HKTV: How come all my subordinates are underworld boys?.

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Not only has a powerful subordinate been added, but even those desperate gunmen will be under unified command in the future.

"Ah Jin, how do you feel?" Chu Feng looked at Ah Jin who was lying on the bed, his eyes a little empty.

Ah Jin was stunned for a moment.

Then his eyes calmed down, as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

"Stage, ready!"

.......

052 Rainy night!Carnival on Qingshui Street!

Under Chu Feng's gaze.

Ah Jin got up from the bed and slowly got out of bed.

The two prosthetic legs on his legs were of different lengths, and he limped when he walked, but Chu Feng knew that the reason why the long prosthetic leg was longer than the other was because the main barrel of the sniper rifle was there. On a prosthetic limb.

"How's it going? Ah Jin, can you fight?" Chu Feng asked.

Ah Jin thought for a moment and felt a little regretful: "We still need a mask... But since Brother Feng wants me to fight, let's get started."

Chu Feng smiled and nodded: "Very good, follow me out. I have something to tell you."

Ah Jin nodded and followed Chu Feng out the door.

All the mobile houses outside have been set up by the yellow scarf warriors.

However, in addition to the temporary mobile homes used for living, a black tent is extremely eye-catching in the open space not far away.

Strictly speaking, this is not a tent, but a memorial hall built with black cloth.

"Brother Feng."

Lanyanke walked to Jinqian on crutches.

Chu Feng nodded: "How's it going? Is everyone ready?"

"Ready!" Lan Yanke quickly replied.

Several yellow scarf warriors carried several dummies into the mourning hall, and one of them was holding a tape recorder in his hand.

These dummies were all fake models bought in Chengzhai for use in barber shops.

The radio was turned on, and faint cries came from the mourning hall.

After doing all this, Chu Feng took out his mobile phone and called the CALL machine company.

"Hello? Help me CALL66476XXXX."

"Information: Chu Feng is dead and can act."

"Signed: Bad Gambling Bear."

After confirming sending the message, Chu Feng hung up the phone.

The owner of this CALL number is Shai Gou.

As early as the afternoon at Kowloon Walled City, Chu Feng forced Shao Gou's CALL machine number from Shao Guxiong.

As long as the bad gambling bear kills Chu Feng, he will send a message to the bad dog.

Chu Feng took advantage of this.

As for the purpose of building this mourning hall, it is also very simple.

In this era, CALL machines did not yet have caller ID. The bad dog could only see this message, but it could not confirm whether the person who sent this message was the bad gambling bear.

After receiving the information.

The first thing Shai Gou had to do was to send people to Qingshui Street to investigate. After confirming that Chu Feng was really killed, he would bring a large group of people there.

As for why I chose this time to post, it was to prevent the crow variable.

Crow Crow had met Chu Feng before.

If he leaked something out, he would be in vain, so Chu Feng naturally had to be careful.

And Chu Feng's purpose is also very simple.

Directly eliminate the main force of Shai Gou on Qingshui Street, and then go straight to Shai Gou's lair in the East District Corridor.

Seize and win the territory of the East District Corridor, kill the bad dog, and find out the whereabouts of Big Boss B!

"Everyone, please go back and stay. You are not allowed to go out without my order."

Chu Feng left these words and entered the room accompanied by Xiao Stutter and four girls from White Camel Mountain.

Everyone else also returned to their homes.

The suburb of Qingshui Street has regained its tranquility once again.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The sparse starlight in the sky has completely disappeared.

"Tick!"

A raindrop fell on the ground.

After a while, the patter of rain began.

Lightning flashed across the sky from time to time. Every time the lightning lit up the night sky, the rain would get heavier, and it didn't take long for it to pour down.

I do not know how long it has been.

On the streets in the distant suburbs, a group of vans drove towards Chu Feng's base camp and parked on the nearest road.

A lean man wearing a poncho got out of the van headed by him.

The lean man stood on the road and kept looking in the direction of Chu Feng's base camp.

In the rain, sound travels farther.

He vaguely saw a mourning hall located in the middle of the base camp, and could even vaguely hear a woman crying.

The lean man was instantly overjoyed and waved to the van convoy behind him.

"Whoa-"

The sliding doors of the vans opened one after another, and swordsmen wearing raincoats and stern expressions filed out of the vans. In a short time, more than 50 people gathered.

Everyone was wearing a poncho and carrying a bright long knife in their hands.

Led by the lean man, the group of swordsmen took advantage of the rain curtain and walked toward the mourning hall in a mighty manner.

This lean man is none other than Slender Monkey, one of the two close relatives of the bad dog.

As the distance got closer and closer, the crying of the woman in the mourning hall became more and more obvious.

When they were less than ten meters away from the mourning hall.

"Dry!"

The thin monkey suddenly pulled out his knife and rushed directly into the mourning hall.

When others saw this, they also drew their knives.

Shouhou took the lead and rushed into the mourning hall. When he saw figures on both sides of the mourning hall, he directly aimed at the nearest one, regardless of Sanqi 21, and slashed with his knife.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound.

The strange feeling came from his hand, and the skinny monkey was shocked.

The person he had just chopped was already struggling with his strength, but the shock coming from the handle of the knife did not feel like chopping flesh at all.

While the thin monkey was stunned.

Others also rushed in and slashed at the people in the mourning hall.

"Stop!"

The thin monkey shouted loudly, went up and directly opened the clothes of the people on the ground.

After seeing that stiff and cold plastic face, Thin Monkey's head buzzed.

"It's all fake!"

The thin monkey exclaimed and raised his head suddenly.

Only then did he discover that the so-called crying sound came from the radio in the center of the mourning hall.

"Fell into a trap, flash!"

Shouhou immediately exited the mourning hall.

Yet at this time.

"Crack-"