Chapter 286 Plastic Brotherhood (1/3)
When Gu Tingyu and the others arrived at the entertainment club where the Qingying Gang was located again, the cars parked in front of them had already left and became empty.
Gu Tingyu's face was solemn, and beside him was a special brother with a unique shape, carrying a scimitar that had entered the kitchen to chop vegetables and bones. His face was full of anxiety, more anger.
"Master, let's go."
Gu Tingyu nodded, walked over, and kicked the two doors open.
There are lights in the room, the neon flashing lights have been turned off, the noisy and vibrating music has stopped, all kinds of people who were shaking their heads and rubbing their heads on the dance floor for heating have dispersed, and the hall has become empty** **, the lights are bright.
The men of the Qingying Gang were there, Du Ying was there, and the people they had met before were all there.
Du Ying shook a bottle of foreign wine in his hand, his cheeks were reddish, his steps were vacant, and he looked a little drowsy.
Seeing Gu Tingyu and Murong not afraid to appear at the door, Du Ying laughed a few times and slapped everyone's attention.
"Everyone, everybody, see who this is. This is the big man who almost wiped out our Blue Eagle Gang alone." Du Ying laughed drunkly, and there was no respect in his eyes when he looked at Gu Tingyu. On the contrary, I thought it was ridiculous, "Boss, didn't you just leave? Why are you here again?"
Gu Tingyu stepped in, and all his spiritual sense was released. He soon felt how many people were in this building, and there were several pairs of eyes staring at him in secret.
Most importantly, he felt the existence of the four great masters, all of whom practiced a unique breathing method taught by Gu Tingyu. Fortunately, these people still had signs of life and were still alive.
"What about people?" Gu Tingyu didn't like nonsense, and strode the meteor to Du Ying.
When Du Ying heard Gu Tingyu's words, he grinned with an unruly smile on his face, raised his hand and patted Gu Tingyu's shoulder lightly and said: "Wait, I didn't hear clearly, brother, what did you just say? Who else did you talk to?"
When the surrounding gang heard Du Ying's words, they all roared: Ying Ge, Ying Ge, Ying Ge.
Gu Tingyu's face is ugly, and Murong is not afraid that his face is even more ugly. This person who had been the first to look at them a few days ago is now so small, isn't this the master who played him in public
Is it possible to let his master call Brother Ying
"Asshole."
Murong was not afraid to flick the scimitar in his hand, and he was about to rush over and chop the bastard.
The people around took up knives, axes and sticks and stopped Murong directly. Even if you were able to fight last time, they have already cleaned up this time. All the big sofas and coffee tables have been moved away. Zoom in on the move.
This time, you also have a knife in your hand. They have dozens of knives here. As long as you stabbed you, you will definitely be stabbed to death!
"stop."
Gu Tingyu opened his mouth to stop Murong Buxian, then stared at Du Ying and said, "Hand over the people to me."
Du Ying laughed a few times, carried the wine bottle around Gu Tingyu a few times, and then raised the wine bottle aloft: "Does Gu Ye give me the face, did this bottle?"
After speaking, he released his hand, and the wine bottle fell straight between him and Gu Tingyu.
But without falling to the ground, Gu Tingyu held the bottle, then picked it up and looked at the bottle without speaking.
"Master Gu picks wine? This bottle is not as good as the one opened before, but if you entertain Master Gu, you are qualified. Drink it and blow it." Du Ying gave a grin on his face. Isn't this exactly what he expected
Shaking the bottle in his hand, Gu Tingyu raised the bottle and poured all the cat urine in the bottle down Du Ying's head.
That's called a heart-to-heart coolness, that's called a Shushuang, and that's called a dumbfounding.
Du Ying didn't expect that Gu Tingyu would be so shameless, a bit mad.
"Heh." Du Ying sneered, raised his hand and wiped his face, wiped off the yellow soup on his face, and the original drunkenness disappeared, and there was more anger in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, my hand slipped, I think Ying Ge shouldn't mind it." Gu Tingyu sneered.
Du Ying laughed a few times: "Master Gu said and laughed. It seems that Master Gu is not used to drinking from a bottle. It's better to lick the spilled wine on the floor. I don't mind. After all, let's not waste it."
While speaking, Du Ying leaned into Gu Tingyu’s ear, sneered and then said: “Your four brothers are still upstairs. I admit they can fight very well, but now they are all drunk and muddy. Can my brother be able to dodge or even hold a gun like Master Gu?"
After speaking, Du Ying turned around and patted
Hand, attract everyone's attention: "Come on, brothers, let's give some encouragement to Master Gu, applaud Master Gu, and welcome Master Gu to wipe the floor clean for us, okay?"
Before he finished speaking, with a snap, Gu Tingyu's palm holding the wine bottle slightly hardened, and he heard the wine bottle crack and crack. When Du Ying turned around, he would never think of it in his life. Yu Sheng saw the last glance. It was a broken bottle full of gaps.
With a pop, the broken wine bottle came straight towards him in Du Ying's eyes, and plunged into his throat and neck arteries in the next second, and the blood began to bubble and overflow.
Du Ying held the wound on his neck with both hands, his eyes were full of incredible color, countless blood blisters appeared in his mouth, and his body kept moving backwards, trying to speak but couldn't say anything.
His pupils dilated, his expression gradually lost from anger, until his pupils collapsed, and he finally seemed to approve of his fate. He fell to the ground with a bang, his body twitched slightly, his head tilted, and he was completely dead.
Gu Tingyu glanced indifferently at everyone in the scene, raising his hand and igniting a spirit fire at the same time. This hand really frightened these people. They are still humans. I have never heard of anyone who can burn flames in their hands.
This is a monster, a monster that kills without blinking.
The boss they had always followed is now dead, and he died before he even finished speaking
"I don't mind killing a few more. Those who are not convinced can always be ready to accompany your boss Du Ying along Huangquan Road and cross the Naihe Bridge together."
Gu Tingyu's gaze swept over, and everyone holding a sharp weapon lowered their heads, or hid their weapons behind them, or threw them directly on the ground, or raised their heads and whistled, and it seemed that it was nothing to do with them.
Well, the plastic brotherhood of the Green Eagle Gang is really beyond imagination.
Gu Tingyu thought that some of these people would come to fight him desperately. He didn't expect that there were nearly a hundred people in the field, and there weren't even a single speaker, and all of them were silent.
This brotherhood is plastic enough.
"It doesn't matter if this thing is killed, it's really difficult to make a big weapon, and it's only annoying to keep it."
At the elevator entrance, there was an unfamiliar and playful voice.
(End of this chapter)