Not long after, a group of dark shadows came from the shadows, about thirty or forty. Although the people who came were different in appearance, everyone had a fierce look on their faces, and their waists were bulging. Carrying bad guys.
When these people passed by, the small gangsters who had been on the streets to clear the grounds also gradually entered the flow of people.
Soon, these people crossed the street from the end of the street and disappeared into the night. During the period, there were a few drunk big five and three rough men who were a little dissatisfied with the crowded feeling caused by the sudden arrival of the crowd. They just yelled twice. The result was naturally thrown out without exception.
And the small conflict that just happened, which was not a conflict, did not attract anyone's attention, and even the policemen who were supposed to be patrolling around did not appear from beginning to end.
Twenty minutes later, in an auction house affiliated with Zhongjing Financial Company, not too far from Wangbei Street, a dozen people in ordinary auction uniforms were facing a group of people who suddenly broke into their auction house. He scolded: "Who are you? How can you break into here at will? Do you know what this place is?"
The people who came were just a group of murderers who just appeared on Wangbei Street. One of them, a burly man who was headed by a fierce face, stood up, and slowly asked with an ironic smile on his face: "Where? Are you talking about this? what is the place?"
"Our Lilong auction house belongs to China Capital Finance Company! China Capital Finance! Have you heard of it?"
"Zhongjing Finance? You are looking for Zhongjing Finance!"
The leader spit on the face of the opposite person, then punched out the person standing in front of him.
"Brother Qi! Brother Qi!"
Seeing that their foreman had been beaten by someone in the auction house, they couldn't help but get angry and shouted and picked up the chairs next to them, bottles and other objects were ready to have a fight with the other party.
"Huh, huh!" One of the camps behind the comer walked out, holding a pistol in his hand and pointing at the people who wanted to rush up: "You try it!"
"Don't move!" Qi Ge, who fell on the ground, slowly got up from the ground with blood on the corner of his mouth. He glanced at the gun in the opponent's hand with awe-inspiring eyes, and stopped the impulse of his men.
"Who on earth are you? You actually have prohibited firearms? These are all ordinary employees of the auction house. Don't hurt them. If you have any requirements, tell me."
"Speak to you~ Ah!"
The gunman was talking, and suddenly a flying knife flew out of nowhere, and it quickly slashed through the space in front of everyone, hitting the gunman's right hand holding the gun.
Immediately more than a dozen figures rushed out of the hidden corners, holding the iron rods that had been prepared in their hands, and rushed into the crowd of offenders who had not yet reacted.
"Ah..." The people who succeeded in the assault for a while covered their heads and screamed again and again.
Others also reacted at this time, shouting angrily, pulling out the guys one after another to greet the people coming.
Brother Qi and the people behind him couldn't help but look at each other when they saw this scene, and then they all gritted their teeth, copied the stool bottle in their hands, "yelled", and rushed into the circle of war, starting a big melee.
