Chapter 388

It's not Qin Lang's cruelty, it's the world.

Oka will sell the organization for money, and he will sell himself for money, too.

In the process of handling the incident, Qin Lang must be safe, because a small mistake may cause heavy casualties.

Qin Lang didn't dare to gamble and didn't want to.

Qin Lang learned from Oka that the leader of the Red Valley organization's stronghold in the slum is called boss fan, who is a very strong leader in the slum.

However, it's said that the relationship between boss fan and a boss named Howard in the slum is very stiff recently because of the white powder business. After many negotiations, the two sides have no result.

There's a good chance of a firefight.

Qin Lang thinks that this is an opportunity to let Honggu suffer damage. This is what Qin Lang really wants to do.

In addition, Qin Lang also heard that at noon tomorrow, boss fan and Howard will meet again in a vacant lot in the slum.

This meeting is likely to be the last peace negotiation. If the negotiation fails, the two sides will fight directly.

"Boss, why don't we sneak into the influence of boss fan and find out the specific location of the Red Valley organization." Leng Feng suggested.

Qin Lang thought about it and thought it was feasible.

The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning, they came to the slum to set foot.

Soon, Qin Lang saw four young people collecting protection fees along the way.

In slums, collecting protection fee is a very common behavior, because slums can best reflect human nature, sometimes in order to fight for a can of other people's alms, they can fight for blood.

The people who will pay for protection have the power to be the backers. Relatively speaking, they can live better in the slums.

"Well, where are you from?"

"What about you?"

Qin Lang pointed to himself, and then the four young people came to Qin lang. the young man in the head shook a dagger in his hand, looked up and down, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Yan people? Yan people also have to pay protection fees. "

"Brother, we are new here. Do you think we can accommodate ourselves?" Qin Lang smiles and hands a cigarette to the other party.

However, the other party knocked down the cigarette directly: "don't do this with me. If you don't pay the protection fee today, I'll kill you."

"You..." Leng Feng is a hot tempered man. He will start immediately.

Qin Lang pressed his shoulder and said with a smile, "OK, I'll give it to you."

Qin Lang said, taking out a few notes from his pocket and passing them to him.

The young man glared at Leng Feng, took the money and said that it was almost the same.

Just as Qin Lang was about to turn around and leave, the young man suddenly stopped him: "come back, you haven't paid enough."

Not enough?

"There are so many other people. Why are we not enough?"

"Others?" The young man laughed: "can you compare with the local residents? A group of poor pigs in Yanguo. "

Hearing this, Qin Lang's face suddenly cooled down: "aren't you bullying US Yanguo people?"

"I'll bully you. What's the matter?" The youth is very arrogant: "Yan people are stupid pigs. If you don't give me money today, I will kill you."

Pop!

Qin Lang can't bear it any longer. He is missing his motherland in a foreign country. How can he tolerate abuse from others?

"How dare you hit me?" The young man's eyes are round.

Qin Lang said coldly: "hit you? If you don't apologize, I'll kill you. "

Qin Lang did what he said. In foreign countries, Qin Lang did not have any constraints. He dared to kill those who provoked him.

"Why should I apologize?" Pointing at Qin Lang, the young man yelled: "just you Yanguo pigs, don't look at your own identity. Please apologize to me!"

"Sorry, I said to you A cold hum rang out.

Whoo!

The cold front sprang out in an instant, moving like clouds and flowing water, and drew out a dagger to cut the young man's neck.

"Er..." the youth didn't respond at all.

By the time he reacts, the blood is already gushing out.

"Do you dare, brothers, kill them!" The three young men under him drew out daggers one after another.

The people living in the slums are all fierce masters, but they don't see enough in front of Qin Lang.

Bang bang.

Within two breaths, there were four more bodies on the ground.Qin Lang clapped his hands: "if you insult our country, you must kill it!"

"Change your clothes." Qin Lang gave an order, and the three men changed their clothes immediately.

At noon, they came to a vacant lot in the slum.

You can overlook most of the slums from here, which is very spectacular.

No less than a hundred people had gathered in the open space, and Qin Lang and his three people went in quietly.

"Well, where are you from?" This is a man with AK and two people who stopped Qin lang. Qin Lang said with a smile, "we collect protection fees in the East. This is the protection fee we received today."

Qin Lang then handed the man a pile of crumpled banknotes.

A smile suddenly appeared on the man's face: "you are very sensible, work hard."

With that, the man left with his valet.

In the slum, shooting and death are common, so the characters change very quickly. Sometimes, it's not uncommon for people to be killed on the street the next day after they recruit a few younger brothers.

"Boss, that man is boss fan."

Looking in the direction of Leng Feng's fingers, Qin Lang saw a black Mercedes Benz and two vans in the open space.

A burly, cold faced bald man stood motionless, full of air.

Boom——

At this time, a Mercedes Benz came, followed by four black cars and several vans.

A handsome man in a suit came down from the car. The man held the suit in his hands and came forward with high spirits: "ha ha, boss fan, you are always punctual."

He was Howard, followed by a dozen fierce youths with AK rifles.

As soon as Howard showed up, the noisy crowd quieted down and everyone leaned forward.

"Hum, Howard, you've crossed the line recently. You dare to sell white powder in my territory. Tell me how you want to explain to me today." Old fan put his hands on his chest and sneered.

Howard stood in the wind and said with a loud smile: "boss fan, this is your fault. Saint Malone is not your family. I can sell it wherever I want. Do you have any opinions?"

Qin Lang three people crowded in the front.

"Boss, I see a lot of people hiding behind the hillside." Leng Feng whispered in Qin Lang's ear.

Qin Lang followed his eyes. Sure enough, many shaking heads could be seen under the hillside 20 meters behind the open space.

"Howard is not a fool. It's our turn to perform when they start fighting." Qin Lang smiles coldly, and he already has a plan in his heart.

At this time, it seems that Howard and boss fan are not happy.

"Mr. Fan, don't go too far. I've made the biggest concession. Won't it be a win-win situation?" Howard's eyes are cold. He looks at a man next to him. He nods and exits.

The open space was quiet for a moment, and the air was full of gunpowder.