I cut reality into a movie

Even though its mouth was entangled by the fishhook, its thick and round body was still swinging in the air.

It is struggling and roaring.

It has to return to the river, it has to be reborn.

It tried its best to break free from the shackles of fate.

In the end, it won.

He tore the line of fate, and his scales gleamed brightly with the sun, and he returned to the Arkansas River.

"Fuck!"

"It actually let that broken fish escape!"

Looking at the broken fishing line, Sherlock also lost interest in fishing, and could only hang his head down, and went back to his work of 'herding sheep'.

He had to study Shi Dongchu's living habits carefully, and arrange a perfect meeting between Shi Dongchu and Tifa.

Someone is playing a conspiracy.

Someone saw through the 'conspiracy'.

The leader of the Honglei Gang, Wilson, called his little bosses for a meeting, and without exception, the gang of little bosses all believed that the raid last night was planned by Li Zaizhong, the number three figure in the Holy One Church.

The purpose is to avenge the subordinates who have already turned the bottom of the river into fish feed.

"Boss, you speak, the brothers have already prepared their guns, as long as you give the order, we will rush forward and kill all the bastards of the Holy One Sect!"

"Yes! Boss! This is unbearable! That will be all our goods for the next three months. Just being burned by the Holy One Sect, our capital chain will be broken!"

The little bosses of the Honglei Gang talked to each other, and they all clamored to fight. It can be seen that the fire of Romon yesterday really burned the Honglei Gang.

It hurts so badly.

Wilson, the leader of the Honglei gang, just watched the yelling and roaring of his subordinates so gloomyly.

He didn't say a word, he was observing, observing which of these little bosses would be a traitor.

After all, the nine secret warehouses were all taken over in one night. If there was no small boss who knew the secrets of the warehouse to tip off the news, Wilson would twist his head off and kick it as a ball.

The silence lasted for almost half an hour.

After thinking for a long time, Wilson still couldn't see who was the insider.

But he had to kill one person, because all the little bosses at the scene knew that there must be an inner ghost among them. If the inner ghost was not eliminated, these little bosses would be more worried about being attacked behind the scenes than paying attention to the enemy.

huh~~~

Exhaling all the turbid air in his lungs, Wilson didn't wait any longer, he picked up the revolver on the table, and shot at the person who was most annoyed with him among the small bosses.

The body was lying in a pool of blood.

The quarrel in the office also died down.

Everyone present knows: the war has begun.

the other side.

Qihui Church.

This church originally belonged to Orthodox Christianity, but one night two years ago, under the coercion and lure of the Holy One Church, it belonged to the Holy One Church.

The usual work here is to hold mass for believers, but in an emergency, it will also become a gathering point for members of the Holy One Church.

In the spacious chapel, there are about 300 thugs from the Holy One Church gathered here, and among these 300 thugs, more than 95% are Koreans, which shows that the top leaders of the Holy One Church only believe in their fellow Koreans.

The middle and low-level thugs were discussing the upcoming war in the chapel. Some of them, like Romon, were immersed in excitement, fantasizing about killing the enemy and making meritorious deeds after the war started, and reaching the peak.

But more thugs are still greedy for life and afraid of death. Facing unarmed women and children, they strike hard, but when facing underworld gangs who are also armed with live ammunition, they are discouraged.

And this fear of war will spread over time.

This is an emotion that even regular soldiers cannot avoid, let alone a bunch of cult thugs.

"What is Brother Zaizhong doing? Why didn't you give the order to attack? If the delay continues, the morale of our side will only get lower and lower!"

Looking at the small conference room behind the chapel, with the door closed, Kim Sang-cheol had a look of uneasiness on his face.

Equally disturbed was Lee Jae Joong.

He looked at Ma Shouji who was smiling gloatingly in front of him, his eyes were almost bleeding:

"Ma Shouji! You know better than me who caused this war! So don't just sit here and watch me from the sidelines. This is a war for the entire Holy One Church, and you, the Ma faction, will shed blood!"

