Puff puff puff!

The sound of bullets shooting into the ** continues to sound, and one person after another falls in the room!

As the last person holding the gun fell down, the only people who were still alive in the room were middle-aged and the president of the Black Dragon Association with extremely ugly faces!

"You, are you a human or a ghost? Where did we provoke you?" The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with fear, and sweat dripped from his forehead. He looked at Zhang Ziling and said tremblingly.

"Neither human nor ghost." Zhang Ziling smiled, "I just want to take your lives."

After saying that, the president of the Black Dragon Association exploded in a wheelchair, and blood splattered the middle-aged man's face.

"Ah!!! Ghost!" The middle-aged man saw that the president of the Black Dragon Association burst for no reason and was greatly stimulated. He directly knocked over the bench and shrank to the corner of the wall and picked up his head.

"Ghost! Ghost! Don't come here!" The middle-aged man took out a handful of shou from his arms and pulled the trigger at Zhang Ziling with his eyes closed.

Zhang Ziling looked at the middle-aged man who was hysterical in the corner, ignored the bullet and walked up to him with a smile, blocking the gun with his index finger!

Bang!

The middle-aged man pulled the trigger again, and the gun chamber exploded, directly breaking the middle-aged man's arm!

Zhang Ziling stretched out his hand and pinched the middle-aged man's chin, looked at the middle-aged man's eyes and asked, "Are you a drug gong from the Black Dragon Club?"

Looking at Zhang Ziling's extremely beautiful face, the fear in the middle-aged man's eyes could not disappear for a long time, and the pain from his arms made him unable to think, and he could hardly hear Zhang Ziling's problem.

"Don't you say it?" Zhang Ziling smiled, pinched the middle-aged man's neck, lifted him up, and pressed him tightly against the wall.

"Yes, it's us." The middle-aged man said with a pale face and extremely reluctantly, his arms had lost too much blood.

"Where is your headquarters?" Zhang Ziling slightly let go of the hand that pinched the middle-aged man's neck and asked with a smile.

"My Mei...he." The middle-aged man's tone was extremely weak.

"Very good." Zhang Ziling let go of his hand and let the middle-aged man fall to the ground and lie on the ground.

"I prefer to do things thoroughly. Since you are the source, I will remove the source."

Zhang Ziling did not look at the middle-aged man anymore and turned straight toward the door. Soon, Zhang Ziling's figure disappeared in the air, leaving the middle-aged man to fall alone.

The middle-aged man has been completely immersed in a pool of blood, and he has already fainted from pain. Judging from the amount of blood loss, if he has not received timely treatment...

Middle-aged people are dead!

However, there are no living people in this casino, and no one can save him...

The Black Dragon Society... also disappeared in Nanzhou City from then on.

...

Meihe River Basin, also known as the Golden Triangle.

The junction of Thailand, Myanmar and Laos!

A merchant ship slowly sailed alone on the river.

"Little brother, why do you want to come here for a walk?" The old captain of the bearded man drove the ship carefully and asked Zhang Ziling next to him: "We all run boats here are running for life, maybe one day they will die on this river."

"Most of my crew and I are used to this kind of life of licking blood on the edge of the knife, but I can't understand. Why do you say you are a clean young man, go to such a smoky place?"

When Zhang Ziling heard the old captain's words, he smiled bitterly: "The father of one of my friends died because of this place, I'll take a look."

"Oh..." The old captain's eyes changed, and then he sighed with the helm, "Your friend is a poor person, but there may be people dying in this place every day, and I have seen too many."

"Young man, you are very considerate. There are not many people like you now." The old captain lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and said, "I remember when I was young, I also ran on this river and met that group of people..."

"Oh? How did that old man survive?" Zhang Ziling asked.

"It's a miracle that I survived..." The old captain spat out a circle, as if recalling, "I and my colleagues were trapped on the boat back then. Later, when the group of people were not paying attention, they jumped into the boat and wanted to escape. The group of people stood on the boat and fired machine guns..."

A trace of pain flashed in the old captain's eyes, "If a colleague hadn't helped me block a shot, I would have been a dead soul."

"That time, I was the only one who survived."

"It was also that time, so I decided to go to business here for the rest of my life."

Hearing the old captain's conversation, Zhang Ziling narrowed his eyes and a red light flashed by.

"The captain is intent."

"Oh, what's the point of being intentional?" the old captain shook his head, "This is just atonement for me to live alone for so long."

"Captain, you're in the danger zone ahead." At this time, a sailor walked in and said to the old captain.

"Yes." The old captain nodded, "You guys are on guard."

Then the old captain looked ahead and said to Zhang Ziling behind him: "The basin in front is where they often appear. They often ask for protection fees from passing ships. If we are lucky, we will easily go there."

"Good luck?" Zhang Ziling asked in confusion.

"Well, those people act completely based on their mood. Most of the time we meet them, and we can pass by after paying the money, but in some extreme cases, they will have fun with sha     Rén." The old captain frowned and said, "In recent years, several crew members on our ships in China have been buried here."

The old captain said, and suddenly his expression changed.

"They are here! Young man, do you want to hide in the cabin?"

"No, I'll just look at them here." Zhang Ziling smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked up and saw a small wooden boat slowly approaching here.

There was a propeller installed on the boat, and there were three people on the boat, each holding ǔ     qì.

Soon, the small wooden boat approached the merchant ship. One person threw out a rope hook and hung the merchant ship tightly. The three people climbed up.

The old captain and the crew on the merchant ship stood on the deck one after another, looking at the three people tremblingly.

One of the short men with sunglasses walked around the crew with a machine gun, and then stopped in front of the old captain.

"The protection fee is one tenth of the transport of goods. Are the money ready?" the short man took off his sunglasses and asked at the old captain.

"It's ready, it's ready." The old captain nodded repeatedly, and then asked a crew member to withdraw a box of money, which contained about 200,000 yuan.

"You go check the quantity of goods." The short young man opened xiang     zǐ and looked, then said to a bald man with a tattoo on his face behind him.

"Yes." The bald man nodded and walked into the cargo hold.

"Are you all here?" Seeing the bald man walk into the cargo hold, the short man asked the old captain again.

"Yes, yes, the crew is all here." The old captain wiped his sweat and said quickly.

"Yeah." The short man nodded, chewing gum, running around, leaving another tattooed man guarding the crew.

The old captain glanced at the crew members present, and suddenly his face changed drastically. He did not see Zhang Ziling!

At this time, the old captain saw the short young man walking towards the cockpit again!

"It's a pity! That young man didn't come out!" The old captain was secretly anxious. If the young man showed that there was another person on the ship, the consequences...

"Hey! Be honest!" The tattooed man left behind frowned when he saw the old captain's expression change, and poked the old captain with the butt.

The old captain was poked by the butt and immediately did not dare to move.

He just hopes that Zhang Ziling has hidden himself.

But at this time!

A gunshot sounded in the cockpit!

The old captain's face suddenly showed his ashes!

"It's over..."
Chapter completed!