Chapter 392 (2/2)

For a group of bloody men, it's intolerable for the Chinese Gang to wait here like a loser after such a big loss.

At the moment, under the excitement of the crowd, many people have red eyes.

Qiu Yun looked at the middle-aged man who spoke first and sneered.

”You, what are you laughing at!”

When the middle-aged man saw that he was ridiculed by a hairy boy like Zhou Tianyi, he immediately made a red face. Qiu Yun shook his head and said nothing, but pointed to the outside of the door and said, ”there are several people out there to take revenge. The body is lying there. Outside, the police blocked our door, and the people of the black flag club were waiting for the sweet cakes to be delivered to our door in their old nest. Revenge? OK, go and let you one by one

Go and die, and then watch the last strength of the Hua Gang fall! ”

Qiu Yun criticized and immediately couldn't say a word that those noisy people scolded.

”One day, the third master is dead. We can't swallow this tone like this. Since you don't let us out, you always have to give us an explanation!”

”Yes, Tianyi, you are one of our people. You can fight best. If you let me know, the brothers are holding back here. When will it be the end?”

”Yes! Tell me! ”

Everyone's focus was on Qiu Yun, but there was a faint momentum headed by him.

Qiu Yun didn't notice the cold eyes in the crowd. After all, his qualifications are too shallow.

Moreover, he is less than 30 years old, which can't hold some old oil at all.

However, most of them are still willing to listen to him at the moment, which is enough for Qiu Yun. Even if those few people want to make trouble, Qiu Yun is sure to subdue them.

Hua Gang is just a springboard for Qiu Yun, but these people have great significance in Qiu Yun's heart after getting along with each other for a long time.

His anger at the moment was not because of the impulse of these people, but because of a heartfelt desolation.

He thinks he is also a leader, and his teams are all his confidants.

He once deeply admired the leadership of Third Master Zhao.

You know, gangs are different from mercenaries. Qiu Yun can know how many scars there are on the buttocks and eggs of dozens of people.

How many people are standing here? Uncle Zhao hasn't even seen them. Or some people have not been able to lead a task in Uncle Zhao all their life.

Although Third Master Zhao is narrow in popularity, he has minimized the risk of the Chinese Gang being defeated to the greatest extent.

He has worked hard for Hua Gang all his life. He can't even care about his own daughter. At least he has good intentions.

Unfortunately, this intention has become a fart in the eyes of these people. It's over if you let it out.

”Well, since you let me talk, I'll talk.”

Qiu Yun's eyes swept through everyone coldly.

At this point, he finally realized the feeling of Third Master Zhao sitting in this position.

Thinking of this, Qiu Yun slowly said, ”do you think the current Hua Gang is very unlucky? The eldest brother was taken by others and bullied to the door of his house. However, the brothers ninjas are full of blood and can't revenge. They are very wronged, aren't they? ”

”But! All I see is a bunch of brainless people! ” Qiu Yun's words turned and continued: ”the third master's bones haven't been buried yet! You're fighting here! You keep on taking revenge for the third master, but now you want to kill dozens of your brothers! If you go on like this, the Vietnamese don't have to kill. The black flag club

There's no need to put it out. Just wait for people to come here and collect our bodies! ”

Everyone was ashamed of what Qiu Yun said. Seeing that the situation was almost over, Qiu Yun asked the people to put on their clothes and go out.

”One day, isn't it going to happen if you let people out like this?”

Xiaoda looked at Qiu Yun and said nervously.

”No harm.”

Qiu Yun raised a hand to stop him from going on, and then walked out with everyone's footsteps.

Xiaoda and the person who first stopped the big man looked at each other, and followed Qiu Yun out. The sixth uncle in the mourning hall was frowning and thinking, and his face looked sad. At this moment, a group of people in the training ground all dressed in hemp and filial piety came over like cattle, which made his head ache as if he had been severely hit by a hammer.