence.

　　"Rich ambitions, fighting for the life of the knife."

　　Starting today, Lai Luo has to understand, is it Bai Da?Or black?Not as big as money.

　　...

　　Fu Rong Bao Restaurant.

　　On the first floor, guests will be entertained, and the second floor is the site of Fat Boy Chao.

　　Collecting rent every month, restocking with high profits, and paying my younger brother's salary are all here.

　　Fat Boy Chao was smoking a cigar and holding Pai Gow in his hand.

　　"Throw, what a bad card, don't play, don't play, I haven't won once in the afternoon, rely on Bei!"

　　He pushed the table forward, drank a sip of cold tea, rinsed his mouth, and the younger brother next to him quickly picked up the trash can.

　　"Hey, Brother Xie Chao will reward you with money and take my younger brother for a massage at night."

　　"Thank you super brother."

　　"Super brother made a fortune!"

　　Four or five round tables, twenty or so people, surrounded by Fat Boy Chao.

　　In the middle of the hall, there is a half-person-high ice stone, which is cold and air-conditioned, and the ice stone is tied with a majestic who is covered in red fruit!Hang your hands on the ceiling fan, and your feet can only stand on tiptoe on the ice!

　　The whole body is blue and purple! .

Chapter 20

　　"Dawei? What a majestic name, what a majestic name!"

　　Fat Boy Chao held a plate of hot tea, blowing and walking towards Dawei who was hanging on the field!

　　Dawei stuffed a towel in his mouth, whimpered and sobbed, speechless, blood was flowing from his forehead!

　　"Yeah, Nine Dragons gambling stalls, nine out of ten are mine, and the old thousand? A hundred hands are not enough to chop! Don't look at whose territory!"

　　puff...

　　The hot tea was scalding hot and poured directly on Dawei's body.

　　"Thinking that you can do whatever you want with the soft rice king? The emperor takes turns and will come to my house tomorrow? My mother who throws thunder!"

　　Gambling out of thousands, the end is miserable.

　　The light is chopped off, the heavy is broken foot.

　　There is no status in the rivers and lakes, and the reputation is not to mention, and it is completely reduced to a street rat.

　　"Say, did Wu Shiyao kill the grizzly bear?! Tell me the truth, and I will play with me in the future. I will let you be a scumbag!"

　　Fat Boy Chao knocked his big golden teeth and akimbo.

　　Dawei was hanging from the fan blade, and suddenly, he kicked Fat Boy Chao's chest!

　　"Shit... Shit you!"

　　Fat Zai Chao was kicked off guard and stared, "Qianli Niang, if you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

　　Grabbing the boiling fire cauldron next to him, he was about to detain Dawei!

　　Suddenly, a loud shout sounded!

　　"Fat boy super! Something is coming at me!"

　　When Wu Shiyao, Wu Shihao, Xiwei, and Duan Qi appeared on the second floor, the fat boy shivered in shock!

　　Wu Shiyao rushed over, and with a heavy kick, he directly kicked the fat boy away. Ah Hao was quick-witted and went up to untie Dawei's rope!

　　Dumb Qi, Xiwei, directly draw the knife!

　　Fat Boy Chao clutched his chest, was helped by his younger brothers, and almost spit out the milk tea he was drinking!

　　"Dead boy bag! Throwing the street!"

　　Wu Shiyao raised his chin and looked at Fat Boy Chao: "In such a hurry to die? Dundas' coffin nine didn't make a corpse for you!? I have to come in person!"

　　Corpse: Coffin.

　　"Bad boy seven, give it to me! It's not pleasing to see him earlier!"

　　Lan Ziqi is the one who has stabilized nine dragons by Fat Zaichao's side, specializing in black boxing.

　　"Brother Yao, be careful!" Dawei reminded, covering his hands.

　　"Don't worry, dare to touch my brother, you are dead."

　　Lan Ziqi shook his wide-leg pants and put his hands in his pockets: "I heard..."

　　"I listen to Nima!"

　　Wu Shiyao was shaking violently, shaking his arms, walking snake steps under his feet, and passed through!

　　Reverse buckle, horizontal lock, knee lift, elbow jump!

　　boom!

　　Directly beat the bad boy seven into the second master's shrine!

　　"puff..."

　　A mouthful of blood.

　　Pull out the fruit knife on the table, very fast, stab into the temple, and pull out!

　　The rotten boy can't die any longer!

　　I can feel the wind behind my ears!

　　Wu Shiyao turned sideways, slashed down the tip of his nose with the machete, and slashed the person's throat with his backhand!

　　"Woooooooo..."

　　Raise your hand, put it on the already dead face, and push it away!

　　Ah Hao was also red-eyed. On the second floor of Fu Rong Bao Restaurant, a map of Jiangshan Sheji was drawn. Dumb Qichong was the most fierce, and he couldn't get out if he got into the crowd!

　　Fat Boy Chao did not expect that the double-flowered red stick that he had worked so hard to cultivate would not be able to withstand a single face-to-face.

　　"Fat Boy Chao, get out of here!"

　　With the military killing technique in his body, Wu Shiyao is not afraid at all. The tricks are fatal, and all the people on the second floor are scared stupid!

　　"Give it to me...Go to me! I spend so much money every month to support you...at a critical time...it's not as good as a dog!"

　　The fat boy was rolling and crawling, passing through his crotch, and he didn't care at all!

　　How can there still be a second-way marshal?Live like a fucking dog.

　　Wu Shiyao grabbed Fat Boy Chao's leg and pulled it with one hand!

　　"Come here for me!"

　　A gun stabbed directly into Fat Boy Chao's mouth, looked up, and saw the chaos!

　　"Kneel down to me if you don't want to die!"

　　The fat boy opened his mouth, and with a thud, he knelt down first.

　　The boss all knelt down, and in an instant, puff, puff, puff... Everyone on the second floor knelt down!

　　And the people who came up from the first floor were all shocked when they saw Fat Boy Chao kneeling down!The point is... that dazzling gun stings everyone's nerves!

　　"grandfather..."

　　Wu Shiyao only needs a light touch to blow up Fat Boy Chao's dog head.

　　"The person who dares to arrest me? Do you have the guts to grow someone?! Ah!"

　　"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Brother Yao, I was wrong... I was wrong... It was your brother who bet against me... You know, the rules can't be broken..."

　　"Otherwise, little brother...there is something to learn..."

　　Lose it, rules!It's a fucking rule!

　　Wu Shiyao laughed, took out the Desert Eagle, and patted Fat Boy Chao's b-face.

　　"Come out? Okay, I'll play with you! If you beat me, I'll give you a big gift by sealing the box, and I'll make an apology in the newspaper!"

　　Fat Boy Chao saw the drama and rolled his throat.

　　"Don't dare... Then I'll... dare to try it with Big Brother?"

　　Now the lifeblood is in the hands of others. For Fatty Chao, the best plan is to break the bank and eliminate disasters. This person in front of him is playing cards out of common sense!

　　There is a saying that the horizontal is afraid of being stunned, and the stunned is afraid of dying!

　　Wu Shiyao held back his anger and asked Ah Hao to pull him a chair.

　　"Bang Jinhua, the bet is [-], today you only need to win one, I will let you out of Fu Rong Bao Restaurant!"

　　"Okay...Okay...Brother Yao, you...you guys shuffle the cards..."