Chapter 1893-1894

1893 Four platinum hitter "Eh?" Old Lange was stunned and didn't quite understand Barjiton's words: "Bartton, what are you talking about? What do you mean?

Old Lange subconsciously regarded Batton's words as protecting Yang Ming and Batton's threat to himself! So old Lange is a little indulent. Isn't he just a guest of the Douglas family? You are not a member of the Douglas family. Even if you are a big family in Aero Town, you can't control the Las Vegas?

Isn't it up to you? So as soon as he heard Bartton's words, Old Lange's tone became a little gloomy.

"Old Lange, I don't mean anything. I just want to remind you for the sake of our friendship..." Butterton curled his lips and said to himself, what's wrong with you still pretending yourself? If I hadn't been familiar with you, I wouldn't have bothered to tell you this.

"Butterton, what do you mean by that? What do you mean by our friendship..." Old Lange sneered and said, "I just think that we usually have friendships. Before I touch your family's guests, I'll say hello to you. If it's someone else, I won't bother to say hello, so I'll do it directly..."

"Yes, that's right. That's why I told you first. If it were someone else's words, I wouldn't bother to say hello..." Butterton said, "Anyway, I've already told you, and if you have to insist on going, then I don't care. Anyway, I'll tell you, who will die

"Since you say so, we can't talk about it! Goodbye..." Old Lange put down the phone with a "bun" and scolded, "What the hell? Threaten me! Let's wait and see..."

While old Lange hung up the phone, Batton gently put down the phone, with a disdainful smile at the corners of his mouth: "Idiot, I told you, whoever goes will die!" If you want to go, just go. There are still people rushing to die. It's really stupid..."

After Old Lange called Barjidon, he began to summon his team of generals. Soon, the four platinum thugs of the Speed Party gathered in Old Lange's office.

"My son, your young master, was beaten by the Douglas family! After you follow me to find the field, you don't have to ask anything indiscriminately, just call me, fight to death, and avenge my son! As long as you don't kill him..." Old Lange's vicious opponent gave the order.

"Yes! Leader!! We know, fight to death, as long as you don't kill..." The four platinum thman said repeatedly.

These four platinum hitpers are Xiaodao Sharp, Shengji, Lao Mao Ni and Ergen. These four people are now the most fighting people in the Flying Car Party. One person can make more than a dozen! This time, because Lange's son was beaten, Old Lange called all four guys and prepared to teach the Douglas family a lesson that they will never forget!

As for other people, old Lange still disdains to take it. It's okay for a group of gangs to join in the fun and scare people, but only these four people are enough to deal with real masters! In the duel between masters, those rabbins are of no use.

So, the old leader of the Flying Car Party, with four platinum men, went to the Douglas Grand Hotel to find a place. In his opinion, "Who will compete with these four people?

I have to say that the old Lange is worthy of being the old leader of the flying car party. A Rolls-Royce drove out of the speed of Ferrari and ran wildly all the way, which stunned everyone on the road. The top luxury car like Rolls-Royce is generally relatively calm, and rarely drives like

Today, the old Lange drove himself for his son. The last one shook his tail and parked the car in front of the Douglas Hotel.

Many waiters know Lao Lange, the once brilliant leader of the Flying Car Party. Although Old Lange is now running a formal car business, no one can forget the fact that he was once the boss of the Flying Car Party.

"It's cleared" is cleared! The flying car party is working here. It has nothing to do with idle people. They all leave quickly, otherwise the consequences will be at their own risk..." Before they arrived at the nightclub, the knife of one of the four platinum thopers shouted.

The people in the nightclub had seen Yang Ming and Lange fighting at the door before, and some people recognized Lange's identity and were carefully discussing the development direction of the matter. At this time, they suddenly heard that the people of the Flying Car Party were coming, and they all lowered their heads and had the thought of leaving.

Especially the people of the Flying Car Party who say that they will not leave are responsible for their own consequences. These people all stand up honestly and walk to the door of the nightclub. No one is stupid. Looking at this momentum, the obvious Flying Car Party is coming to find a place. What if the people who stay here are regarded as fellow party?

And the waiter of the nightclub, under the aggressive eyes of the old cat, also withdrew from Mr. Ye with the security team. Just now, the manager of the security department had called Mr. Bartton, but Batton told him not to interfere, so since Batton had said so, he simply followed. Let's leave together.

Soon, in addition to Yang Ming and Zhang Bin, there are also Chen Ze and Tao Linfang in the nightclub, there are Lange, Slythe, the old Lange and the four platinum thugs.

"Chen Ze, you take her first. I don't need you here..." Yang Ming looked at Chen Ze with a bloody head and said to him.

"But..." Although Chen Ze was afraid in his heart, he didn't want to leave alone! This matter was provoked by him and Tao Linfang. Yang Ming only helped them and was surrounded by the people of the Flying Car Party. At this time, it was indeed a little unkind to let Yang Ming stay here alone!

