Chapter 213 Ninety-eight and one, uneducated is the most terrible

"If you call me again, it's my grandson and you are in a hurry!" Sun Hongweng said angrily, " Finally, he pushed Qi Baobao to the chair and sat down, and then sat down carelessly.

"Hey!" The weekend was very obedient. After Sun Hong sat down, he said, "Oi, I won't call you grandson. I'll change your name to your son, okay?"

Bang!

Sun Hong slapped the table, and he stared at the weekend angrily: "Do you still want to talk about it?"

Bang!

Another big slap on the dining table, but this time it was not Sun Hong, but the weekend with a playful smile. His slap on the table was more ferocious than Sun Hong. After the disabled table made by the waiter was slapped by him, it almost fell directly.

While patting the table, I stood up from the chair on the weekend, not standing on the ground, but standing on the chair I had just sat on the table with one foot.

This posture is too arrogant and domineering!

"You fucking put a gun to my woman's forehead and still want to talk to me?"

The voice of saying this on the weekend was so loud that it almost overturned the roof. Compared with the lion roar skill of the female bandit baby Qi, this skill is undoubtedly better.

Looking at the weekend with one foot standing on the table and almost half of the body in front of him, and then being roared by the super version of the lion roar of the weekend, Sun Hong's eardrum drummed, and his body subconsciously fell back to a certain extent, as if the weekend in front of him was a roaring tiger.

The weekend's pretending skills are almost divine, so he, who was selling fiercely the first second, can be obedient the next second. After a pause, he recovered the smile that was obviously cynical but gave people a simple feeling: "Sun Hong, say it, what do you want to do?"

"..." Sun Hong feels that he is an obedient old scalper now, or how can he be led by the nose all the weekend? Looking at the simple and sincere smile on the weekend, Sun Hong wanted to be angry, but finally he resisted. Finally, he said, "Old Zhou, you must know about the public auction of the silver imperial building tomorrow."

"And then?" On the weekend, he reached out to take A Wei's cigarette and stared at Sun Hong with a very gentle expression, signaling him to continue talking.

Sun Hong threw out what he had said to the female bandit Qi Baobao again. He said, "I hope the Chai Dao League will not participate in tomorrow's auction!"

"What's the reason?" On the weekend, he still talked to Sun Hong in the most calm tone, but his movement of stepping on the dining table and almost reaching Sun Hong's face was really not gentle, like a strong man with a big and round waist eating Sun Hong, a yellow daughter with small arms and calves.

"Reason?" Sun Hong was slightly stunned.

"Let me speak for you!" On the weekend, he took over the conversation and said, "You Hongmen just feel that you are one of the three gangs underground in Kangcheng, a giant in the industry, and the Chai Dao League is a small household that has just risen, an inconspicuous ant."

"Of course, Hongmen is very worried that this inconspicuous ant of Chai Daomeng will grow bigger and bigger, which will eventually threaten your status as a giant in the Hongmen industry, isn't it?"

"The saying goes, wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it! Our firewood alliance relies on the baby security company to rise too fast. No wonder your eyes are hot.

"But, Boss Sun, do you really think I will give up the auction just because of your words? Although the firewood knife alliance is an ant in the eyes of the elephant Hongmen, although the ants are small, they can bite people to death. Although our firewood knife alliance is a small family, they may not have the courage to fight with you Hongmen!"

The call on the weekend was tept, as if it were a voice reader mechanically translated text. However, listening to Sun Hong's ears was tantamount to the most wonderful dance * white.

"Ha ha!" Although Sun Hong was shocked by what he said on the weekend, it does not mean that he is timid because of this. Just like what he said on the weekend, Hongmen is an elephant, and the firewood knife alliance is an ant. Can an elephant be afraid of ants? With a faint smile, Sun Hong said, "Kid, maybe you have the courage, otherwise you can't climb from a handyman in a small restaurant to its current height in just a few months. However, I must let you know clearly that people have to learn to be satisfied. Before that, you fought with *, Lu Shuaijie, and many other soldiers and generals. Yes, you did win, but don't be insatiable. Don't be so impetuous that because you can fight with Hongmen, ants can never eat elephants. What's more, when my elephant was underground, you were still practicing in your mother's womb.

After saying this, Sun Hong suddenly took back the pistol that had been on Qi Baobao's forehead. It was not his mercy, but his pride: "Mr. Zhou, since we can't reach an agreement, see you at the auction tomorrow!"

While speaking, Sun Hong stood up from his chair: "Brothers, let's go!"

Sun Hong's younger brothers listened to the boss's words and made a posture to leave. Of course, they are younger brothers. Naturally, they want Sun Hong, the boss, to walk in front. Therefore, everyone squeezed behind Sun Hong and waited for the boss to lead the way. Except for Mo Laodao and others who fainted from the fight just now, the other little brothers looked high. The people who watched the Firewood Knife League were like looking at shit, which made A Wei and others scolded secretly.

Sun Hong said he would leave without looking at the weekend that was still standing at the dining table. He got up and walked to the private room door. As for the little brothers he brought, they naturally followed him one by one, with a little female ducks leading a group of newly hatched ducklings to forage in the river.

