Chapter 88: Dog Head Hung on the Bridge

The office of the casino's top management had its windows wide open.

Jieshi Wei, Dajiajie, and Jiuzhi Hua were drinking tea and smoking.

Jiuzhi Hua was not a local of Macau; he was from Hong Kong, and after making a name for himself in Hong Kong, he came to Macau to seek his fortune, and after earning a sum of money, he began to walk the straight and narrow.

"That kid Fei Gou doesn't listen to my advice. A-Wei, just pass on what Xin Ge said to Fei Gou; he shouldn't be stupid to that extent," Jiuzhi Hua said, shaking his head.

Just at this moment.

"Brother Wei, Dajiajie! It's bad, Jing Jun and his group just got off the elevator."

A sharp-witted Majai ran into the office to report.

Upon hearing this, Jieshi Wei shook his head and said, "If he wants to throw his life away, let him go."

No sooner had he finished speaking.

A dull gunshot suddenly came from outside the window; because the windows were open, the sound of the shot was very distinct.

Before the few of them could react, a dense barrage of gunfire, like raindrops, rang out!

Jieshi Wei's face changed drastically, and he scrambled to the window.

He saw that in front of the casino.

Fei Gou and the Sheng Yi Hall gunmen were still chatting when suddenly an off-road vehicle came charging aggressively straight at them.

Then,

A handsome man wearing crocodile skin, with a Cigar in his mouth, jumped out of the car, pulled the bolt, and killed everyone he saw!

"Bang!"

After the dull gunshot, a Sheng Yi Hall gunman had his entire face blown to pieces and went straight to Hell to respawn.

One of Fei Gou's subordinates cursed loudly and was just about to pull out a Handgun.

A car following behind slammed directly into him, sending him flying.

Immediately after, countless imp slaves rushed out of the cars, some holding submachine guns or Automatic rifles, others holding axes.

"Rat-tat-tat-tat!"

"Bang!"

They shot wildly at everyone they saw.

Before Fei Gou and the Sheng Yi Hall subordinates could react, countless bullets were poured onto them.

Those Majai hadn't even had time to draw their Handguns; one second they were laughing and talking, and the next they were turned into beehives.

In just five minutes, Fei Gou and the Sheng Yi Hall gunmen suffered heavy casualties, and not a single one was left standing.

Corpse after corpse was thrown into the cars by the imp slaves, and the brothers quickly got into the cars and rushed to the next destination.

"How is this possible! Where did Jing Jun get so many gunmen from?!"

Dajiajie, Jieshi Wei, and Jiuzhi Hua, who were watching this scene from upstairs, were speechless; at a glance, there were at least a thousand or eight hundred people, and the number of cars was countless.

Why hadn't they received any wind of this at all?

Dozens of cars turned into another street in a mighty force, arrived at Fei Gou's establishment, and with guns in hand, they and their brothers rushed straight in.

"Hong Xing is conducting business, anyone unrelated, get out!"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Chen Jiajun shouted.

The customers immediately covered their heads and fled, and within less than a minute, the place was cleared.

As for Fei Gou's Majai, not one could escape; they were all surrounded in a small private room, and the imp slaves raised their guns and fired wildly inside.

At this scene, even Yanwangye would have to exclaim: "Professional!"

The bustling night market.

Dumu led dozens of imp slaves and charged straight at Fei Gou's subordinates.

"Hack these bastards to death for me!"

At the same time.

Fei Gou's underground gambling den.

Lao Gun led a group of imp slaves, rushed in, and started smashing things wildly; all kinds of famous wines were knocked to the ground one after another.

"Squat down!"

"Everyone squat down!"

Lao E took the lead and kicked Fei Gou's subordinate away; one of Fei Gou's men was about to pull out a Machete, but a gun was already pointed at him.

A group of armed Hell knights immediately took control of everyone.

"We have some private business to discuss with Fei Gou; this matter has nothing to do with you all. Another day, I, Hong Xing's Jing Jun, will set up a few tables to apologize to everyone," Chen Jiajun said as he walked into the underground gambling den and took off his sunglasses.

The gamblers in the underground den didn't even want their Chips; they hurriedly covered their heads and left.

After clearing the place, Chen Jiajun gave the order:

"Hack them for me!"

The imp slaves received the order, picked up their Machetes, and hacked wildly; bullets poured out as if they were free, and for a time, there were screams everywhere in the small casino.

After blood-washing the entire gambling den, the imp slaves finally found Fei Gou in a cabinet.

Fei Gou was quite tough; having seen the world, when he was dragged up, he smirked at Chen Jiajun: "Damn it, if you have the ability, finish me off. If I lose even a single hair, I'll have your whole family go down there and count them for me!"

"Death is at your doorstep, and you're still this arrogant?"

Chen Jiajun stepped up and delivered a heavy slap.

"Pfft."

Fei Gou spat out a mouthful of blood and raised his head to say: "Jing Jun, you should know that our Number Gang has great influence in Macau. I'll consider you impressive; from today on, let's wipe away the past like chalk marks and call it even, how about that?"

"You think you can just wipe the slate clean by saying so?"

Chen Jiajun pulled out a Dagger and stabbed it directly into Fei Gou's thigh, slowly twisting the blade.

"Ah!!!"

The heart-piercing pain made Fei Gou scream immediately: "Fuck your mother, if you have the guts, finish me off today! Come on! Finish me off!"

Chen Jiajun slowly crouched down, the corners of his mouth curving upward:

"To tell you the truth, I brought a total of one thousand men here this time, and I also bought several hundred guns from the black market."

"All for the sake of dealing with you and opening another branch in Macau."

"With just you, Fei Gou, you dare to play games with me!"

"I have already put the word out that within three days, I will hang your dog head on the Aodang Bridge."

Fei Gou's pupils suddenly constricted, before he could even speak.

Chen Jiajun had already stood up and gave Lao E a look; the latter coolly chopped off Fei Gou's dog head.

After having the young demon slaves clean up the battlefield, Chen Jiajun lit a cigarette again and said coldly: "Send men to hang his dog head on the bridge, then book the entire Yulongxuan, and 'invite' Jiuzhi Hua and Shi Qiliang of Sheng Yi Hall over for tea."

The domineering aura of a Jianghu overlord was displayed to the fullest!

Immediately after, Chen Jiajun dialed Dajiajie's number: "Hey, was tonight's show not exciting enough?"

"Jing Jun, why must you kill the innocent and go on such a killing spree?"

Dajiajie was terrified; she had never imagined that beneath Chen Jiajun's handsome exterior, he actually hid such a vicious heart.

No one knew how many people had died this night.

"Think carefully before you speak to me; as a big operator, you're in this life too, and you're saying this to me?"

Chen Jiajun said with a beaming smile.

Dajiajie felt a chill in her heart, and she said with a trembling tone: "A Jun, you should... know that we have no ill intentions toward you."

"Of course, Dajiajie, otherwise I wouldn't have called you. By the way, I'm hosting at Yulongxuan tonight; you call all the Jianghu forces in Macau. I, Jing Jun, am inviting everyone to dinner. If they don't come tonight, they don't need to come in the future."

Chen Jiajun hung up the phone after speaking.

That night.

The Jianghu figures who came to Yulongxuan could all see the "dog head" on the Aodang Bridge.

It was exceptionally eye-catching.

(End of this chapter)