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Chapter 209 I'm Scared To Vomit
Liuhe Village!
"Why hasn't Eldest Sister come here yet?"
"Big sister?"
"I don't think she sees us old people at all.
"I think back then when we followed Brother Yamamura, how high-spirited we would be at that time."
"Look now..."
"Being messed up by these little bastards is not as good as every day."
The elders of the Mud Society were quite dissatisfied with their new eldest sister.
Not even a day or two!
Take this worship as an example, if it weren't for the old people in the mud society, the worship in Liuhe Village, which had lasted for decades, would have collapsed.
"Uncle Jim, it seems inappropriate to say that."
"If it wasn't for me, who would clean up the mess at the conference?"
Just at this time.
The elder sister of the Ni Mihui led the people to arrive.
It is not uncommon for gang elders to speak ill of her.
"snort"
The old man in the mud society snorted coldly.
They didn't save any face for their eldest sister.
03 After the current mud miserable society has been messed up twice by the gangster Dijia, it will no longer have the glory of the past.
The current situation is divided into two factions.
One is the radical faction headed by the elder sister.
This faction is mainly composed of young people from the Clay Society.
They are not afraid of heaven and earth, they have never been beaten by society, and their principles of doing things are very simple.
Just do it!
The other row is the conservatives organized by the elders of the Mud Miserable Society.
They have experienced countless ups and downs in their lives, and they are very rigorous in doing things.
Take this time dealing with black organizations as an example.
Their opinion is to develop insignificantly and wait until the day when they are full-fledged before fighting.
"Uncle Jim, let's get started.
The elder sister showed a casual smile on her head.
A cold killing intent shone in the depths of this smile.
Wait!
She vowed that after this worship, all these old bastards would disappear.
The reason why the radicals are radical is because they have been so radical that they have forgotten the founder of the Mud Society.
Just at this time.
There is a loud bang in the sky.....
The Dijia Legion poured in from all directions.
Kill anyone you see!
"not good."
As members of the Mud Misery Society, they are all sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes who come and go in the wind and rain.
How could it be unclear what this situation meant.
In an instant...
Everyone pulled out their pistols.
Just at this moment, a blood-stained young man stumbled in from outside.
"There are a lot of people outside, calling... calling in."
The words just fell.
The young man collapsed to the ground due to his injuries.
The moment the young man fell to the ground, Li Wenqian rushed in with the warriors of the Dijia Legion.
high speed!
In just two minutes, they had already cleared the entire Liuhe Village, and all that was left were the veteran gangsters from the Ni Mi Society.
"It's you guys?!"
All members of the Mud Misery Society were blocked in the ancestral hall.
When they saw that it was a black organization, their hearts were already half-cooled.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Where's Gin?"
"Where did Gin go?"
In the cognition of the Mud Society, Gin is still alive until now.
As everyone knows...
The grass on Gin's grave is more than one meter high.
"You...you are not from the black organization."
All M4 Carbines.
With such weapons, even the black organizations that are many times stronger than them cannot achieve it.
This made the people present think of a possibility...
"Not one left!"
Li Wenqian chose to let the possibility they thought of stay in his stomach, and he didn't even give the eldest sister of the mud society any chance to speak.
in an instant.
There was another burst of intensive gunfire in Liuhe Village.
So far!
The backbone of the mud tragedy society was all wiped out.
Whether this gang will disappear in the long river of history, Li Wenqian does not know.
But he dared to say that in the future, Tokyo would never hear the name Ni Canhui again.
j.
Li Wenqian received the news that the bandit Tijia Legion had successfully wiped out Liuhe Village.
A total of 300 Tiga warriors survived this battle with a total of 280.
very good!
For Li Wenqian, this is a big victory.
"What should we do now?"
After clearing the field, Bell De also walked over from the car.
"Hunting and killing the mud gang."
To cut the weeds is to get rid of the roots.
In the past, he didn't move to the Mutual Society, firstly because he had more important things to do, and secondly because the Mutual Society still had a role for him.
Now that it has moved, it will be destroyed completely.
Li Wenqian mainly wanted to find something to do for the 280 Tiga warriors.
He can't keep these people in vain.
The purpose of the Tiga Legion is: fight, fight, fight again.
Only by transforming in constant battles can one become a real Tiga warrior.
the next day.
Gunma Prefecture is fried.
The moment the Gunma County police arrived here, the smell of blood drove all the police out.
Even an old criminal policeman with more than ten years of experience couldn't help but turn pale when he saw this level of bloodshed.
Some inexperienced criminal policemen had already run out of the village and vomited in the dark.
260 "Senior, this...here.
The rookie police officer Yamamura Misao was already frightened.
terrible!
He was so frightened that he wanted to take off the uniform now.
"Slaughter the village!"
The chief of Gunma Metropolitan Police Department said solemnly.
He has been a criminal police officer for decades, and this is the first time he has encountered such a situation.
"Slaughter the village?!"
Yamamura Misao was so frightened that his mouth crooked and his eyes squinted. He grabbed his boss's arm and said tremblingly, "? Could it be that the gangster Tiga did it?"
Yamamura Misao's words really reminded the criminal police present.
It's really possible to ride a horse!
You must know that when the gangster Tiga attacked the Metropolitan Police Department in Osaka, he summoned a large number of pussies.
Now that such a long time has passed, if the bandit Dijia really makes a comeback, he must have many followers.
And in terms of the destructive power of the scene, the degree of bloodiness
Apart from the bandit Dijia, how many people in the entire island country can achieve such fierce destructive power?
"Yamamura, you are doing well."
The boss patted Yamamura Misao on the shoulder, and this assumption gave them a sudden clue to solve the case.
"Really...really?"
Yamamura Misao burst into tears of excitement.
This is the first time he has been honored since entering the Metropolitan Police Department. .