Chapter 877

"Shit! You two, this is when we don't exist! I dare to play the flying man show in front of so many of us. Brothers, don't be idle for me. Shoot them down with a gun! "

The chubby middle-aged man in black can no longer stand the disgusting performances of Xu Zifeng and the God of gamblers. These two people are too arrogant. They even regard us black clothes club as the air. Which one can't bear. So the boss of the black dress Club finally woke up at this time and ordered his younger brothers to shoot in the air.

It was not until this time that Tang Ding understood why Xu Zifeng and the God of gambling came to this wonderful flying man performance. It turned out that it was not only the two brothers who were competing for strength, but also the purpose of confusing the enemy. Then I can't be idle.

So Miss Tang Ding moved at this time. I saw her two feet on the ground, her whole body was full of force, and she went out at full speed to the people of the black dress club.

"Don't come, Tang Ding!" When Xu Zifeng hears the news, he looks back. Tang Ding attacks again. He is afraid that she will be hit by the random guns of the black clothes club. He quickly turns back to remind her.

At the same time, with the help of a little bit of reaction force, he jumped up again and went straight to the boss of the black club, the chubby middle-aged man in black, who had just issued the order.

After hearing the orders from the boss of the black clothes club, the God of gamblers knew that the play of covering to attract the enemy's attention was enough. So he snorted coldly from his nostrils. His shoulders kept shaking. In the blink of an eye, many yellow stars suddenly appeared in the sky.

Once these little stars appear in the sky, they don't stay. Soon they will shoot at those black clothes who have just raised their guns but haven't aimed at them.

In the blink of an eye, I heard the screams. Those yellow little stars turned out to be a handful of gold. This is the treasure that the God of gambling took out to deal with so many enemies. It has never been used before.

Has hit the black will boss, the chubby middle-aged man in black in front of Xu Zifeng see this scene, the heart can not help but sigh, this ginger is still old spicy! I didn't expect that since I've been dating with the God of gambling for so many days, this guy still hasn't displayed his unique skills, and hasn't revealed the treasure he's seen.

Well, in the future, I have to give myself more backhand. Maybe one day we can use it. Made up his mind, Xu Zifeng didn't slow down. At this time, he had come to the boss of the black clothes club, and he held his neck as soon as he reached out.

The boss of the black club, the chubby middle-aged man in black, thought that he finally understood the enemy's intention before the battle, and had ordered his younger brother to shoot. Now I should be safe for the time being.

I didn't expect that my neck had been pinched by others before my younger brothers started shooting. The most terrible thing is that this man's strength is so great. How can I say that my fat figure must weigh four or five hundred jin, but how can I be just like a chicken in the hands of the rushing man.

It can only be said that this person's strength is too big, too big to exceed his cognitive level. Then listen to their little brothers' cry, and you will find that they cover their faces and eyes one by one and roll on the ground in pain.

It is the God of gambling's Jinsha that has played an important role in attacking these little brothers. You know, although the sand is small, it has a large number of sand. Once it is launched, it will disperse and hit a large area. Now it's like this. These little brothers of the black dress club were shot in the face and eyes by the God of gambling's Jinsha. Although they were not killed, they were in unbearable pain and fell to the ground one by one, wailing and rolling.

Xu Zifeng pinched the neck of the boss of the black dress club, and with one hand, he lifted it up easily and stepped back. Those black clothes guild members who were not hit by Jinsha, the God of gambling, saw that the boss was captured by others, and they were about to shoot immediately. Unexpectedly, Tang Ding had already rushed here by this time.

I saw a pretty figure shuttling back and forth in the crowd in black, where there would be people in black injured and fell to the ground. They either cover their eyes or curl up to cover their crotch.

It turns out that Tang Ding gave full play to the essence of women's anti wolf skills. After entering the crowd in black, he hit his eyes and nose on the top and his pants in Dantian on the bottom. For a moment, the gang members of the black dress club were badly hit again, and the whole team was in chaos. There was no neat formation just coming out of the villa.

The God of gambler has already killed the black clothes gang. Jinsha and gold poker have lost their effective lethality in such a short distance, but it doesn't mean that the God of gambler has no other way to fight against the enemy.

I saw that he did not hurry from the body on a touch to take out a pair of boxing. This pair of fists is made of fine steel. The surface of the fists is covered with steel nails and iron spikes. The God of gamblers put on this pair of fists and rushed into the crowd of the black clothes club without hesitation, waving his fists and killing all sides.

