I cut reality into a movie

"Boy, next time you won't be so lucky."

Wilson threatened with an empty knife as before, but this time, he suddenly found that he no longer had the strength to pull out the knife.

The severe pain in his heart began to spread rapidly in his body.

Following the pain, he lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the machete stuck in his heart, and wanted to raise his hand to pull it out, but his hand was so heavy that he couldn't lift it at all.

"Uh!!!!"

Like a lion at the last second of his life, Wilson let out an angry roar of unwillingness.

It's just that under the scythe of death, all resistance is futile.

A thud.

Wilson's body fell to the marble floor of the bar.

Romon just looked at him indifferently, and said the ending words that he had thought about during the battle just now: "Using a knife pays attention to one-hit kills, Wilson, your knife path is too messy."

Leaving a handsome ending, Romon raised his legs and stepped over Wilson's body, dragging his 'tired' body, leaning on the wall of the bar with one hand, and walked towards the box in the corner of the bar.

Judging by his appearance, he looked like he wanted to find a place to rest.

Squeak.

The single transparent glass door of the bar box was pushed open.

Luo Meng looked at Cui Zicheng who was smiling cunningly in the private room, and he didn't show any doubts. He just sneered and joked, "Brother Zicheng, isn't the room you're ambush in a bit too safe?"

"Ren Yong, you have to understand that only those who are alive have the chance to climb higher." Cui Zicheng didn't rush to shoot Romon, but put on a show of force, and gave him half a glass of red wine.

"This is my celebration wine for you. Congratulations on being hacked into such a miserable state and still defeating the enemy."

"At the same time, this is also my farewell wine for you, drink it, and then go to heaven to report with peace of mind."

After finishing speaking, Cui Zicheng raised the Gelug pistol in his hand, and put the muzzle on Romon's forehead: "Any last words?"

"I wonder why?"

Feeling the coldness on his forehead, Luo Meng was really curious as to why Cui Zicheng wanted to kill him.

It stands to reason that the two of them have only known each other for a few days, and I have never done anything to offend him, so there is no reason why this person wants to do something to me.

Could it be that he has extraordinary intuition and can feel my killing intent towards him through the legendary sixth sense?

"Do you think I'm the same person as you?"

Picking up the wine he poured for Romon on the table, Cui Zicheng sneered while drinking:

"Park In-yong, you, a low-level gangster from Korea, besides being able to fight a little and be bold, do you have any other value to this world?"

"To the world, I may indeed be of little value. What about you, do you have any achievements in Cui Zi?"

Seeing Cui Zicheng's current state, Luo Meng became interested in an instant: Good guy, there are big melons in the middle, there must be something wrong with Cui Zicheng.

"Of course I have."

Patting Luo Meng's face with the gun in his hand, Cui Zicheng proudly said: "Everything I do is for democracy and freedom. I am completely different from a low-level scum like you!"

"Are you an undercover agent for Tiaozi?"

Resisting the urge to complain about democracy and freedom, Romon asked.

"Yes, I am."

Cui Zicheng nodded: "And I can make you die more clearly. I can tell you clearly that I am an undercover agent of the CIA."

"Isn't the CIA only in charge of foreign countries?"

Luo Meng continued to ask questions, but Cui Zicheng didn't want to answer anymore, he put the muzzle of the gun on Luo Meng's forehead again, and said goodbye: "Okay, you can tell you one last thing, I'm here for a list, now, you Time to report to God."

As he spoke, Cui Zicheng pulled the trigger suddenly with his right index finger.

boom!

Gunshots sounded.

But what Cui Zicheng expected, the scene where Romon's head bloomed did not appear.

The bullet he fired against Romon's forehead unexpectedly stopped in front of Romon's eyebrows, just like Magneto's ability in the movie.

"You you you you you you you!"

Cui Zicheng now feels like sharing the same bed with his newlywed wife, but in the end, he dreamed that he peed in half, and when he woke up, the quilt was also wet.

Now he fully felt what it means to be angry, afraid, shocked, afraid, and wet in his crotch.

He is a lovely materialist. He doesn't even believe in God. He never thought that such a surreal scene could appear in this world.

"What's wrong with me?"

Luo Meng smiled, looked at Cui Zicheng who was completely scared, and joked: "Didn't you just confess to me that you are a CIA undercover agent? Now I will also confess to you that I am God."

