Chapter 1,383: Twelve Guns, Three Knives!

Zhao Tiezhu pushed Langxie into the air, then he pushed his feet hard, stomped on the ground, and jumped up!

Langxie's body was caught by Zhao Tiezhu with one hand and left the ground.

After Zhao Tiezhu jumped to the highest height, he pressed down with his right hand that was holding Langxie's neck, and then pressed down with his whole body, grabbed Langxie's head, and smashed it on the granite floor.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, as if the whole building trembled.

Langxie's head was pressed into the granite floor!

However, Langxie's body was trained by martial arts after all, and this kind of force that was enough to crush a person's head only made Langxie's head bleed.

"Die." Zhao Tiezhu knelt on one knee, raised his left hand high, and when he said these two words, his left hand fell down suddenly.

Bang.

A punch hit Langxie's head.

Bang.

Another punch, the same place.

Langxie's body twitched and struggled as Zhao Tiezhu's fists fell one after another.

Bang, bang, bang.

Zhao Tiezhu's fists hit him one by one, very slowly, but very powerfully, and very firmly.

After hitting him countless times, Langxie's body stopped moving and collapsed on the ground, while Zhao Tiezhu's hands were full of blood.

Finally, Zhao Tiezhu stopped his heavy-hammer-like fists, stood up, shook off the sticky things on his hands, then looked at Wang Junxi, smiled, and said, "Next, it's your turn."

"Ah! Dad, save me!" Wang Junxi collapsed after seeing Langxie's miserable condition, and rushed towards Wang Baiwan while shouting.

Zhao Tiezhu stood in front of Wang Junxi and said, "Where do you want to go?"

"Ah!! Sorry! Sorry, I know I was wrong, sorry!" Seeing that his father had no way to save him, Wang Junxi knelt down in front of Zhao Tiezhu decisively, while Wang Baiwan anxiously said to Qinglong, "Mr. Qinglong, please help my son."

"I only promise to save your life, I don't care about other people's affairs." Qinglong shook his head and said.

"Mr. Qinglong, as long as you save my son's life, I promise you, no matter what you want, I will give it to you! Even all my property!" Wang Baiwan said anxiously, and it can be seen that he values ​​his son very much.

"Do you think money is useful to me?" Qinglong looked at Wang Baiwan with interest.

"Then whatever you want, just say it!" Wang Baiwan said.

"If you can get the Qian family to give me Xiao Tianhu's domino, I will help you." Qinglong said with a smile.

Wang Baiwan was silent directly.

Then he sighed and said, "That's not my decision!"

"That's it." Qinglong shrugged helplessly, "If you can't give me what I want, then our deal can't be completed."

Zhao Tiezhu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Qinglong didn't care about this matter. If Qinglong was really moved by Wang Baiwan to take care of his own affairs, it would be really tricky.

"My brother was shot four times by you and his throat was cut." Zhao Tiezhu looked at Wang Junxi calmly and said, "My request is not much, three times the compensation is enough."

"How much money do you want, I can give it to you!" Wang Junxi thought Zhao Tiezhu was going to ask for money, and hurriedly said, "As long as you want, I will give it to you. Is 1 billion enough? Or 2 billion?"

"No, no, no, not that three times." Zhao Tiezhu said as he took out a pistol from his arms and said, "I will give you twelve shots and three knives."

"No, no, please, spare my life, isn't it just a Tie Shou? He is just a little brother you conquered. I can give you as many people as you want!" Wang Junxi said a little incoherently.

"Sorry, my brother, no one can replace him." Zhao Tiezhu said, pointed the gun at Wang Junxi and pulled the trigger.

Bang.

The first shot directly penetrated the left hand.

Bang.

The second shot penetrated the right hand.

…

(Because of the power of the river crab, I won’t write where the specific hits were, otherwise it would be too bloody.)

After firing twelve shots, Wang Junxi fell into a pool of blood. His body was twitching.

“Shisan, come here.” Zhao Tiezhu called to Jiesha, and Shisan, who was following Jiesha, walked to Zhao Tiezhu respectfully.

“He is not dead yet, three knives, one for each artery of the left and right hands, and one for the neck, to avenge your brother Tieshou.” Zhao Tiezhu handed Pojun to Shisan.

Thirteen took Pojun with a slightly trembling hand, and it was piercingly cold. Thirteen had never killed anyone before, and today could be regarded as his first time to kill someone with his own hands, and the other party was a person with a completely different status from him. Thirteen was strangely not nervous at all, but full of excitement.

“Brother Tieshou, I will avenge you.” Thirteen’s face was a strange scarlet, and he stood next to Wang Junxi and squatted down.

(Same as the power of the river crab, I won't write the details.)

After the job was done, Wang Junxi on the ground was twitching nervously, like an animal that had been slaughtered but not yet fully dead. His body was twisting and his eyes were lifeless. After a few seconds, Wang Junxi's eyes rolled back and he died!

Thirteen stood up, handed Pojun to Zhao Tiezhu, and said, "Brother Tiezhu, thank you."

"Well, you and Jiesha should run quickly, otherwise we will be surrounded here and it will be too late to run, and you too." Zhao Tiezhu said, turning around and saying to his thirty men, "This is no longer something you can participate in, run."

"Tiezhu, I'll accompany you, the rest of you, hurry up!" Jiesha walked in front of Zhao Tiezhu and said.

"No need to talk nonsense, you should follow me, it will be too late if you delay any longer." Zhao Tiezhu looked at the time, and according to his estimation, the armed police would arrive here in about five minutes.

Jiesha wanted to say something, but Zhao Tiezhu glared at him, so Jiesha had to turn around and go downstairs with his men, and the thirty who followed Zhao Tiezhu also left the second floor under Jiesha's leadership.

On the entire second floor, only Zhao Tiezhu and Cao Ziyi were left, and on the opposite side were Qinglong and Wang Baiwan. As for the other bodyguards, they were directly ignored. That was the kind of skill that killed a lot of people without giving experience points, so there was no need to waste effort to write.

"Zhao Tiezhu, I want you to die without a burial place!!" Wang Baiwan was furious after watching his son being killed by twelve guns and three knives in front of him. "Come on, whoever can kill Zhao Tiezhu, I will give him 100 million!"

"Your son is dead, and you didn't even come up yourself. It seems that you still value your life." Zhao Tiezhu smiled and killed a bodyguard who rushed up with one punch, and then killed several other bodyguards who also came up as cannon fodder with a few punches, and Cao Ziyi also knocked down several bodyguards who attacked him with a casualty. For a while, the only ones standing on the scene were Zhao Tiezhu, Cao Ziyi, Wang Baiwan and Qinglong.

(Online articles cannot involve blood, so many things cannot be described in detail, but the end of Wang Junxi and Langxie is still miserable! Next is Wang Baiwan!)