"Director Li, I don't understand what you're saying."

Ma Shouji is a middle-aged man who looks quite elegant. He is in his early 40s. He is wearing a golf suit that is easy to move around. He is spinning a gold-plated golf club in his hand. Looking at Li Zaizhong, he said with a smile:

"Director Li, the entire Holy One Church knows that your Li group is in charge of security, and my horse group is only in charge of business. Now I don't know what misunderstanding happened to the Honglei Gang, and they insist on starting a war with our church."

"But no matter why the war started, it is the work of your Li team. It has nothing to do with my horse team. What's more, the people on my side are only good at business, and they can't do it with knives and guns."

Ma Shouji understood Li Zaizhong's doubts about him very well, but he didn't want to explain, and he couldn't explain it, because the relationship between their second in command and third in command meant that it was impossible to live in harmony.

What's more, as long as Shi Dong leaves the president and returns to the west, there will definitely be a deadly battle between the two of them, so there is no need to explain any misunderstandings before that.

What Ma Shouji has to do now is to thank that unsung hero for causing so much trouble for Li Zaizhong with a grateful heart, and for making him enjoy watching the show happily.

Watching Li Zaizhong lead his men into the battle with Honglei Gang, and then under the roar of guns, the strength in his hands was greatly weakened.

"Ma Shouji! You bastard! You fucking started a war secretly, but you want me to take the blame for you. Believe it or not, I will shoot you right now!"

Li Zaizhong yelled and took out his pistol, and yelled at Ma Shouji's forehead: "I tell you clearly, I can't get over it! Don't you fucking think about it!"

"enough!!!"

"I'm not dead yet!!!"

Seeing the second and third child who were getting louder and more fierce, and even started to draw their guns, Shi Dongchu, the boss, couldn't sit still.

Over 65 years old, he kept patting the wooden table in front of him with such anger that he seemed to want to smash his old bones away.

"Sorry, old man, I just..."

Li Zaizhong calmed down, he still respected this big brother who raised him from a young gangster to today.

"sit down!"

Shi Dongchu scolded Li Zaizhong, then turned to look at Ma Shouji.

For the second-in-command who controlled the church's finances, Shi Dongchu felt more and more difficult to control this person in recent years.

In particular, Ma Shouji could wear a golf suit to meet him, which is already disrespectful in the Korean society that pays attention to seniority.

"Shouji."

"President."

"you……"

"President, I really didn't play tricks in the dark. I can tell God...no, I can swear to my parents. I really didn't interfere in this shit. It's all shit made by Li Zaizhong himself. Just wipe it off yourself."

Ma Shouji was telling the truth, but neither Shi Dongchu nor Li Zaizhong would believe a word he said.

"Whoo~~~"

With another long sigh, Shi Dongchu rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly, and said, "You should know that the problem we are facing now is not just the group of bikers from the Hulei Gang, but the entire underground world of Tulsa."

"All of them will think that this is a war we provoked on our own initiative. This will be a major test for our survival in Tulsa. If we don't handle it well, we may have to pack up and go back to South Korea. .”

Shi Dong spoke earnestly, and Li Zaizhong also began to chime in: "So, our only choice now is to concentrate all our strength and cleanly kill the Honglei Gang, so as to deter other mafia organizations with malicious intentions."

Clap clap clap clap.

Seeing the two singing together, Ma Shouji smiled and applauded.

"Beautiful, really beautiful rhetoric, but what is more beautiful than the rhetoric is the tacit cooperation between the two of you."

"Seriously, President, I am also the life and death brother who has walked with you step by step to this day. Why have you never once turned to me when I had a dispute with Director Li?"

"Aren't you too biased?"

As Ma Shouji said, he stood up from the chair, put the gold-plated golf club on his shoulder, and walked towards the door leisurely: "Okay, I'm going to play golf with a client in the afternoon, and talk about a million-dollar deal." , I won’t waste time with you two.”