Luo Meng raised his hand to pinch the stationary bullet on his forehead, then stood up, and pressed the bullet in his hand against Cui Zicheng's forehead.

"Actually, it is reasonable to say that the appearance of a CIA undercover agent can be a small explosive point in the plot of the movie, but in order to ensure that you kill me, you kid is too close to the gun, so close that if I dodge your shooting, People with superpowers will be complained about by the audience."

"So, let's pretend that there is no CIA. Anyway, you are not a department that must appear in the plot. Whether you have it or not will not affect the structure of the story."

While muttering explanations, while pressing the bullet into Cui Zicheng's skull with his hands, Romon just looked into his eyes, gradually becoming disoriented from fear, and finally turned into complete defeat.

"Cui Zicheng, my good partner, was unfortunately shot and died in the war. I will attend your funeral, and I will also investigate by the way, what is the list that the CIA wants."

Chapter 069 The Loyal, the Betrayer and the Arrogant

A shovel is waving vigorously on the barren hill not far from the road bar.

One after another, the burial pits were dug out irregularly, and one after another, the corpses of the Honglei Gang were roughly kicked into the pits.

After the underworld war, the victor will be responsible for burying the body of the loser. This is not because of hospice care, but the tacit understanding between the underworld organization and the police:

We police don't care if you scumbags are dead or alive, but you don't let us see the corpse, otherwise the investigation that should be done will definitely not go away.

The last one to be thrown into the burial pit was Wilson, the leader of the Thunder Gang.

For this fierce bald biker, Lee Jae Joong did not pretend to be a "hero cherishing a hero" at all. He just took out his pistol with a gloomy face and emptied all the clips on his body, venting his depression and resentment.

Yes, Li Zaizhong won this war, but he also lost a dozen younger brothers as the price.

The loss of these younger brothers will not only weaken him physically, but also deal a huge blow to his finances. After all, these younger brothers died for him, and you, the older brother, have to pay for the pension of the younger brothers' family members.

Except for those who are dead, those who are alive but injured, your elder brother has to pay for the medical expenses, and besides that, after a life and death battle, you are not allowed to give a bonus as an elder brother?

The more I think about it, the more distressed it becomes, the more I think about it, the more angry it becomes.

Facing Wilson's bloody face, Li Zaizhong spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"Pooh!"

"You son of a bitch! I really wish I didn't kill you with my own hands!"

Cursing, Li Zaizhong turned around angrily, waved to his younger brother, and said, "Hurry up and bury it, looking at this beast's face makes me upset!"

"Yes, Brother Zaizhong!"

Several younger brothers responded loudly, and then, the sound of shoveling and shoveling soil sounded from behind Li Zaizhong.

"Xiangzhe, walk with me."

Li Zaizhong, who was depressed, decided to ask his closest subordinates to accompany him for a few steps to relax.

But in the end, Kim Sang-cheol's mood was even lower than that of Lee Jae-joong, and he said "I got it" in a bitter voice, which instantly made Lee Jae-joong furious:

"Xiang Zhe, what do you mean by your half-dead voice? Resentment that I didn't let you clean the battlefield today?"

The cleaning of the battlefield that Li Zaizhong said is not the kind of cleaning of the battlefield where the spoils are seized in war movies, but the literal meaning of cleaning the bar where the battle has just been fought.

It was drudgery, but it meant absolute trust.

After all, the traces left on the battlefield, as long as they are mastered by those who are interested, can send all the combatants to prison and step on the sewing machine.

For a long time, Kim Sang-cheol was in charge of cleaning the battlefield, but today, this job was handed over to Romon, who performed outstandingly.

This means that in Li Zaizhong's heart, Luo Meng has been placed in the same position as Kim Sang-cheol.

A newcomer who has just joined the gang for less than a week is on an equal footing with himself, an old man who has been in the industry for more than ten years. It is completely normal for Kim Sang-cheol to feel a little emotional in the face of this gap.

And in normal times, Lee Jae Joong can understand this little emotion, and even take the initiative to comfort Kim Sang Chul.

But today, he, Li Zaizhong, is full of evil fire and has nowhere to vent, so there is still a younger brother who is in a mood to control his face.

