In the hospital, only 300 meters away from the entrance of the Fuji Hall, the fat dog lives in the second floor ward of the inpatient department. There are about twenty people who protect him outside the ward, nearly half of whom are carrying guns.

Of course, carrying a gun does not mean that the enemy will shoot when they come. After all, Bai Dao has their bottom line.

If you hurt ordinary people and cause panic, you will be killed the next day. This is not a joke. In 1996, "Shandong Gang" was severely hit by Bai Dao because of this.

That time they blocked an enemy at the train station. In front of many people, they fired three shots at the man's head with five consecutive shots, and their heads were broken.

As a result, the "Shandong Gang" station was surrounded by a group of armed police. Except for the leader, the others were arrested. A week later, their leader, He Dadong, was also arrested in Guangzhou.

The final outcome was that thirteen people were shot. In addition, eighteen were sentenced to life imprisonment, and the rest were about fifteen years in prison.

This matter is an attitude that Bai Dao showed to the underworld.

It’s okay for you to make trouble. Dogs bite their dogs, but if they make trouble on the table or even alarm people above, it’s best to think clearly about the consequences yourself.

Because of this, most of the underworld in Haicheng learned to keep a low profile after that incident.

Being a high-profile person and doing things in a low-key manner is the motto of many old bastards. The former can make people know you and be afraid of you, while the latter is to protect themselves and not be beaten by Bai Dao's as a pioneer.

"That person is Xiaodongbei, and I recognized it at that time." The fat dog said to Jiulongdong beside him. Although he was shot and it was really painful at that time, it seemed that he had recovered almost all night, his injuries were still serious, but his complexion was very rosy, no different from usual.

"This matter is so shattering, why didn't you kill him?" Jiulongdong leaned on the chair, looking at the fat dog coldly, his eyes full of thought: "Bai Baoguo must have to fight us head-on after he knows this. I still want to kill him and buried him, and then pretend not to know how good it should be..."

"My question, I didn't expect that the boy shot so quickly." The fat dog sighed, not shirking away his responsibility: "Brother, this matter has been done like this, what should we do next?"

"Let's just watch the change. At worst, let's explain it clearly to Bai Baoguo. Anyway, he is the one who is in front of me." Jiulongdong yawned very tiredly and shook his head: "If it really doesn't work, just beat me. Damn, we have never been afraid of others in "Fuji". You have been on vacation these two days. It's okay to see that you have a thick skin and flesh. You're discharged from the hospital early to help me do things."

"I understand, boss." The fat dog nodded.

Before leaving, Jiulongdong seemed to suddenly remember something, turned his body indifferently, and told the fat dog: "There is a younger brother in that little Northeast, who seems to be a big fool. Be careful anyway, that person is looking for you."

"It's just a young man, it's okay." The fat dog smiled relaxedly.

Seeing that the fat dog looked confident, Kowloon Dong didn't say anything more and waved his hand and left.

After about half an hour, the door of the ward was knocked again, and there was also a burst of angry curses outside.

The fat dog frowned, wondering who was causing trouble outside? Are they here to find him to finish the fight?

People who dare to find him to finish the fight on the fat dog's three-point land are generally not that simple, so the fat dog is thinking whether he should hide temporarily or go out to take a look. Face is not as valuable as life, face is weak, life is real.

Just as he was hesitating, the door was pushed open.

"Brother Fat Dog, the mute brings people here."

"How many of them?"

"The mute in "Tongwaki" has another unknown person."

"Have you brought the guy?"

"No, they said they were here to talk to you. We asked us to search for it, but we didn't take anybody with us." The bastard asked tentatively: "We have a bad relationship with Dongwagui. Should we give them..."

"Don't be so despicable. People come empty-handed. How can I not let someone come in and talk to me?" The fat dog smiled so hard that his chin trembled, and waved his hand: "Let them come in."

It was probably a quarrel outside for another minute or two, and the mute who had been completely searched and led the person in.

"Dumb, do you have something to do with me?" The fat dog was lying on the bed. After seeing the person coming, he didn't want to move at all. He said in a uneven tone: "We have a bad relationship now. Are you a delivery to your door?"

"Are you a fat dog?" another burly man asked him.

"Ah, I'm." Fat Dog nodded: "Who are you?"

"Big stupid."

"Are you asking me for revenge?"

The silly brother looked at the belly of the fat dog with a gauze without expression, and shook his head: "My brother said that you can't take advantage of others' danger. If you are injured, I won't beat you. When you are injured, you will kill you."

After saying that, the fool wanted to leave with a mute looking surprised, but was stopped by the fat dog.

"You can tell me that again?" The fat dog had jumped off the bed and stood at him just three meters away from the foolish brother, his eyes full of murderous aura: "Come on, try saying it again."

At this time, people outside had already rushed in, and several five-shot guns were pointed at the fool and the mute.