However, what Sun Hong didn't expect was that as soon as he walked out of the dining table, A Wei and more than a dozen other brothers of the firewood knife alliance stopped him with a domineering face. As for the big fat man, he stood at the door with the chair that Qi Bao used to smash Sun Hong before. His body was huge. He stood at the door and directly blocked the door.

"Sun Hong, this is your territory, but I didn't let you go. Can you go?" When I said this on the weekend, I stood on the table leisurely, just like that time on the high platform at *'s house, with my hands in my trouser pockets, and the cigarette in my mouth was left with cigarette butts, which would not go out. When he said this, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Sun Hong.

"I'm curious why you won't let me go!" Sun Hong smiled coldly. As soon as he said this, there was a thong of footsteps in the corridor outside the door. Hearing the sound, he knew that there were at least a hundred people coming.

In an instant, countless people with knives and steel sticks gushed out of the door of the private room. These people all had a fierce face, especially the leader, with a big waist and a round upper body **, revealing muscle blocks, as if those muscles were inlaid with steel plates. The strong man tied a very feminine ponytail and held a martial arts in his hand. The mountain machete commonly seen in chivalrous TV dramas have a bright body and a cold glow.

If there hadn't been a big fat man slightly bigger than him blocked the door, the people in the private room would have thought that the strong man had been smuggled from the giant country.

Tang Meng, the elder of Hongmen!

"Big boss, do you need to kill that little bastard?" Because Sun Hong did not give an order, Tang Meng stood in the corridor outside the private room with nearly 100 brothers and did not break in. When he said this, the * in his hand pointed to the weekend standing at the dining table in the private room with a disdain and arrogant face.

Little bastard?

Weekend really didn't like this name, so when he first met Tang Meng, a trace of cold flashed in his eyes. However, the next second, the cold color in his eyes was gently replaced. If he didn't look at Tang Meng, he looked at Sun Hong with a proud face on the weekend and smiled coldly and said, "Mr. Sun, you won't think this The uneducated * can save you by coming here, right? I don't scold people like him. I haven't used the vulgar word 'bastard' since I was five years old. I should scold 'ninety-eight and one', so that I can be high-end and elegant!"

"Ninety-eight and one?" Sun Hong and Tang Meng outside the door asked rhetorical questions at the same time.

On the weekend, he showed a cunning smile and said, "It turns out that both of you are *. Let me help you popularize the science. The word 'miscellaneous' is on top is the word 'nine', and the bottom is the word 'ten' plus a stroke of 'eight'. The word 'seed' is 'and' plus '1' in Arabic numerals. Isn't it 'nine' Eighteen and one? Oh, it's terrible to be uneducated!"

"I'm going..." Tang Meng listened to the weekend's words and immediately reacted and opened his mouth to scold.

"*!" On the weekend, he spoke much faster, not only first, but also more powerful, because when he was bursting, he suddenly had a silver-gray pistol in his hand, and his eyes pointed straight at Tang Meng standing at the door. "Try to spray feces again!"

"..." Although Tang Meng held a machete in his hand, he was snatched by the weekend, and he stood at the table on the weekend. The condescending momentum was like the emperor's arrival. Tangmen hurriedly swallowed the dirty words back to his stomach.

The light gun action on the weekend comes too fast, but the trigger is faster!

Bang!

A bullet suddenly shot out of the silver-gray pistol. The fat man standing in front of Tang Meng was so scared that he hurriedly hugged his head and squatted down. The next second, a little red flowed out of Tang Meng's eyebrows, who stood outside the door like a door god. Because he couldn't stand the impact of the bullet, his whole body flew up and knocked the little brothers behind him upside down.

When he was dying, he couldn't even call out!

After the gunfire, the noisy private room suddenly fell into a dead silence. Everyone in the scene, regardless of gangs, even Qi Baobao was stunned.

In this era, killing is illegal. Everyone understands this truth, and weekends don't seem to know this truth, so he openly shot and killed Tang Meng with one shot!

Everyone was shocked and speechless. Countless pairs of eyes fell on the silver-gray pistol in the hands of the weekend. Everyone roared in their hearts. Crazy, this is a lifeless madman!

Baby Qi stood at the table behind the weekend. She could only see the back of the weekend standing at the table. However, she saw the scene of the gun in Tang Mengmei's heart. The female bandit covered her mouth and nose hard. On the one Hand, she was afraid of smelling human blood, and on the other, she was afraid that she would not be able to withstand the psychological pressure and screamed.

"Killing... Weekend... You killed... How can you kill... How can you kill with a gun in full view of the public... Accompany that bastard to die... Is it worth it... What should I do if you die..."

Qi Baobao roared hard in her heart, but she covered her mouth and didn't let herself make a sound.

For a long time, Sun Hong finally reacted from shock. His eyes looking at the weekend were full of fear. At this time, the silver-gray pistol in the weekend's hand had been pointed at his forehead.

Sun Hong admitted that he had been black for most of his life and killed countless people, but it was all in the dark, not in full light and in full view of the public. This weekend was undoubtedly the act of a madman.

A madman, who is not afraid?

Sun Hong was afraid of death, and he was afraid that he would shoot him on the weekend.

So, with a plop, Sun Hong suddenly knelt down after regained his mind: "Don't...don't kill me... kill...it's illegal to kill..."