Fairy, please pay me back.

Chapter 14 Chapter Fourteen Chengtian Yun Dao (Small Climax) ([-])

A hundred steps can lead to Yang Weapon Shop.

Brother Kun's eyes were cold, and while stroking Xiaoyu's head, he said majestically into the mobile phone:
"Fei Zai, you first need to talk to the liaisons of each gang, and tell Brother Chun from Juhua Terrace tore up the armistice agreement, arrest our people, and then ask Banli to lead people to pick up the newly opened casino in Juhua Terrace. The ones who know their faces are tied up, but the ones who don’t know their faces are young! After arranging things, you can pick a few brave boys to come to me and accompany me to the main stage of Chrysanthemum Taiwan!"

After making the call, Brother Kun dialed another number and said with a smile on his face:
"Mr. Meng? I, Kunzai, how are you these days? Have you received the Laozhong Buddha I sent to you a few days ago?... Hey, everything should be done everywhere! Mr. Meng, I'm with you Let me tell you something, that Chrysanthemum Taixiao has no sense of martial ethics and tore up the armistice agreement that you personally guaranteed without authorization. Look at this... um, um, I understand, don't worry, I know what's appropriate!"

As soon as Brother Kun hung up the phone, Xiaoyu touched his abdominal muscles and climbed up. Her two red lips rubbed against his ear and said:
"Brother robbed a casino again and made a fortune. When will you tell the boss to redeem me... I don't want to serve those stinky men anymore, I just want to serve brother-!"

Brother Kun lowered his eyes slightly and smiled:

"You're pretty and you'll get things done. I really want to take you in, but your boss is from the official family! It's fine for me to talk about this, but it's up to your boss to decide whether to let you go or not. Calculate."

Xiaoyu smiled tenderly, bit Kun's ear hard, then held his face, kissed him passionately, and pushed him to fall on the sofa!

After a lot of thinking, Brother Kun put on his clothes, sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette. Xiaoyu lay naked next to him, panting together.

A slight knock on the door broke the silence in the house. Xiaoyu grabbed the dirty clothes on the ground, put them on in a hurry, twisted her waist and opened the door.

The person who entered the door was a young man with a chimney head, wearing an open black suit, revealing six solid abdominal muscles.

The young man bowed to Brother Kun and said respectfully:
"Brother Kun, everything you told us has been arranged, and the brothers are waiting outside."

Brother Kun put out his cigarette butt, straightened his clothes, stood up, and said with a smile:
"Come on, follow me to meet our money-giving boy!"

Xiaoyu hugged Brother Kun's waist from behind and said softly:
"Brother Kun, remember what you promised me!"

Brother Kun patted his hand gently, smiled and nodded:

"rest assured!"

After walking out of the VIP room, Fei Zai glanced at Brother Kun and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Kun, this Xiaoyu..."

Brother Kun sneered and lowered his voice:
"You're a bitch who can do nothing but act for the occasion!"

When the two of them walked out of "A Hundred Steps Crossing the Poplars", it was already sunset and the clouds were all dyed.

The setting sun revealed half a figure from the buildings in the distance, and its blood-red afterglow shone on the streets and alleys of the Black Triangle, dragging out long and dark shadows.

The boys brought by Fei Zai stood in a row, bowed together, and shouted "Brother Kun" respectfully!
Changyinghui's "chariot" was already parked on the side of the road. It was an extended version of a black luxury business car.

Brother Kun nodded and got into the car surrounded by a group of younger brothers.

Listening to Fei Zai reporting on the responses of the major gangs, and listening to the younger brothers discussing the spectacle of the dark clouds gathering earlier, Brother Kun leaned on the back seat of the extended commercial vehicle and took a sip of red wine with confidence.

As early as the first time Brother Chun called him, he was keenly aware that this was a rare opportunity. It only took him ten seconds from improvising to coming up with a complete plan.

During the previous phone call, if Brother Kun admitted that Jian Fusheng was his new younger brother, Brother Chun would probably not kill Jian Fusheng. At most, he would lose a waist and be severely humiliated, and then he would ask Brother Kun to come over with money to redeem him. people.

But Brother Kun had distanced himself from his relationship with Jian Fusheng. According to Brother Chun's usual temperament, he would probably pick off both of Jian Fusheng's waists and sell them together for money.

After Jian Fusheng's death, as long as Brother Kun insisted that he was a member of the Changying Society, he would be convinced that it was Brother Chun who was the first to tear up the armistice agreement, and he would be justified in terms of "morality".

In addition, Brother Kun has recently been fawning over Mr. Meng, his big backer. Even if he blatantly robbed the casino at Juhuatai, Brother Chun could only break his teeth and swallow it!
So even if Jian Fusheng is not dead, Brother Kun will let him die there. The small favor before was just a whim. Compared with the value of the casino, what does a little brother with a little eye-catching mean?
Thinking of this, Brother Kun couldn't help but feel proud. He picked up the phone from the small table with a smile and called Brother Chun.

"Beep-beep-beep-...I'm sorry, the number you dialed is not answered..."