"Brother Fat Dog is okay?!!"

"Damn it, I know the visitors are not kind!!! Became them!!!"

"Don't do it." The fat dog called out to the group of eager gangsters, with insulted anger on his face: "Damn it! I will teach you what it means to be tall and thick today!"

The words of the fool are indeed from the heart and do not mean anything contempt. It is indeed what the second brother has instructed him to do if he does not take advantage of others' danger.

But who told him not to speak? The good scene was ignited by his words.

So, language is an art, and people who can’t speak usually don’t end up well.

"You can't beat me." The foolish brother spoke very directly and said coldly: "I'll fight you again."

After hearing what Sha Ge said clearly, everyone around him laughed, and some people even kept knocking Sha Ge's shoulders and arms with guns, and said some ugly words sarcastically.

"Damn you a fool, are you?"

"Dare you dare to talk to Fat Dog Brother? Are you impatient to live?"

"Brother Fat Dog, don't be angry, this is a fool, we will help you do it." The gangster who spoke held the fifth round and pressed the back of the stupid brother's head, with a sarcastic look on his face: "Hurry up and kneel down to apologize to Brother Fat Dog, otherwise I will break you up, I will count three times. If you don't kneel down, I will shoot you,..."

The fool turned his head slowly and stared at the bastard, without any intention of taking action.

"Second..." The bastard's hand was already on the trigger. Seeing that the fat dog did not stop him, no outsiders saw him. He didn't have to worry about being punished by the treasures at all. He was even more eager to shoot.

This is to help him fight in front of the boss! As long as the grandson doesn't kneel down and apologize, I will shoot me. No one will say anything at that time. Seeing that Fat Dog Brother can definitely protect himself like this.

I am likely to become famous. It’s okay to shoot in the hospital. Who dares to show off in front of me in the future?

Except for those big guys, ordinary gangsters must not dare to follow him...

"Three..." The man couldn't wait to count it out, then pulled the trigger.

The gunshots.

The bullet hit the bodies of several gangsters next to him. The wounds of five consecutive iron sand shot into the human body seemed extremely afraid of people. The gangsters who were shot had many dense holes in their bodies, and they fell to the ground with constant blood flow.

The barrel was still emitting blue smoke. Seeing that there was no danger, the foolish brother let go of his hand and no longer holds the extremely high-temperature barrel.

"Good skills." The fat dog praised from the bottom of his heart.

Being able to hold the barrel while the other party fires, and then successfully turn the gun and let the bullet hit others is indeed not something that ordinary people can do to make trouble.

The fat dog believes that he can do this. After all, the distance between the enemy and us is very close, and it is not difficult for them, who have experienced life and death, to make such a reaction.

But how many people can do such a thing in the entire Xinhe District? Are they the only old bastards who have become famous for a long time?

The fat dog was really surprised to see such a young man as Shaman, who could have such a reaction.

"Stop it!!!" Seeing that his subordinates were about to start attacking them, the fat dog hurriedly called them: "Damn it!!! Tell you not to do it!!! Fuck!!!"

After being yelled, the group of gangsters calmed down a little, but were still staring at the foolish brother and the others.

The fool didn't get the fat dog's affection and said coldly: "I'll come to see you next time and I'll deal with you slowly."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to squeeze out the crowd with the mute, but the fat dog rushed up and grabbed the fool's arm.

"Damn it!! Do you look down on me?!!" The fat dog roared angrily. When the fool turned his face to look at him, the fat dog raised his fist and slapped it hard on the fool's face.

With just one punch, the bones of the silly brother's nose were broken, and blood was rushing out like he couldn't stop it.

"You are very strong." The fool felt a little dizzy, but he laughed: "Damn it! No wonder my brother fell into your hands."

After saying that, the foolish brother stood in front of him without caring about the fat dog, not afraid that he would attack him at all, so he turned his head and said to the mute.

"Mutual, go out and wait for me for a while and you will come out soon." As he said that, the foolish brother also gave him a special instructions: "It seems that there are only two cigarettes in your cigarette box. Remember to keep one for me, I'm too lazy to buy it."

If the mute could speak, he would probably have cursed now.

"You all go out, I'll play with him." The fat dog smiled and took a few steps back.

"What if I beat you to death?" The fool suddenly realized the problem and looked at the bastards around him: "They have to kill me, right?"

"You'll be fine if you can go out alive. If you haven't gotten me, damn it! I'll throw you into the sea!!!"

The fat dog waved his hand and cursed impatiently: "You all are out, don't call anyone, don't move the mute. If he walks out of this door in a while, you can't make things difficult for him, but if he can't go out, you can keep the mute for me and kill him."

"Okay!!"

All the gangsters are confident, and they are asking for death while scolding you, and leaving the ward with the mute.

When the room became quiet, the fool wiped the blood from his nose with his hands and stared at the fat dog.
Chapter completed!