"Yes, brother Zhang!"
As soon as Lu Yuansheng heard this, he immediately saluted again and took orders directly.
"No... no..."
"You can't do this. The jusha Gang is the whole effort of my whole life..."
"Zhang, you don't have to kill too much. You have to forgive others. If you do things so well, I'm sure Chen will not let you go!"
"Your behavior is so arrogant, waiting for your next end will be very miserable!"
At this time, Liao Yuanhai didn't know where his strength came from, and he couldn't care to kneel on the ground any more.
At this time, Liao Yuanhai, like a mad dog, pounced on Zhang Xiaofan's direction.
However, before Liao Yuanhai could get close to Zhang Xiaofan within ten steps, he had already been moved forward by two security guards to the same station as the door god, and then raised his hand to control Liao Yuanhai.
What happened in front of us, of course, was not lost at all. The group of bosses who just felt the scene showed us a real feeling, and they also felt a sense of sadness in their heart.
Well
Old Liao, though he is quite old.
However, in this underground world in the south of the Yangtze River, Liao Laogui always gives people a calm and intelligent appearance, as if nothing can escape his control.
Moreover, on weekdays, whether in public or in private, old Liao likes to dress up in an orderly way, never giving people a kind of old age.
However, there is a sharp contrast between Liao's behavior in the past and now, as well as his mental state.
In particular, Liao Yuanhai's gray hair is dishevelled, which looks like a chicken nest from a distance.
And that dry, thin old face is more like the dried orange peel, wrinkled, age spots are more suitable, especially dazzling!
People with discerning eyes can see that Liao Yuanhai is already an old man who is dying and whose loess is buried in his neck.
However, Zhang Xiaofan turned a deaf ear to Liao Yuanhai's clamour and struggle.
He didn't even look at Liao Yuanhai. After making a sign to the driver in the front seat, the Mercedes amg-g63 made a roar of the engine and sped away into the distance.
After seeing that Zhang Xiaofan had left, Lu Yuansheng also showed a ferocious smile on his face. He motioned to his two subordinates.
The security guards of Gao Ma Da, the two celebrities, hold a 54 pistol in one hand and hold Liao Yuanhai's collar in the other hand. They drag them to the dense forest on both sides of the road like dead dogs and walk slowly.
It was from this day on that no one among so many leaders had seen Liao Yuanhai, the old leader of the jusha gang.
What's more, from the beginning to the end, the leaders of all forces were watching silently and did not say a word.
Similarly, Zhang Xiaofan did not say a word to them from beginning to end.
Even when he finally left by car, he didn't look at these people