"Go!" Yang Ming frowned. With Chen Ze here, he couldn't let go. Only after Chen Ze left can Yang Ming kill directly without scruples.

"Well... Mr. Yang, be careful..." Chen Ze was shocked by Yang Ming's sharp eyes. He nodded quickly, pulled Tao Linfang and walked out.

When he got to the door, Lange did not say anything to stop him, because in his opinion, as long as Yang Ming was dealt with, wouldn't Chen Ze and Tao Linfang be slaughtered by himself at any time? There is no need to keep them! Moreover, it is not easy for them to kill Yang Ming if they stay. In this way, there is no evidence. Even if Yang Ming is killed, they have no evidence.

If it really doesn't work, it's also easy to hand over a few flying car gangs.

Old Lange also thought the same way, so they didn't stop Chen Ze. When everyone was gone, he raised his head and stared at Yang Ming viciously: "You beat my son..."

"Yes..." Yang Ming nodded: "Are you here to make amends for your son..."

"Eh?" Old Lange was stunned after listening to Yang Ming's words, but then laughed: "Hahahaha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard. Pay guilty? Do you have a fever? I'm here to clean you up! Boy, you're dying, don't you know what's going on..."

After the nightclub people withdrew, Bartton came down, and then said to the security captain behind him, "Close the passage and elevator on the negative floor. Don't open it without my order..."

"Yes..." The security captain nodded quickly. After Batton went down, the passage and elevator on the negative floor were closed, and the people who went up could not know the following situation.

Batton looked at Old Lange from afar and shook his head helplessly. He said, "I reminded you, but you're still here, so you can't blame others." You want to die, and I can't help it!

Old Lange's afterglow also saw Butterton in the distance, and he couldn't help snoring coldly in his nose. He said to himself, "This old guy, I don't know what he's doing here." Do you want to plead? But it's useless to plead, and no one will give face this time!

"You mean that you and your four shabby men can kill me..." Yang Ming looked at Lange like a fool.

"I'm not a rag man" I'm a big platinum hitter..." Old Lange corrected: "You don't have to talk so fast. Do you know who you provoked..."

"Who is it? Isn't it just a flying car party? Aren't you?" Yang Ming asked rhetorical.

"Flying Car Party! Humph, you still know it's the Flying Car Party! Don't you know that the Flying Car Party is one of the three major gangs in Las Vegas..." Old Lange asked.

"I don't know. I knew there were only two gangs left..." Yang Ming shrugged his shoulders.

1894 Desperate, Old Lange was stunned. He thought that Yang Ming was cursing him that the Flying Car Party was going to perish, leaving only two major gangs. He sneered and said, "Kid, I'm looking for death! You guys, call me! It doesn't matter if you kill me this time..."

"Yes! Leader!" " The four gold medal thumpers have been eager to try for a long time, especially Brother Ergen, who has been holding back for a long time. He has been cultivating immortals recently and has been very awesome, so in his opinion, Yang Ming is not worth the sun at all.

Yang Ming looked sarcastically at the four platinum thongers who surrounded him. His hands trembled slightly, and four flying needles shot out, silently sinking into the acupuncture points of the four people.

The four people stopped on the spot at once, as if they were frozen.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and do it!" Old Lange was a little annoyed when he saw that his four men suddenly didn't move. He promised to be good before and wanted to fight to the death. Why didn't he suddenly move? What are you thinking about?

The four people still stopped in place, motionless, as if they hadn't heard Old Lange's words.

"What's wrong with you guys..." Old Lange was a little anxious. Looking at the sarcastic smile on Yang Ming's face in front of him, Old Lange felt very ashamed.

"They are dead..." Yang Ming smiled faintly.

Old Lange frowned and reached out to push his hands. As a result, under a pile, the old cat fell straight down. Old Lange was shocked and quickly said, "What's wrong with you?"

Before he could check what was wrong with the old catty, the other three people also fell straight to the ground. Old Lange hurried to explore their noses, but was shocked to find that the four of them were so dead that they were completely burp.

Old Lange was suddenly anxious, and the cold sweat on his forehead came out in an instant! What the hell is going on? Why did his four platinum thons fall to the ground in a silent moment?

Is there a sudden plague? Old Lange also knows that this idea is impossible! But Yang Mingming in front of him didn't even take action, and his four men fell to the ground. Is this the situation?

Lange and Slyther were also happy to watch the old Lange come with the four platinum thugs to find the field, ready to see Yang Ming beaten to the ground. As a result, before Yang Ming could find his teeth, the four men died inexplicably!

The most horrible thing in the world is not pure death, but the unknown! If the four platinum thugs were killed by Yang Ming, the old Lange and Lange would be nothing but afraid and shocked!