No one answered the phone, and Brother Kun didn't pay much attention. The "main station" of Chrysanthemum Terrace was not far from "A Hundred Steps Crossing the Yang". A few minutes later, the extended commercial vehicle had parked at the entrance of the courtyard.

This courtyard is a courtyard with three entrances. It was originally a restaurant with a prosperous business. However, due to the collapse of the backstage, Brother Chun killed all the employees and bosses and occupied this place first.

Although Brother Chun only has an elementary school education, he likes to be arty. After grabbing the hotel, he spent a lot of money to transform it into an antique-style courtyard. He also gave it a stupid elegant name of "Juhuajin".

The door of the courtyard was locked. Brother Kun asked his younger brother to ring the doorbell, but no one responded.

He took out his cell phone and called Brother Chun again, but still no one answered.With his brows furrowed, Brother Kun hesitated whether to break down the door.

It stands to reason that even if Brother Chun is not here, there should be a young man from Juhuatai guarding the house. Even if it is not possible, the servant should be there.

But now no one opens the door, and no one answers the phone... Could it be that Brother Chun is doing shady things in this courtyard?
Just when Brother Kun was about to have someone break down the door, the sound of unlocking suddenly came from the door of the courtyard.

Then a bloody head emerged from the crack in the door, and a one-armed body with broken legs was dragged out!

This bloody guy had a yellow scarf tied on his sleeve, and he looked like the younger brother from the Chrysanthemum Terrace.

But he described it as terrifying and crazy. As soon as he saw the people from Chang Ying Hui, he trembled:
"Help me, help me! Ghost! Ghost! Ghost! There really is a ghost! You guys, hurry up and report it to the police and let the people from the patrol bureau come over. Quickly, quickly, let the people from the patrol bureau come over and let them catch the ghost." !”

Fei Zai took a step forward, kicked the boy on the chrysanthemum platform in the chest, and cursed:

"Report it to your fucking officer, you're fucking stupid, this is the Black Triangle, there are no patrols! Tell me, what happened inside?"

The boy from Chrysanthemum Terrace was kicked by Fei Zai, and a few pieces of meat instantly fell off his already bloody face. This frightened the people in Chang Ying Hui and made them scream and take a few steps back!
The boy on the Chrysanthemum Terrace seemed unaware and just trembled and murmured:
"Dead! Dead! All dead! Dead! Dead! All dead! He, he, he, he, he, he is really not a human being!"

As soon as he finished speaking, pieces of flesh and blood fell from his body, and in the end only a clothed skeleton remained!
The people from Chang Ying Hui were used to seeing bloody scenes, and when they saw this scene, their legs became weak and their faces turned pale.

Fei Zai looked back at Brother Kun, whose teeth were trembling, and asked in a trembling voice:
"Brother Kun, there seems to be something wrong with this place... this place, how about we..."

Brother Kun was silent for a while, then took out a pack of "Da Ming National Cigarettes" from his trouser pocket with shaking hands, waited for Fei Zai to light it for him, and took two deep puffs.

His expression struggled and changed for a while, and Brother Kun finally gritted his teeth and roared:
"Take out the guy, let's go in and take a look!"

Some of the boys were holding pistols, and some were carrying mini chargers, protecting Brother Kun and pushing open the courtyard door.

Looking for the blood stains dragged on the ground by the boy from the Chrysanthemum Terrace, a group of people walked around the screen wall, passed through the reverse seat and the outer courtyard, and finally arrived at the inner courtyard.

On the stone steps in front of the inner courtyard, the main hall door of the Chrysanthemum Terrace was closed, but a stream of blood flowed out from the crack in the door.

Brother Kun gave Fei Zai a look, and Fei Zai immediately ordered a younger brother to open the door.

Squeak!

The hall door was pushed open, the younger brother took a look inside, immediately turned around and squatted down, retching!

"What's going on inside?"

"It's so... so disgusting... There's someone still alive... Yuck! Yuck! Yuck!"

Seeing that there was no other abnormality except retching, the group of people suddenly became more courageous.

Fei Zai took the lead and protected Brother Kun up the stone steps.

Looking inside, Brother Kun suddenly covered his mouth, and his wide eyes became bloodshot in an instant.

I saw that in the hall, the floor was covered with white bones, heart, lungs and intestines!
A whole layer of blood accumulated in the hall, which was several millimeters high!
In addition to bones and organs, there are countless scattered eyeballs, human skin, muscles, fat...

This horrific and bloody scene is simply hell on earth!

In the center of the hall, a young man with a dull expression was sitting paralyzed. He was carrying a travel bag stained with blood, wearing burnt clothes full of holes, and a large piece of vomit on his chest!
That young man was Jian Fusheng. His face was purple and his eyes were empty, as if he was completely unaware of the arrival of Brother Kun and his party.

He just stared at the ceiling blankly and recited five words over and over again:
"I didn't kill people!"

"I didn't kill people!"

"I didn't kill people!"

"I didn't kill people!"

"I didn't kill people!"

(End of this chapter)