Master Er looked into Chen Rou's eyes as he spoke, saying, "Keep your voice down, and don't deliberately shout across the street."
A-Meng was taken aback. He was just about to go to the next street to yell at the Righteous Warriors Hall and Dong Ye's gang, but his boss wouldn't let him go. However, as a younger brother, obedience was the most important thing, so he had no choice but to say, "Okay."
Upon hearing this, Chen Rou picked up Er Ye's tea jelly and said, "It's getting cold now, and you're getting on in years, you shouldn't be drinking frozen tea anymore."
Then he instructed the old steward: "Make a fresh cup of hot tea, brew it strong, and then dilute it with warm water."
The staff talked about this concern every day, and the doctors also mentioned it every day, but what the granddaughter said was different from what others said. Grandpa Er said repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I will drink hot tea from now on."
What a delightful scene of grandparents and grandchildren enjoying themselves! Brother Chicken, along with Ah Wei, Ah Qiang, and Ah Zhuang, were perched at the top of the stairs, drooling with laughter.
It's a pity that smartphones and social media didn't exist in this era, otherwise they would have already posted it on social media.
Of course, Chen Rou wasn't there to be a good girl, and their happy time together wouldn't last long.
The two sat on either side of the octagonal table in the reception room. Mr. Er rested one hand on a side table that was slightly higher than the octagonal table, next to a porcelain jar. The jar was probably filled with his wife's ashes, because it was wine-red. The other porcelain jars were pure black, and they were filled with the ashes of the men.
Chen Rou also placed one hand on the long table, and said with a smile, "This rosewood must be quite old..."
When Master Er saw her hand, which was resting on the table, suddenly reach out, he was no pushover. His expression changed drastically, and he pressed down on the wall panel, from which a gun popped out. But Chen Rou's hand was also there. The young woman was agile; she used her hand behind her back, but as she grabbed the pistol, she raised her hand. After Master Er had dismissed his men, his only weapon was now in Chen Rou's hands.
She stood up, holding a gun in her hand, the muzzle pointed directly at Master Er.
At first glance, she was just an ordinary little girl, but her keenness and sensitivity amazed even Master Er.
The old maid was so frightened that she didn't know what to say. She kept shaking her hands, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Chicken Brother and the three strong brothers also drew their knives on the stairs, ready to strike.
Master Er's face was gloomy. He thought to himself that the truth was that this child was from the Righteous and Brave Hall, that little bastard Dong Ying's son.
Chen Rou, worthy of being Han Yuzhu's handpicked daughter-in-law, is a great asset to Yi Yong Hall, enabling them to dominate Kowloon.
Thinking of all this, the joy and radiance that had just appeared on Master Er's face vanished in an instant.
His hand gently touched the bottom of the table, where there was a mechanism. If he pulled it down, arrows would rain down from above, and the girl would not be able to dodge them. She would go to hell with him.
He hadn't pulled the trigger yet because it was a pity, a pity that such a good girl had to die with him.
For a fleeting moment, he felt pity and wanted her to live for two more minutes.
His loyal henchmen were also twitching like bitter gourds, each of them holding a knife as if they wanted to stab someone in the thigh.
Regret! Pain! I only regret that I could perish together with the Righteous Hall.
Of course, even Boss Nie couldn't fathom Miss Chen's thoughts, let alone Master Er and his men.
He was indeed more cunning and scheming, but Chen Rou wasn't there to play tricks on him. She turned around, removed the magazine from her gun, took out six bullets, and raised an eyebrow: "I killed Xiang Tiange with an M82A1, a Barrett."
She grabbed the gun but didn't fire it; instead, she unloaded the magazine, which surprised Master Er quite a bit.
But she actually said that she killed Xiang Tiange?
The chicken brothers were also startled. Since they couldn't go upstairs without being called by their master, they stretched their necks out like giraffes in order to eavesdrop.
It's important to know that Xiang Tiange was shot in the head inside an armored vehicle; his skull was blown off.
Everyone in the Hong Kong business community, including the police chiefs of various police stations, was guessing who the person was who could fire a gun quickly while moving and blow off a big boss's skull, but it turned out to be her?
Compared to seeing her standing on the second floor, smiling brightly and confidently, Master Er was truly surprised at this moment.
His first reaction was disbelief, but having been through so much, he remained calm and withdrew his hand from the lever.
Chen Rou slowly disassembled the gun, from the trigger to the barrel and the body, taking apart the entire pistol. Then she looked at Master Er and continued to unleash her ultimate move: "You're also curious about who killed Gui Tou Rong, right? It was me, and I don't know his weak point."
When Er Ye heard this, he finally lost his composure. Veins bulged at his temples, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead: "There are a full 27 pieces of shrapnel on his skull, each less than 2 millimeters long. AK shrapnel. Since you say it's you..."
Chen Rou used her hand as a gun and swept it over his head: "The gun hit the roof of the warehouse cabinet, which is made of top-grade steel and used to store jewelry, and then triggered an explosion. Thousands of shrapnel fragments were ejected at the same time, and there was bound to be one that could hurt him."
Grandpa coughed violently.
Chicken Bro turned around, gave his henchmen a thumbs up, exchanged glances, and they all broke out in a cold sweat.
Yes, the move that killed Gui Tou Rong was truly masterful.
The Nie family was lured into a small port specializing in the import and export of jewelry, surrounded, and then shot in the head with an AK.
Master Er had thought more than once that even if he were trapped in Gui Tou Rong's situation, it would still take some effort to escape.
But he never imagined that such a perfect encirclement and annihilation was actually orchestrated by the girl in front of him.
He imagined her as innocent and kind, a little fierce but yearning for justice, but just a girl.
But she wasn't; she was the one who personally sent two big shots to their deaths.
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Brother Chicken gestured for Ah Zhuang to go downstairs and bring back a few guns in a short while.
Normally, gang fights don't involve guns, only sticks, but he was afraid, so he secretly tucked the gun into his waistband.
Grandpa was sweating; in the cold November weather, a layer of white sweat covered his back.
He couldn't believe the girl in front of him could do something so sensational, but she had snatched his gun and dismantled it, her eyes so firm, fearless, and composed, that she didn't seem like someone who had come to reunite with relatives.
She seemed more like there to demonstrate her power and her disdain for his wealth and strength.
She was so composed, and her voice was so gentle: "Grandpa, would you like to play with a couple of guns with me?"
So she wasn't just talking; she was going to demonstrate her skills?
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