Chapter 12 It's All My Brother's Fault

"You're such a good fighter, let's see which is stronger, fists or guns!"

"Fuck you, do you really think I'm a pushover? When I was out there messing around, you were still fucking pissing and playing in the mud!"

The three donkeys had ferocious eyes and murderous intent on their faces.

"Remember, be more intelligent in your next life. Don't be like you are now, so stupid that you don't even know what you are."

"Fight me? Die!"

He picked up his cell phone and made a throat-slashing gesture towards the younger brother holding the gun.

At this moment——

Lei Zhen stretched out his hands like lightning and slapped his younger brother's wrists crosswise.

“Bang!”

The Type 54 fell into his hand and pointed at the Three Donkeys.

The sudden reversal made the people in the room's scalps tingle. None of them saw how Lei Zhen snatched the gun, they only heard the sound of slapping.

The three donkeys facing the gun were even more incredulous, and they didn't know whether to put their hands down or raise them up.

What the hell is going on?

This guy is a bit evil...

It's not weird, but Lei Zhen once practiced 8 kinds of gun-snatching techniques, among which the one that involves hitting the forehead is the simplest.

"Is it cool?" Lei Zhen asked.

"cool……"

Sanluzi was sweating profusely, unable to understand how the gun got into the other party's hands.

"applaud."

“Pah pah pah…”

The three donkeys clapped their hands and tried hard to smile.

"Brother, I was just kidding. In this bright and clear world, I wouldn't dare kill anyone even if I had the guts to do it. I'd be shot for that, hehe."

This old bastard was not talking about himself, but was reminding Lei Zhen that killing was illegal and he would not be able to escape if he killed himself.

"That makes sense."

Lei Zhen put the gun on the table, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

He was really hungry. When he woke up in the morning, he found that Shuying hadn't even cooked. He came here intending to have a good meal, but ended up drinking first.

It is indeed not a good idea to drink on an empty stomach. It will make your stomach feel burning and you will get drunk very quickly.

"Eat! Eat as much as you can, it's my treat today." The third donkey said with a pretentious air, "No friendship without fighting. I've made you my brother, haha."

As he spoke, he placed his conspicuous mobile phone on the table and silently reached for his lower back with his left hand - where he hid a gun.

“Whoosh!”

A peanut was picked up by Lei Zhen, drawing a parabola in the air and landing right on the other person's head.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out.

The peanuts were crushed into pieces.

Sanluzi was startled by the gunshot. When he saw Lei Zhen slowly put down the gun, he felt a burning pain on his scalp.

He reached out and touched it, and found a burn mark on his scalp from where the bullet had grazed it. Only then did he realize that his head was almost blown off.

Brother Bin and his younger brother next to him saw it more clearly. Lei Zhen deliberately picked up a peanut and then shot it to pieces.

This speed, this shooting skill...

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

“…”

A group of younger brothers armed with machetes rushed in and saw that their boss’ face was pale.

"I'm drinking with Brother Zhen, why are you joining in the fun? Get out!"

The names have changed because the three donkeys have realized it.

"Boss?"

"go out!"

After being scolded, the younger brothers closed the door and went out.

The room fell into dead silence, with only the sound of Lei Zhen chewing.

San Luzi didn't dare to breathe. As the boss of South City, he had experienced a lot of things. The shot just now made him realize that he had provoked the wrong person.

"Brother, can you move? Brother Donkey is giving you a weapon, go and get it."

"Hahaha, you still have to be my brother!"

Old K stood up staggeringly, walked over, took out Sanluzi's weapon, and pressed it against the back of the man's head, his scarlet eyes revealing a vicious madness.

He wants to kill this donkey!

"Brother K, don't be impulsive, it's all my fault..."

With the gun pointed at him, Sanluzi's hair stood on end and he was no longer as crazy as before.

"Brother Donkey has some respect. He's the boss of South City after all." Lei Zhen wiped his hands and said, "We're all just gang members. Why would we fight to the death?"

After hearing his words, Lao K slowly put down his gun, walked back and sat back in the chair.

"Brother Zhen, I'm Sanluzi..."

"Pour the wine."

Lei Zhen knocked on the table.

"Okay, I'll pour the wine."

Sanluzi poured a glass of wine and drank it.

“Da da!”