But these four people died for no reason, which is the reason why he was afraid! Although he didn't know how these four people died, Lao Lange was not stupid. He knew that the cause of death of these four people was absolutely related to Yang Ming!

Otherwise, Yang Ming could not have said so calmly that these four people were dead!

Since Yang Ming can let these four people die silently, isn't it a momentary thing to let him die? Thinking of this, old Lange was really scared!

This kind of instant can directly die without warning, so that he really doesn't know what to do... He looked at the four men who had been working with him for most of his life and died like this... For a moment, the old Lange sighed... There were regrets, some unwillingness, but the biggest thing was fear!

Before, he wanted to beat Yang Ming all over the ground to find his teeth and avenge his son.

But now, he has no such thoughts at all. He is already scared to death. In his opinion, Yang Ming is a more horrible existence than biological and chemical weapons!

And Lange and Slyzhi are also stunned at this moment! They can't imagine that the four platinum thopers died at the same time in an instant! And Yang Ming didn't seem to do it at all!

The next moment, the deep fear also invaded the hearts of the two people! Previously, Yang Ming was merciful, but now they understand the meaning of Yang Ming's words.

Yang Ming said that they were looking for death. At that time, he thought it was just a joke, but now it seems that it is not a joke at all!

"Don't look, I killed it." Yang Ming said lightly, "Look again, they are also dead and can't live..."

In addition to old Lange, Lange and Slyther, Zhang Bin and Barjiton were also shocked! Although Zhang Bin has seen Yang Ming kill people with bullets in the casino before, the shock is far less than the impact now!

Before, Yang Ming killed people with bullets. Although he was more skilled and needed to be very technical when throwing bullets, he could do it after practice! Especially when Yang Ming was at the school art festival, he also performed flying to throw, so he didn't feel strange that Yang Ming could throw bullets to kill people.

But now, Yang Ming did not throw bullets or do anything at all. The four people fell to the ground without warning, and there were no wounds on their bodies. Is this the legendary intention to kill? Or kill you with your eyes?

Although Zhang Bin knows more about Yang Ming, he also feels that the boss is the boss, and he has reached a height that can only be admired!

And Bartton, even more so. Although he was shocked by Yang Ming's destruction of the Broken Head Gang, he saw with his own eyes that Yang Ming killed four platinum thunts of the Flying Car Party silently. Batton was lucky in his heart that he was lucky not offended Yang Ming, otherwise Yang Ming could have killed himself with one look! But this old Lange is really. He has told him before that when he meets Yang Ming, whoever will die, this guy still doesn't listen. Now it's all right, the four capable men are dead. Let's see if he will be awesome in the future. I guess this flying party will be depressed in the future!

The Broken Head Gang was destroyed, and the four platinum thwarrs of the Flying Car Party were hung up, leaving Zhiweihui's family. At that time, Zhiweihui will become the largest gang in Las Vegas as long as it takes a little action.

Old Lange stared at his four men who died on the ground and couldn't say anything.

"You can't just bring four people..." Yang Ming looked at old Lange and asked.

"Four..." Old Lange raised his head in surprise.

"I thought you brought all the people of the flying car party, and I thought about solving it together to save trouble..." Yang Ming said, "It's like a broken head gang. I have to go to the door in person. It's troublesome! Why don't you call your men and let them come and die collectively..."

Old Lange keenly caught a few words in Yang Ming's words, that is, "broken head..."! Yang Ming mentioned the Broken Head Gang. Was the Broken Head Gang also destroyed by Yang Ming? And he personally came to destroy it?

Batton looked at his old man as if he was distracted and shook his head helplessly. If he had known this, why did he have to do it in the first place? What did you think when you called before? What's the use of regretting now?

"Old Lange" broken head gang was completely destroyed a few hours ago..." Batton sighed and solved the puzzle for old Lange: "It was Mr. Yang who did it!"

"What? Is the whole broken head destroyed? Impossible! Impossible! How can so many people be destroyed..." Although old Lange vaguely guessed something, he just didn't want to believe this fact!

Because this fact is really shocking!

"I don't believe it! It's impossible. You must have lied to me..." With that, Old Lange took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and asked in a low voice. After getting the other party's anxious and affirmative reply, Old Lange's mobile phone fell to the ground with a "pop", but Old Lange sat on the ground dejected.

My eyes are full of regret, fear and despair! He called to ask a well-informed person. When he got the news that the Broken Head Gang was destroyed as a whole because it offended people a few hours ago, old Lange believed it!

I also believed what Bartton said before, this person, who provokes who will die, there is no need to have any illusions at all.

"Bardon, why didn't you tell me in advance? Why didn't you tell me?" Old Lange crawled on the ground in despair and shouted to Batton with a hisss, "Old man, you don't say anything..."