Ace of the Dragon Division

After sending away Dulson, Thrall looked at the tattoo on his chest and was very intoxicated.

He has been sitting there for a long time, and a lot of joy is hard to say.

At this time, he was the next leader to come back and report to him: "The godfather, everyone is all together."

Thrall nodded and then turned around. The logo of the alien totem and the wings of the six wings was particularly noticeable, so that the leader could see the two eyes glowing. He subconsciously lowered his head lower.

Outside, four gang headquarters will be in the venue.

The heads of the people are moving, and the original men of Thrall are above the steps, while the following are the heads of the other three groups of helpers and some key members.

Followed by some of their confidants.

I heard that their boss is dead.

These people are in a bad mood.

"Let Saar come out to give a statement! Good end, how our boss died, why is he alive? I hope this is not a conspiracy theory."

"That is, we want Sal's boss to come out and give a statement, otherwise these four gangs can't be blended."

A guy wearing sunglasses wearing a white suit and tattooing his neck with his hands on his hips went straight up the stairs and confronted Saar's subordinates. He didn't talk from start to finish, just smoking a cigar, but the following people are there? He didn't know what he was.

He is one of the confidants of the three bosses who died. He is also the successor to the gang. Not only him, but the other two bosses have come.

The three tacit agreement reached, they all wanted to swallow the resources in the hands of the original boss, and they were afraid that all of them would be swallowed. Therefore, they came to the trouble, let Saar know that their duties should not be confused.

"Piye, what do you put in your hand?" Thrall's confidant saw that the audience was a group of helpers, some messy.

"Nothing, everyone cares about their boss. We all want to know what happened. I can't stop them." Pier said: "You see, Saki and Molton are not the same?"

Saki and Morton are the confidants of the other two bosses, and they are as thoughtful as him. The three people today made it clear that they did not want Sar to take full responsibility for the casino.

"Yeah, why can't we come in? You haven't done anything wrong, here are the headquarters of the four gangs, we can come in, what's wrong?"

"That is, because all of your Saar helpers are here, we have to be outside."

The three younger brothers who came in with the accompanying emotions brought rhythm.

At this time, Thrall was already standing at the gate of the venue under the leadership of his heart.

After all, it is one of the survivors of the first generation of bosses, and prestige is not something that anyone can ignore.

As soon as he appeared, the toner cartridge was quietly settled.

Saar took a step, and the scene in front of the crowd suddenly separated a road and went straight to the stairs.

Thrall came down the steps and looked at the confidants of the three bosses standing on the steps. He looked up and said: "Would you like the boss to let you come?"

The three guys changed their faces and immediately walked down the steps. Usually, when the meeting was on the steps, the four bosses sat on the top of the other gangs.

But today, there are four chairs, and there is one left.

When Thrall waited for them to walk down, he snorted and then walked up, sat in the only chair, lifted his legs, put his hands on the armrests, and tapped his fingers.

"Where are your disciplines going?" Thrall asked these people.

The younger brothers of the three bosses shouted out many people: "We are all gone, what discipline?"

“Is it?” Thrall raised his eyebrows: “Well, I will be your boss in the future. There will be no four gangs in the future, only one help!”

"Why!" The three bosses’ confession eyes blurted out.

"Why?" Thrall's face gloomy, suddenly stood up from the chair and slowly walked down the steps.

step.

Two steps.

He looked at the three heads with a gaze, and the latter swallowed his throat subconsciously.

Suddenly, Thrall took a pistol from his own hand. The three chieftains shot consecutively, all hitting their chests. After three people shuddered, they rushed to the bottom, and they dared not to dare to open their eyes. The son looked at Thrall.

The younger brothers who came along with them to make troubles were scared back a few steps.

There is no way for Thrall to want to rule completely. It is necessary to eradicate dissidents. At this time, the four gangs cannot be ignited or hesitated, and they must be arrogant, otherwise he will lose his words to the leader.

"How much benefit did the three of them give you? As for letting you buy your life to make troubles?" Saar looked at the next seven or eighty people, and snorted.

The people in the audience looked at the bodies of the three leaders who died in front of their eyes. The more they wanted to be more angry, they all gnawed their teeth: "The boss must have killed him. He wants to swallow the whole Las Vegas, brothers, let Let's defend these together for the boss. If it is in his hands, can we have our share? Let's do it together."

The subordinates of these sixty-seven, three, and three bosses suddenly rushed to crush Saar.

But Thrall’s dozens of younger brothers were in front of Thrall, and even the helpers of the non-Sal system that witnessed the death of the three bosses were also blocked in front of them to prevent these troubles from hurting Thrall. .

"A few of you who are eating and drinking, are you going to protect him?" Those who made troubles saw that these were all a bunch of people, and they were all indignant.

"You can't move him!" These have seen the clowns and know that Thrall has been like a stranger's helpers who are determined not to allow these troublemakers to hurt Thrall.

But they can't tell what happened today.

"Let's get out!" After a group of gangsters dragged their own gang of traitors, they kicked the younger brothers who had sailed. After all, the three leaders were afraid to move their hands, so the brothers who came in were especially attracted. There are only thirty people who protect Saar, but the number of people who have made troubles has reached more than 70.

After this battle was fought, the helpers who protected this side were definitely not defeated, and each one was beaten.

Thrall’s pistol bullets were also limited, and Thrall’s cockerel yelled at him: “Boss, you go first, here I stay to deal with it.”

Thrall was cold and unmoved.

At this time, after more than 70 troublemakers who had protected more than 30 gangs, there were more than 20 troublemakers rushing to Thrall.

At this time, when a big knife was swung to Saar, Thrall suddenly opened his chest and revealed the freshly hot tattoo. He shouted: "Come on! Cut here!"

The gang who had waved the knife came over and stopped.

Thrall suddenly slammed his back and pressed his head to his chest and said, "Cut! See you? Just cut it!"

The other troublemakers who rushed to the horse saw the tattoos on his chest. They all put down their hands and swallowed their throats. They looked at the 'selfs' who had also protected Thrall before. Those people had hardships. He said: "He is now a six-winged officer. Don't try to offend a stranger. Believe us. Some things, it would be better not to say it. No one wants to live a day to have a nightmare."