Chapter 221 You say you don’t want it? Then, everyone stopped, pulled out the pistols from their waists in tacit coordination, took out the silencer, and screwed it on the front end of the pistols. Finally, slowly press the hammer safety. Afterwards, everyone went all the way to the fifth floor, walked through the long corridor, and came to the innermost room. The plane made a stop gesture, and everyone immediately leaned against the wall and began to be alert to the situation around them. Seeing this, Jiji bent forward, tried to calm his heartbeat, put his ear against the door, held his breath, and listened to the movement inside. "Push to the street!" "I don't know what those uncles in the society were thinking. They sent us to this godforsaken place. It's simply torture!" "I've been eating a lot of food lately. Look at these things. Are they for human consumption?" At this time, another voice sounded. "Okay, stop complaining. The chicken will be here soon, so let you go first."
"If you ask me, who goes first and who goes last is really strange. We are all brothers who have burned yellow paper and chopped off chicken heads before. We just happened to order two chickens, so why not just have four of us serve one? No one has to fight with anyone else. How nice." "Pounce on your mother! Only a pervert like you can come up with such a plan. I won't join you." "Among you and Hong Sheng, you are the one who plays the most extravagantly. Last time I heard that seven of you were playing one at the same time. It's simply not something a human being can do..." Just when Feiji wanted to listen again, the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the ground suddenly came from the corridor. The Dongguan boy who was taking a break at the stairs immediately looked downstairs and found two scantily clad women walking upstairs, talking and laughing. At this frequency, it would only take three minutes at the slowest to reach their floor. In an instant, he gestured towards this side. Seeing this, Feiji and Lin Huaile looked at each other and decided to take action immediately. The plane raised its right hand and extended three fingers, starting the final countdown. three! two! One! As the last finger was retracted, Big Head crossed his arms over his chest and took a run, heading towards the door with great momentum. All of a sudden, the already aging wooden door made a teeth-grinding creaking sound, and the old hinges could no longer withstand such a huge impact force, splashing in all directions. The door was opened as expected by Datou, and the man fell heavily to the ground. In an instant, the eight people in the room turned their heads to look, their expressions different, but without exception, their faces were filled with shock and astonishment. They were so overwhelmed by this sudden scene that they stood there like a statue. No one thought of getting weapons at the first moment. The next second, the four people on the plane immediately flashed into the house, pulled out their guns and started shooting without saying a word! Even Big Head, who was lying on the ground, took out his pistol as quickly as possible and pulled the trigger without hesitation at the enemy in front of him. The unique sound of the silencer was not noticeable in the tube-shaped building with poor sound insulation.
Nowadays, people don’t have such high requirements for buildings, and they are used to a little noise. With the opponents standing there like wooden stakes, Feiji's men didn't even have to bother aiming and quickly emptied a magazine. At this time, no one on the other side could stand still, and they all fell to the ground uncontrollably. The bright red blood flowed on the ground, gathering into a gurgling stream. Under the dim light, it looked very strange. Some people who were not completely dead were still opening and closing their mouths, as if they wanted to say something, but only gurgling blood flowed out. At this time, the sound of high heels was getting closer and closer. Dongguanzi and Dadi looked at each other, hurriedly picked up the door on the ground, stood it back against the door frame, and propped it up with their bodies to ensure that it would not fall down due to external force. The next second, there was a knock on the door. "Open the door, our sisters are here." At this time, Lin Huaile took a few steps forward and said through the barrier of a door: "Sorry, we don't need it anymore, you can go back." After hearing this, the other party immediately exploded, put his hands on his hips, and shouted: "You said no, so you don't want it? How can this be justified in the world?" "We sisters came all the way here, and you just said you didn't want us and left. How can we continue to do business in the future?" "I'm going to put my words here today. You have to pay even if you don't want it, otherwise I will never forgive you!" Nowadays, those who do the flesh trade all have backers, commonly known as pimps. Lin Huaile's men also have horse pens, and he knows the rules. Thinking of this, he immediately asked, "I wonder how much it will cost?" The woman opposite paused and said, "A big black ten, or I will definitely make you pay!" Hearing this, Dongguanzi took out a big black ten from his pocket and handed it out through the crack in the door. After receiving the money, the two women whispered a few words and then left in their high heels. At this time, he had been searching the bottom of the luggage and finally found the dragon head stick in a suitcase. Dadi took the stick in his hand, his eyes blurred, and murmured: "This is the Dragon Head Stick. Although it is a little different from what I imagined, the feeling of holding it in my hand is as if I really have power..." "How many people died because of this stick..." Upon hearing this, the other people hurriedly looked at what was in Dadi's hand. It was a completely black wooden stick, about 30 centimeters long, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, with a lifelike oriental dragon carved on it. The top was the head of the dragon, the body of the dragon was winding all the way, and the tail of the dragon could be clearly seen at the bottom. With his feet in a pool of blood and a dragon-headed stick in his hand, he actually had a strange sense of beauty under the dim light. While Dadi was immersed in it, Feiji took the stick out of his hand, put it in the backpack across his shoulder, and shook his head, saying, "Okay, stop looking at it. No matter how much you look at it, this dragon head stick does not belong to you." Dadi touched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Isn't it a rumor in the martial arts world that whoever gets the stick can become the leader? I'm just curious..." At this time, Lin Huaile said meaningfully: "Don't believe this kind of rumors. If an incompetent person gets the dragon head stick, it is not only not a good thing, but it is more likely to be a disaster for his life." After a pause, he pointed at the corpse on the ground and said, "They also took sticks. I don't know if I can sit on the dragon head seat. Anyway, I'll go downstairs to sell salted duck eggs first." "Brother Hao has never held this dragon head stick, so isn't he the one who has the final say over He Shenghe now?"
Dongguanzi also nodded and said: "That's right, the boss is the boss, and he doesn't rely on this so-called dragon head stick." When everyone saw the legendary dragon head stick for the first time, they were shocked at first, then calmed down now. At the same time, they also figured out a lot of things. At this moment, everyone spontaneously expressed their sincere admiration for Brother Hao. No wonder he was not panicked at all when he received the news that the dragon head stick was lost. Over the past few days, he never called them to urge them. It turned out that he had already realized this. Instead of believing in groundless rumors, it is better to learn from their own boss. Even if they only learn a little bit, it will be enough for them to benefit for the rest of their lives. Just as they were about to leave, there was another knock on the door. Another one in ten thousand (End of this chapter)