"Oh" The sword in his right hand raised his eyebrows, and his tone changed abruptly, and he asked, "Didn't they say who they were?"
Xiaohong replied, "Yes, they are from the Tianhe Society."
They left a message for me to bring to the boss of the Flying Sand Gang for the right hand."
"What are you saying" Seeing that the expression on Xiaohong's face was not so joyful, the right hand hurriedly asked.
Just when everyone was nervously listening to Xiaohong's words, Xiaohong suddenly turned around timidly and hesitantly, and she slowly took off her clothes and exposed her snow-white back.
At this time, everyone in the morgue gasped when they saw Xiaohong's back, and they all turned to anger.
It turned out that five words the size of an adult's palm were carved on Xiaohong's back with some sharp weapon, each of which penetrated deep into the skin, and even the moment Xiaohong took off her clothes, the blood on it was sticky, and some of them were even broken and bleeding.
There are five words engraved on it, which are reserved for the right hand to read, "Pledge to destroy the Flying Sand Gang" The coldness of the corridor made Xiaohong's weak body tremble from time to time, and everyone really couldn't bear to look at it, so after looking at it with their right hand, they said: "Xiaohong, put on your clothes quickly, it's very cold here, don't freeze." ” Then his right hand instructed one of his Flying Sand Gang helpers: "Find a doctor to take a good look at Xiaohong's back injury, and take care of her at the same time, she is Wan Chen's only relative now." ” "Boss, don't worry, we all treat Xiaohong as our own sister, and we won't let her be wronged."
The Flying Sand Gang replied and accompanied Xiaohong out of the room.
At the moment when Xiaohong hid her face and cried, no one saw the light shining from her fingers.
"What do you think," asked with his right hand after Xiaohong was gone, taking a deep breath and closing his eyes.
"Boss, it's okay to guess that everyone is bullying at the doorstep, let's fight" Lan Hu was the first to express his attitude.
Then the white tiger also replied: "Yes, boss, you just give the order, everyone has stepped on our heads, if we don't do something, how will we mix in the rivers and lakes in the future."
"Boss, no matter when the war starts, I must be the vanguard" Zihu also stood up and said at this time.
"Tianhe Society" opened his eyes with his right hand and roared, "I think you are looking for death" "Lan Hu, in the name of the Flying Sand Gang, release the news, from today onwards, the Flying Sand Gang will start a war against the Tianhe Society, and all the gangs that help the Tianhe Society and those related to the Tianhe Society will become the enemies of the Flying Sand Gang, and tell them that there is only one end to becoming an enemy of the Flying Sand Gang, and that is to die" The right hand said three words in a row, showing that the right hand was in great anger because of Park Wanchen's injury.
"Yes, boss," Lan Hu replied loudly after listening to the words of his right hand.
All of a sudden, everyone was in a state of extreme rage.
"Let's still live in the habit" After Xiaohong's arrangements were taken care of, Lan Hu asked him with a smile.
Park Wanchen has been seriously injured and unconscious, Xiaohong is Park Wanchen's godsister, and he is also responsible for taking care of it.
"It's okay, thank you for your concern" Xiaohong nodded and said.
"Oh, it's nothing, since you are Wan Chen's godsister, that is, my godsister, if you need anything, just tell me, don't see outside."
Lan Hu said with a smile.
"Thank you."
In the room, a tall, square-faced man sat on the sofa and talked to a woman with clear eyebrows, and the two talked very harmoniously, but the words seemed to touch the woman's sadness and made her cry.
The male is Lanhu, and the female is Xiaohong, the godsister recognized by Park Wanchen.
At this time, Lan Hu's eyes were also bloodshot, and it could be seen that he had not rested well because of Park Wanchen's injury.
Lan Hu saw that Xiaohong's tears couldn't stop flowing, and he didn't know what to say, so he had to sigh constantly.
After a while, Xiaohong stopped crying, wiped the tears on her cheeks with a handkerchief, and asked, "Big brother, I heard that you are ready to declare war on the Tianhe Society."
Hearing Xiaohong's words, Lan Hu's eyes, which were originally full of bloodshots, suddenly became sharp, and the hatred exuded by his eyes made Xiaohong feel deeply frightened, and Lan Hu said hatefully, "Yes, I tell you, Wan Chen's blood must not and will not flow in vain, no one can kill the people of the Flying Sand Gang, and they can still be at ease, there is no before, there is no now, and it is impossible to have in the future."
Lan Hu's clenched iron fist made Xiaohong have to believe the firmness in Lan Hu's words, so her face was a little unnatural.
After all, you must know that Park Wanchen was injured in her hands, and what she is very worried about now is whether Park Wanchen will wake up, if Park Wanchen wakes up, it will be quite unfavorable to her.
Lan Hu thought that he had scared Xiaohong, and quickly apologized: "Did I scare you, Xiaohong" "Oh no。。。。。
No, "I heard the brothers in the hall say that there will be a lot of people in that Tianhe, can you beat them?"
Xiaohong asked a little timidly, but there was no timidity in her eyes.
"No matter how many of them there are, they are vulnerable to us in our opinion, they don't understand the strength of the Flying Sand Gang, and the entire Vietnamese underworld doesn't know the true strength of the Flying Sand Gang," Lan Hu said in a deep tone after listening to her words.
"What kind of strength is that" Xiaohong's eyes immediately flashed a glimmer of light, and she hurriedly asked.
She seems to have snacked for a piece of information that would be quite useful to her, so she will never let go of such an opportunity.
"That's it."
Lan Hu was about to say, but suddenly turned to ask: "Hey Xiaohong, why are you suddenly so concerned about the affairs of the rivers and lakes?"
"Oh, hehe" Xiaohong hurriedly used laughter to cover up her unnaturalness, and said separately, "I care about you, Wan Chen is my godbrother, and you have such a good relationship with him, of course I should care more about you."
You say yes."
Lan Hu nodded with satisfaction, sighed and said, "You are really a good sister, but Yang Ming doesn't have this blessing."
Xiaohong didn't expect Lan Hu to divert the conversation further, and as a result, the conversation between the two in the future never returned to the topic that Xiaohong cared about.
Xiaohong looked at Lan Hu, who was downstairs in a car and left, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, which made people shudder, and heard a voice echoing in a room: "I want to see what strength the Flying Sand Gang has to fight against the Tianhe Society."
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