The next afternoon, before two o'clock, many people had begun to enter and exit the door of the shooter's bar, but they were all fierce-looking men, and there was not a single beautiful young lady.

The bar usually doesn't open until five or six o'clock in the afternoon, and the people are gathered here now, apparently because of the message sent by Holm last night.

The four small bosses' subordinates sat in different positions in the bar, and everyone looked at each other unfavorably, and now that the boss was dead, as long as they were the boss, they would naturally be able to go further, so in some ways they were more anxious than their boss.

An inch-headed man drank the wine in his cup, and then looked at Scar, who had been staring at him next to him, and said unpleasantly: "What are you doing watching Lao Tzu all the time?!" I've been on your horse?!

Scarface did not get angry, but still stared at the inch-headed man and said coldly: "My boss seems to have an accident, your boss has always looked at my boss unhappy, is it his hand." When

the inch-headed man heard this, he immediately laughed angrily, he put the cup on the bar, and mocked loudly: "My boss said that your brain is not good, I can be regarded as seeing it today."

"If something happens to your boss, do you think it's appropriate to say it on an occasion like this?"

"If I were your boss, even if something really happened, I would be angry with you, you really don't need any brains!"

The inch-headed man is really speechless to this fool, let's not say whether your boss is really in trouble, if there is no accident, you say this and put your boss there.

If something really happens, others don't know it, just ask you stupidly, my boss seems to have an accident, did you do it, isn't this okay?

He also suspected that something had happened to his boss, you see what he said, he was really a fool who did things without brains.

The inch-headed man had no intention of preaching to a fool, and after drinking, he lowered his head and lit a cigarette and smoked.

"Whew~" When he comfortably spat out a cigarette and raised his head, he saw that Scar, who was treated as a fool by him, had already stood in front of him with a cold face.

"So my boss is what you did, didn't you?" Scarface stared at the face of the inch-headed man and said.

The inch-headed man was speechless when he heard this, he really obeyed, this fool won't turn his brain, it's really oil and salt.

And just said that he suspected that something was wrong, and now it has become whether he did it or not, whether he is sick.

"I said buddy, you're okay, or I'll borrow you two hundred to go to the hospital, I know a brain doctor who is the best at treating fools." The inch-headed man also squinted his eyes and spat on Scarface.

"You look for death!" Scarface was also furious when he heard this, but before he could make a move, the inch-headed man had already thrown the cup he didn't know when to take back his hand to his head.

"Bang!" The glass was directly smashed, and Scarface also covered his head and fell to the ground.

The inch-headed man flicked the glass slag on his hand, did not look at Scarface, and continued to smoke calmly.

Scarface only got up again after a while, he wiped the blood on his head, and looked at the inch-headed man with a fierce and angry face.

The younger brothers behind them also stood up and looked at each other imposingly, wanting to find the field.

Just when the atmosphere was frozen and on the verge of triggering, two o'clock was sharp.

The door to the bar was pulled open on time, and Holm and Joey walked in through the doorway with an imposing eye.

The two of them were dressed very differently at this time, both wearing casual black suits, neatly groomed hairstyles, looking extremely imposing, and they didn't know where to be taller than the colorful little miscellaneous hairs in the bar.

Holm walked to the middle while meeting the gazes of many miscellaneous hairs in the bar, lit a cigarette, looked at Scarface, who was still bleeding on his head, and said softly: "Introduce yourself, my name is Home. Colin, the boss of the Dingo gang.

"I killed your boss, and I killed your boss."

"Including the black hand, the dog mongrel is the same."

"From half an hour later, I will take over the original black hands, including casinos, bars, and protection fees."

After speaking, Holm also looked at the watch on his wrist, spit out a cigarette and looked around and said: "There are still twenty-nine minutes, if anyone has any opinions, just mention it now, I am very short of time." "

Watching Holm standing in the middle and pretending to be with them, many people are a little unhappy in their hearts, but the somewhat bluffing style of the Holm two is indeed very decent, so no one can hold the idea for a while, you look at me and I look at you, and they are so silent.

Everyone else was silent, but Scarface, who was covered in blood, walked up to Holm with a fierce face, and said with a fierce face: "You count that green onion!" Saying two words is like being the boss!

"Since you said you killed my boss, then you will give him a burial!" Scarface said and took out the pistol pinned to his waist and pressed it against Home's head.

Seeing this, others also took out their guns, some pointed at Holm and Joey, some pointed at Scarface and others, and some muzzles were changed back and forth, simply for self-preservation, afraid that their hands would not be fast enough after the gunfight began.

As if he didn't feel the pistol on his head, Holm calmly threw the butt of the cigarette in his hand to the ground, and then extinguished it with the tip of his shoe, after all, fire prevention starts with me.

"Okay, I also understand your attitude, since this is the case, then there is not much to say, go all the way, remember to meet your boss and say hello for me." Home said softly, looking at the scar face in front of him with indifferent eyes.

Just as Scarface felt slighted and was about to pull the trigger to return Home, with a soft click, his head fell from his neck and fell to the floor.

Like him, there were several younger brothers who also pointed guns at Home, and their heads were separated from their bodies under a flash of black-red light that burst out from the floor.

Seeing this terrifying scene, the others suddenly felt a chill in their necks, and the whole person shuddered.

"Does anyone else have an opinion? I promise no pain and it will end soon, just like them. Holm looked at the people around him with a smile, enthusiastically like a promoter in a supermarket.

The inch-headed man sitting at the bar was the first to put down his pistol, obediently walked up to Home, and whispered: "Boss Home! Seeing

this, the others hurriedly followed suit, put down their pistols one after another, and walked to Holm in a scattered manner and bowed their heads to say hello.

At this time, no one dared to say anything more, after all, those corpses were lying at their feet at this time, their eyes were still wide, who dared to talk more, it was not fatal.

Seeing this, Holm also beckoned to Joey on the side and asked him to stand next to him.

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