Lei Zhen knocked on the table again.

"Haha, I'll accompany you again."

Sanluzi poured another cup and continued drinking.

“Da da!”

Keep banging on the table.

"Brother Zhen, please give me some face. I, Sanluzi, must take care of it..."

Three cups of 3 liang of liquor, three cups in a row, is almost a pound of liquor.

At this time, Sanluzi's face was red due to the stimulation of alcohol. He opened his mouth and gasped for breath to relieve the burning sensation in his throat.

"You're flexible and adaptable, worthy of being the boss of South City." Lei Zhen raised his gun: "Drink, keep drinking."

Being pointed at with a gun, let alone drinking, one wouldn't dare to refuse even if offered poison.

"Brother Zhen, I was wrong this time..."

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out again, the wine glass in Sanluzi's hand shattered, and the bullet flew past his face accurately.

The third donkey sat down on the chair and kept swallowing his saliva in fear.

If I felt scared just now, now I am experiencing death firsthand.

He didn't dare to speak anymore. He changed the cup and kept pouring and drinking. In just a few minutes, he drank more than two kilograms of liquor.

"puff!"

A spurt out, three donkeys live broadcast.

Another peanut bounced up and landed on his head again.

"Bang!"

The sound of gunfire exploded in his ears, and Sanluzi woke up instantly.

"I drink!"

Under the threat of death, talking about dignity is a joke. What South City Boss? It's all bullshit.

He knew that the other party was playing tricks on him, but he had no choice but to give in under the gunpoint.

Soon, another two kilograms of liquor were consumed.

The three donkeys collapsed.

"Brother Zhen, please stop playing tricks on me. Whatever you say is what it is. I really can't drink anymore..."

After drinking four kilograms of liquor in a short period of time, even a Shandong deputy escort would cry.

During this process, Brother Bin and his two younger brothers watched the three donkeys transform from humans into donkeys.

"Brother Donkey, you are a real man." Lei Zhen said.

Hearing this, Sanluzi's nerves relaxed and he fell heavily to the ground, but he immediately stood up again by holding on to the chair.

"Brother Zhen, you said..."

"What I mean is, no matter whether it's overt or covert, as long as your brother wants to play, I, Lei Zhen, will be with you 24 hours a day."

“I dare not, I dare not…”

"Whether it's a chase or an assassination, use all your tricks. If you can kill me, I'll admit you're a real man. If you can't kill me, all your cats and dogs will die."

"But you only get one chance, donkey brother, you must cherish it."

The voice was full of sincerity, but Lei Zhen's eyes were full of contempt and ridicule, as if he was looking at an ant, or even a dead person.

There's no way. It's a habit I developed in my previous life. When someone looks at me unfriendly, I want to kill them.

"Of course, I still hope Brother Donkey will show some mercy and let me go." Lei Zhen lit a cigarette and laughed, "We're out here to make money, there's no need to fight to the death, right? Haha."

Sanluzi nodded desperately, not daring to look him in the eyes again.

“Knock, knock, knock!”

There was a knock on the door at the right time.

A middle-aged man with broad shoulders and a big waist, but smiling like Maitreya Buddha, walked in.

"I say, Sanluzi, that's enough. Brother Bin's face alone is not enough, so how about adding my face?"

"It's not a revenge for stealing my wife and killing my father, is it that serious? Brother Bin, how about we both risk our reputations and act as a guarantor for Brother Lei Zhen?"

"Okay, okay, no problem."

It was the old cat who came, and he came at just the right time.

The words he spoke were even more beautiful, and with just a few words he lifted the three donkeys back up.

Because there were people behind him: the restaurant was packed, the streets outside were packed, and there were hundreds of taxis rushing here!

"Since Brother Mao and Brother Bin have guaranteed it, there's no problem. Let's write off everything that happened before."

Sanluzi staggered out with the support of his younger brother. He didn't want to stay here for a moment to face the horror of Lei Zhen.

"Brother Donkey!"

"Brother Donkey!"

"Brother Donkey!"

“…”

The people outside were all from South City, and they looked very imposing.

"From today on, we'll write off all our grievances with Lei Zhen. Let's go!"

"yes--"

Four pounds of liquor tore through Sanluzi's nerves, three bullets shattered his courage, and in the end, he even lost the will to resist...