He snorted heavily and rebuked angrily:

"You can't fight head-on, but you can play tricks behind the scenes. Kim Sang-cheol, with your villainous character, you really shouldn't be here with me. You should go to Ma Shouji's. He likes to play tricks behind the scenes just like you!"

After finishing speaking, Li Zaizhong took a step forward and walked down the mountain alone with a displeased expression on his face.

"Brother, I..."

Raising his hand, Kim Sang-cheol still wanted to explain something, but he couldn't say it anyway.

He is also wronged, he is so loyal, so dedicated, for so many years, he has sacrificed so much for Li Zaizhong, and the result is.

My boss actually said to himself: a villain like you, why not work with Ma Shouji, who is also a villain.

Such chilling words made the eye sockets of the inch-headed man Kim Sang-cheol wet, and even traces of blood oozed from the lower lip he was biting.

"Brother Xiangzhe, elder brother is also in a bad mood, don't take it to heart."

"Yeah, yeah, brother Xiangzhe, big brother, those are just angry words, just angry words, don't mind it"

"Brother Xiangzhe, you and elder brother have been friends for more than ten years. Don't you know what kind of temper he is? Don't take it to heart. After a few days, elder brother's mood recovers. Today's matter will be over."

The quarrel between Lee Jae-joong and Kim Sang-cheol was naturally heard by the younger brothers who were digging and burying the body. They looked at Kim Sang-cheol's trembling back and immediately stepped forward to comfort each other.

It's a pity that once some cracks appear, they cannot be healed with a sentence or two.

Looking indifferently at the back of Lee Jae-joong going down the mountain, Kim Sang-cheol didn't say a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his slightly squinted eyes.

That night.

Officially incinerate the younger brother's body, keep the ashes properly, and prepare to transport them back to South Korea in the future and hand them over to the relatives of the deceased.

Lee Jae Joong held a celebration banquet for the victory of today's war in his favorite barbecue restaurant.

Casualties belong to casualties, and celebrations belong to celebrations. This has been the case in wars since ancient times.

At the hustle and bustle of the celebration banquet, the core of Li Zaizhong's topic was only three words - Park In-yong.

Basically, every three sentences Li Zaizhong had to mention Park In-yong, he put all the compliments he knew in his mind on his new love general.

Of course, in addition to verbal praise, substantive rewards are also indispensable.

Li Zaizhong stood in the middle of the barbecue restaurant, with one arm around Luo Meng's shoulder, holding his head high, and announced loudly:

"Today, Ren Yong's performance in the war is obvious to all."

"I'm even exaggerating. If Ren Yong was not present today, if Ren Yong hadn't slaughtered Wilson with his own hands, there would be no question of whether we would still be sitting here drinking and eating meat."

"So, in order to commend his achievements today, and to make Ren Yong more capable, I decided to appoint Ren Yong as the leader of the five teams."

The leader of the five groups?

Listen to Li Zaizhong's appointment.

The younger brothers present were all taken aback.

Because there are only four groups under Li Zaizhong, and there is no so-called fifth group at all.

Now Li Zaizhong suddenly appointed Luo Meng as the leader of the fifth team. Doesn't this mean that people from other teams will be transferred to Luo Meng.

Thinking that their subordinates will be transferred, all the team leaders including Kim Sang-cheol tensed up.

Fortunately, Li Zaizhong was angry today. He was not stupid enough to assign people to Romon to form a fifth group under the premise that all the groups suffered casualties.

So after announcing Luo Meng's position as team leader, Li Zaizhong immediately comforted him: "Of course, I also took into account that Ren Yong just came to us not long ago, and he is not very familiar with many things in the church. In addition, there are also many casualties among the brothers today. .”

"So the leader of Renyong's fifth team will temporarily hold a false title. He will first be the deputy team leader of the first team to practice with Xiangzhe. After a while, when the manpower is sufficient, I will help Renyong form a team. .”

"Ren Yong, what do you think of this arrangement?"

Saying that, Li Zaizhong smiled slightly at Luo Meng.

"It's up to brother Zaizhong to arrange, I have no opinion."

Romon doesn't care about real or false jobs at all, all he wants is Li Zaizhong's trust, as long as the trust is in place, Romon will be able to get in touch with more core businesses of the church and help him climb to the pinnacle of power faster.