The reborn tyrant rises

Read Chapter 476: I want to be the king

It turns out that people can reallyWith such ugliness, their wielding knives resolutely seem to have a mortal hatred with the old man, but you can’t deny that sometimes violence can give people a unique sense of poignancy.

No one expected that the specific scene of the night when Deng Bo died would be used by a female director of a literary film more than ten years later: a scene recreated in three minutes of a movie.

The above sentence is what Director Xu Huaan said during an interview with reporters.

A large part of women with literary and artistic flavor like rain, maybe the dripping rain can give them a lot of inspiration, Xu Huaan is one of them.

On that day, while thinking about her first movie in her life, she was interrupted by the hunger in her stomach.

Looking at the violent storm outside the window, Xu Huaan decided to go out to eat, and at the same time, she thought that maybe a walk in the rainstorm could make her thinking clearer.

During this period, the sewerage system in Kowloon was not doing well.

The rain was heavy, and the stagnant water from the torrential rain had even overflowed the high road teeth, and many floating objects of white plastic products were swirling in the strong wind.

There were few pedestrians and vehicles on the street, and the originally bright street lights seemed to have dimmed a lot under the torrential rain.

Xu Huaan wrapped her heavy raincoat tightly. The timidity of a woman made her a little scared, but a chubby figure in front of the road gave the woman a little sense of security.

She knew Dunbo.

However, in Xu Huaan’s eyes, this chubby and very kind-hearted old man is just a member of the general army of Hong Kong City enjoying his old age, and there is nothing special about it.

The two walked opposite each other, and then Xu Huaan saw a white van appear behind the old man like a ghost in the rain, then the door was opened, and a few men jumped down vigorously.

There were three men in total, all wearing black hoods similar to those of the Flying Tigers. One of them moved very quickly, as light as a civet cat walking behind Deng Bo, and then put the long knife with a gleaming cold light on it. The front of the opponent’s neck is horizontal and pulled hard.

The distance is less than three meters, so the woman can see clearly.

The cruelty shown by the man in the hood’s slashing throat and the splatter of blood on the neck of the fat old man made Xu Huaan immediately.

screamed out.

The sound of the screams did not make the three men hesitate at all, and the man in the lead cut his throat with a knife immediately.

Turning around, he made a warning gesture, and the man who was screaming just gave him a cold look, raised his index finger and made a quiet movement.

Because of the hood, Xu Huaan couldn’t see the man’s expression, but she could see the man’s eyes.

That kind of… ruthlessness reminds a woman of a cheetah hunting antelope.

The woman covered her mouth wisely, trying her best not to let herself make a sound.

Yet the killings continued.

The other two men quickly put up Deng Bo’s arm, and the action was equally crisp, one in the chest and one in the heart.

The puff sound of piercing into the body made the woman shudder.

Come fast, go fast.

In just two minutes, the white van on the street had disappeared, and there was only a frightened woman left on the street, staring at the fat Deng Bo softly.

The dark red liquid gushing out was quickly mixed with the heavy rain from the sky, and the ground became: a dark red, and then washed out by the heavy rain.

The deceased Deng Bo didn’t seem to have a painful expression on his face. Perhaps in his opinion, living until now is already a gift from God.

“what!”

The crazy roar of the old ghost who just arrived woke up the woman who had been scrutinizing Deng Bo’s expression, and then the various sturdy young people who ran downstairs in the rain made the woman understand that this was a fight in another world.

The road of no return in the arena.

“You did what Deng Bo did”

Ale withdrew his outstretched right hand, and his tone became: without a trace of emotion, “I will prepare the coffin, you will be the same as mine.”

There were many rebuttals and defenses, but he just said coldly, “Okay, I’ll wait for you.

Everyone will never die.”

Both of them didn’t speak any more but turned their backs to walk.

They are all people who have become elites in the world. They know that there is no meaning for communication at this time, and it is useless to say anything now. The result is only four words.

“You die and I live.”

“Deng Bo is dead, tell everyone to gather in Wan Chai, we enter Tuen Mun, first take the faucet stick.”

Lin Huaile, who returned to the car, ignored the rainwater flowing on his body and immediately.

decision was made.

“clear.”

The following people immediately.

After starting the car, Lin Huaile continued, “Once I get the stick, I can justifiably gather everyone, and I want to beat him to death.

“Dumbo is dead.

The man behindNow, I have no way out.”

“How to do”

I was so surprised by this news that I couldn’t close my mouth for a long time.

“One step at a time, the king dies one step at a time.”

Da Se showed a heroic character that was familiar to the face. He could step by step from a 49-year-old boy to an all-rounder in Tsuen Wan, and his wrist was naturally not weak.

“I want to be the king of heaven.”

The big words lifted everyone’s spirits. He took the guy with the long hair and looked straight at the opposite vehicle with a solemn expression, “Ale won’t start here, the people he brought are here to negotiate, Not a fighting stance.

He’s not sure of winning.”

The big test was right, and the convoy started to leave in an orderly manner.

“Right now.

Call the gangbang and ask him to make an offer.”

He spoke very fast, “We’re going to make Deng Bo’s death a mess.

Tell him first to find a way to keep those old guys neutral and overturn the re-election.”

“OK.”

I hurriedly took out the phone.

“Also, tell him to collude, and I’ll lead someone into Tsim Sha Tsui like a superior.

I don’t want any of the site, it’s all his, as long as he supports me now.”

Look down from the sky.

The teams of both sides were galloping at full speed in the rain, and the splashing water splashed many taxi drivers who were still trying to make a living in the rain, shouting curses.

Countless phone calls were broadcast from the hands of the big man, Ale, and he promised to go out without money under various conditions.

Now everyone understands that whoever holds the stick can get the words of those who remain neutral and watch the hall. Time has become extremely precious.

a long distance away.

Su Pingnan swallowed the last mouthful of fried rice, looked at the beautiful host who was still struggling with a sleepy face, and said with a smile a sentence that made the trio who were stalking from a distance puzzled.

“Tonight is a sleepless night for many people.”

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