"Who are unreliable, you can pick out now."

Li Bai looked at the gangsters coldly. Now he should clear the team and eliminate the unstable elements.

Just now, he saw several unruly eyes, which were all threats.

After all, he is a character in the gang. Gerald Rodney understood Li Bai's words in seconds.

On the surface, he was helping himself establish his authority and clearing the obstacles to controlling the Iron Hand Society, but secretly eliminating the unstable factors that might threaten the three agreements just now.

"I need a gun!"

Before Gerald Rodney finished speaking, a revolver threw it over.

This gun originally belonged to the Iron Hand Club, but now it has become Li Bai's victory. Now it is the original owner.

There are no other unnecessary traces on it except for the fingerprints of the Iron Hand gangsters.

"Boss, leave it to me!"

Jim, a black man who had enough food and drink, patted his chest hard. It was time to express his loyalty to his new master.

Such opportunities are not often present, and once missed, they will never be reborn.

"Can you do it?"

Gerald Rodney looked straight at the other person.

Jim is just a little brother at the bottom of the Iron Hand Club. If someone hadn't called his name, I'm afraid Gerald Rodney might not have remembered him.

"I, Jim, are the most loyal!"

The big and thick black man opened his mouth and looked honest and honest.

People who are not familiar with him are often likely to be deceived by this appearance.

"Then... I'll give you a chance!"

Gerald Rodney hesitated for a moment and threw the pistol that hadn't touched the heat.

Both him and Jim knew very well that it was almost impossible for such a small revolver with a six-hair set to turn around and take the lead.

I'm afraid before I could aim the gun at the other party, I was already slashed into eight petals by a sword.

"I Jim is the most reliable, boss!"

Black Jim can't wait to be loyal to the new and old man, and Gerald Rodney needs to vote for his letter, so does he.

No one here wants to be willing to disappear. Only by insisting on squatting can one survive.

Gerald Rodney's eyes turned around the Iron Hand Club's accomplices, and finally landed on someone, and said with a sneer: "Robin, I know you've been unhappy with me, so now, it's time to finish it! Jim, send him to see Boss Sherlock!"

"Sorry, Robin, this is what the new boss means. If you want to blame, you will blame yourself for your bad luck!"

Bang! ~ Black Jim hooked the trigger without hesitation.

The man who was so angry that he wanted to curse had just opened his mouth, and a blood hole suddenly appeared in the middle of his eyebrows with gunshots, and a big hole was opened in the back of his head. The brain matter mixed with skull fragments sprayed the person behind him.

Robin's final expression of solidifying on his face was filled with incredible surprise, and he seemed unable to believe that Gerald Rodney was going to kill him. Jim, the black man who was called and drunk, actually dared to shoot.

"Ah! I'm shot, I'm shot!"

The gangster who was accidentally injured by the bullet that penetrated his head screamed in anger.

In fact, he was not seriously injured, but just a blood groove was rubbed on his thigh by the bullet.

"Shut up! Idiot!"

The black man who had been called a fool Jim in the past finally had the chance to call someone else a fool, and he felt so secretly happy.

"Charles, sorry, your mouth is not strict enough, and you will be a good person in the next life! Jim!"

Bang! ~

"Cent, you're a good guy, but you're a threat, Jim!"

Bang! ~

Wealth and honor are in danger, but only ruthlessly attacked. Jim got on the pirate ship of Gerard Rodney, and there was no chance of escape. He had only one way to go to the dark.

The times create heroes. Who would have thought that the little character Jim could take this opportunity to really climb to the top and become a hot figure within the Iron Hand Club.

"Charlie..."

Every time Gerald Rodney reports a name, the black Jim will press the other person's head with a revolver and then hook the trigger.

Six bullets replaced six lives, and Li Bai threw another bullet wheel over, and the trial-free execution continued.

Every gunshot will cause an involuntary tremor, until in the end, everyone will become numb. This is fate, you have to admit it!

The members of the Iron Hand Club who survived were as quiet as a cicada, and no one wanted to become the dead souls under the red-eyed Jim gun.

Seventeen more corpses were added among the prisoners, and the survivors were reduced by 10% again.

Gerald Rodney said to Li Bai with red eyes: "Your Excellency, Iron Hand will now have only one voice and one will, all of this will belong to you."

Li Bai said meaningfully: "No, it doesn't belong to me, I am just a passerby, I will be yours!"

The third largest gangster Iron Hand Club in Salt Lake City has been cleaned up this time. If he asked the Iron Hand Club to drive the chicken, the other party would never chase the duck.

"Gerard Rodney does what he says."

Gerald Rodney lowered his head in surrender, and felt relieved in his heart.

As long as he is a hero, no one wants to have more than one Supreme Emperor on his head. When he thinks that these Chinese people will leave sooner or later, no one will compete with him for the iron hand, Gerald Rodney finally felt relieved. The other party was telling the truth and did not deceive himself.

"Now, wait for the police to come over and remember to make a confession. The dead and injured here have nothing to do with us."

Li Bai raised his sword and waved it, and all the ropes on everyone's body broke and loosened.

He was not interested in untiing the other party one by one, and he cut it down with one sword!

"Hi! They are all dangerous elements!"

Seeing that the gangsters were free, the farmers who were attending the BBQ barbecue party were involuntarily nervous, fearing that Li Bai would be bewitched by these bad guys.

It is not a good thing to return to the mountain.

"Don't worry, I'm the dangerous guy!"

Li Bai waved his hands to the farmers who were worried about this and told a nonsense.

The meat prepared by the BBQ party consumed a lot of money, and the police in Salt Lake City finally arrived late as in the movie and TV series.

Seeing the neatly tidied bodies, the police and uncles all took a breath. There were more than a hundred people in this small size!

They immediately turned their doubtful eyes on the Chinese. Before they could speak, the Iron Hands and the farmers rushed to recognize them first and completely exclude the Chinese.

When the victim and the suspect collude with the confession, even the gods will find it difficult to determine the case.

This made the police very embarrassed, but they couldn't be free to prove themselves and put them on the hat. They couldn't say that all the gangsters who voluntarily surrendered were all brainless. Someone had to believe this.

Team leader Shi Boxue was so satisfied with this result that he was no longer satisfied. Li Bai’s blaming technique was amazing, it was no different from selling someone and having to count money for him. He also had to applaud him.
Chapter completed!