"I still say the same thing, whoever shits, wipe it off by himself, don't come to me, I'm disgusting!"

After speaking, Ma Shouji carried the golf clubs and walked away, taking away almost a quarter of the younger brothers in the chapel.

He left, leaving only Li Zaizhong, Shi Dongchu, and a bunch of low-level council members looking at each other.

The entire office was silent for half a minute. Li Zaizhong looked at Shi Dongchu, then at the other directors present and said:

"President, and all the directors, he Ma Shouji is a bastard and a coward, but we are not! I can keep the church without him Ma Shouji!"

Li Zaizhong was mobilizing impassionedly before the war. Chairman Shi Dongchu beside him pulled his sleeves and motioned him to sit down and talk.

"President?"

"Zai Zhong."

Breathing in air-conditioning, Chairman Shi Dongchu approached Li Zaizhong's ear, and said very embarrassedly: "With Shouji's current state, I'm afraid he won't be able to wait until the day I die of old age, so..."

Shi Dongchu didn't continue talking, but just patted Li Zaizhong on the shoulder, and then walked away with the secretary behind him.

Seeing that the chairman has left, why are the other young directors still holding back, one by one, they gave out blunt reasons, quickly left the office, and took away their little brother who was three melons and two dates.

In Nuo Da's conference room, only Li Zaizhong was left in a blink of an eye.

He looked around, looked at the office chairs whose aftershocks had not subsided, directly picked up his own seat, and smashed towards those empty seats one by one.

"Xi Ba! Xi Ba! Xi Ba! Xi Ba! Xi Ba!"

Li Zaizhong vented violently.

More than once, the urge to tease and give up has arisen in my heart.

But he is different from other directors, he is the director in charge of security, if he really dares to put down the challenge, then what awaits him is the impeachment of the board of directors.

He didn't want to do it, and some people coveted his position.

"Ah Xiba!!!"

In the end, Li Zaizhong, who barely calmed down after smashing his seat against Shi Dongchu's, staggered out of the meeting room and came to the same empty chapel.

About [-] internal thugs of the Holy One Sect who had gathered here had left for almost three-quarters at this moment, leaving only about [-] younger brothers who belonged directly to Li Zaizhong standing in the chapel with their heads downcast.

Now the fear of war in the chapel is even greater.

Seeing the younger brothers in other groups, one by one, leaving the stage safely and staying away from the war, these younger brothers who were subordinates looked at this, and even began to regret why they had to hang out with Li Zaizhong.

Of course, you can see what the younger brothers are thinking, and this also makes Li Zaizhong, who was already angry, completely fall into the abyss of anger.

He rushed forward, grabbed the collar of a boy with a bitter face, raised his hand and slapped him in the face:

"Hold your head up for me!"

"Are you all dead families? Who are you showing your face to each other!"

While cursing and hitting, Li Zaizhong slapped his face all the way to Luo Meng.

The fear of war is contagious.

The courage to fight is equally contagious.

Seeing the fierce fighting intent on Luo Meng's face, Li Zaizhong's heart came alive instantly without even needing to speak. He clenched his raised palm into a fist, then squeezed his lips hard, and hugged Luo Meng into his arms :

"Ren Yong, I knew it, my vision was right!"

"Even if these wastes scare the diapers, I still have your sharpest long sword with me!"

Looking at Lee Jae Joong who was tightly hugging Luo Meng, Kim Sang Cheol was a little dumbfounded, he just wanted to ask now:

And me?

He is a long sword, what am I?

Chapter 068 Are You Magneto?Why can the bullet be fixed!

In traditional western movies.

The scene of the final battle between the two gangs usually takes place in an old-school cowboy bar next to the road.

at dusk.

The blood-red sunset shone through the blinds into the dull bar, adding a sense of chill to the already suffocating atmosphere inside.