So the poor black clothes guild had more than 200 people, but they were soon defeated by the fierce God of gambling and the sensitive Tang Ding. Not to mention those who were injured and fell to the ground, even those who were not injured in the black clothes club also played a retreat drum.

Finally, someone began to retreat into the villa. At the beginning, other people are not stupid, especially at this time, their boss, the man in black, the chubby middle-aged man in black, has been successfully captured by Xu Zifeng.

In this situation of no leader and no unified command, people's hearts have been dispersed. One who sneaks into the villa to escape will soon have a second. As a result, there were only about ten black clothes guild members who were still fighting with the God of gamblers and Tang Ding.

A few seconds later, in addition to the wailing crowd of the black clothes club, only Xu Zifeng, the God of gambling and Tang Ding were standing outside the villa gate.

As for the boss of the black club, the chubby middle-aged man in black, had been kicked to the ground by Xu Zifeng, writhing his fat body in pain, but he didn't dare to resist. This is different from the arrogant and domineering manner in the villa just now.

"Great Xia, big brother, big master, spare your life, spare your life! I don't know anything. Don't hit me! I'll tell you everything, don't beat me, don't... "The chubby middle-aged man in black has no prestige at the moment. On the contrary, you will be angry when you look at his servile manner. As the leader of a gang, you don't have to be such a bully, do you?

You say you are the boss of three or five hundred people? How can you show your advice in front of us without a bottom line? You are really cheap to a certain extent. If you don't hit you, I'm sorry.

Xu Zifeng and the God of gamblers watched the chubby middle-aged man in black perform vigorously on the ground. They didn't seem to be moved by him. Instead, they became more and more angry.

Xu Zifeng wants to kick a few feet, in order to ease his tension. But the God of gambling and Tang Ding reached out to stop him. It's not worth it! For such a cheap crooked rotten goods angry, not from the head to hit him, it is not worth it.

"Xu Zifeng, don't hit him! Let's ask what's going on? After all, we Hongmen and their so-called black dress club don't have any intersection at all, but why do they stare at us Hongmen? " Tang Ding came out to talk at this time, and what he said was exactly what Xu Zifeng and the God of gambling wanted to ask.

"Well, you can ask. I'll call after you ask! This guy is so cheap. You see, he hasn't been hurt. How can he be like this? " Xu Zifeng really can't help kicking the chubby middle-aged man in black. After kicking him, he gives him to Tang Ding, who is waiting on the side.

Tang must be very angry because they were killed by the people in black in Hongmen. Just now, the God of gambling had told Tang Ding what he had seen and heard.

Now Tang Ding is very angry about this sudden appearance of black clothes. He wants to kill them all. It's only after he's leveled that he can enjoy himself and get rid of his hatred.

"Fat man, don't pretend to be dead! I don't beat you, I don't kill you, now I just want to ask you a few words, you should answer me well, otherwise, hum, I'll leave you to the man just now, and ask him to clean you up for me! "

Tang Ding is not a three-year-old. As soon as he came up, he began to force and lure the chubby middle-aged man in black.

"Ah. Good, good, as long as you don't beat me or kill me, you are my mother. I listen to you, I listen to you The chubby middle-aged man in black saw a beautiful woman in cheongsam standing in front of him and began to express herself in a hurry.

One side of Xu Zifeng heard that chubby middle-aged man in Black said his mother, quickly grabbed the God of gambling, turned his face to one side, and chuckled.

At the beginning, the God of gamblers didn't understand what was going on. Hearing Xu Zifeng smile, he suddenly woke up and quickly turned to look away, but the smile at the corner of his mouth could not help it.

At the beginning, Tang Ding enjoyed the feeling of interrogating people, especially when he saw that the chubby man was submissive to his words, and he was very obedient and sweet in his heart. The sense of victory that could control a person's life and death in an instant filled her heart, and she felt very happy. Well, yes, it's a great feeling.

But immediately she found something wrong. Because Xu Zifeng and the God of gambling actually turned their bodies to eat and secretly laughed. She didn't understand what was going on, so she asked naturally.

"Fatso, what did you say just now to make them laugh so happily?"

"Ah, mother, they, who knows what they laugh at? Anyway, as long as you don't beat me or kill me, I will be your own son and you will be my own mother! " The chubby middle-aged man in black thought his sweet words were very useful, so he called Tang Ding's mother with a shy face.

"Wait, wait. What a mess. Who do you call your mother? " Tang Ding thought that he had heard wrong, so he asked again.