Li Zhongfu lay down on the ground begging for mercy. A white-skinned man next to him whispered a few words to a man surnamed Bai. The man surnamed Bai sneered and said something. It seemed that Li Zhongfu had been let go for a while. He stood up and walked back in relief.
Old Chen said: "This group is a little weird, especially the one who takes the lead."
The man surnamed Bai looked at the crowd, "I don't know everyone, who counts?"
Although the words are asking everyone, their eyes are only circling between Gu Nanshan and Liu Chengye. Liu Chengye smiled kindly with a fat face, "Boss Gu, I'm following you, so I don't want to be a guest. You're still the talker. Right."
Gu Nanshan sneered. This is Liu Chengye's style. He especially doesn't like direct conflict with people. He never stands on the front line of conflict, but he doesn't hesitate to make the black hand a knife.
Such a person, on the Vietnamese territory, is a sharp knife with a hook and no scabbard. At the same time externally, he must always guard against hurting himself.
Gu Nanshan said with his hands behind his back, "Who are you?"
The man surnamed Bai looked at Gu Nanshan, "My name is Bai Amai."
"Nickname?"
Bai Amai was stunned for a moment, but Gu Nanshan didn't expect Gu Nanshan to ask, and then a smile appeared on the yin bird's face, "It's indeed a nickname. When I was in Guangxi, they called me Amai."
Old Chen's expression changed, and he whispered in Gu Nanshan's ear, "It turned out to be Amai. I have heard of it. It's not simple. I don't know his real name. I only know that he is called Amai. In the southwest minority areas, I was a Han, but he was able to gain the trust of those few people, and produced a lot of good things that others could not get. The tombs of those great chieftains were also stolen. Later, black and white could not accommodate this. People disappeared, and I didn't expect that they came to Vietnam."
"Looking at the battle, this Bai Amai has also become the leader of this group of Vietnamese guys. It's really not easy."
Liu Chengye said over there, "It seems that there are really good things in this old forest. Bai Abuy is here."
"Fuck Boss Liu's ears are so good? Do you know Bai Amai?"
"I didn't know it originally, but after Wu Dal came to do something for me, he knew something about the sand washing."
Gu Nanshan said loudly to Bai Amai: "Boss Bai also came to Vietnam to wash the sand, but what does this battle mean?"
Bai Amai said: "This boss also knows my name? Can't you see the battle at the moment, Killing Pig Bureau."
"It's a pity that the pig is too big."
Bai Amai smiled bitterly, "Who knew that Li Zhongfu had brought so many people to him."
The two-handed men and horses are facing each other. Although the number of people on Gu Nanshan’s side is smaller, they are all social brothers who specialize in mixing. Although the number of Bai Amai’s people is a little more, they have one or two shotguns in their hands, but most of them are farmers in Vietnam. People, so the situation fell into a stalemate.
Bai Amai said: "Well, let me give you two paths. The first one is that I will pay you one-third of the money that was previously charged to the account. Please don't live it here and don't interfere with each other."
He paused, "Well, this is the second one. I can also see that the few people behind the fat boss are all craftsmen from the north. One of them is relatively familiar. He should also be a wanted person. I can't eat the things in the mountains and mountains alone. It's better to join forces and join forces." (End of this chapter)