The Magnificent God of War

Macri grabbed Kent's hair with one hand, and said coldly, "Having lost his way?"

"Kent, you think too much, there is no savior, and no one can save you, understand."

He couldn't help laughing, laughing contemptuously, even more ridiculously, "The one named Jiang Ning, I am afraid he would not even dare to come to the casino again, do you know why?"

"He offended the Slanka family!"

"He made the princess of the Sri Lanka's belly bigger! He got into trouble, hahahaha!"

This is a shame and shame for the Slanka family!

There is no doubt that Jiang Ning will die, and there is no need to doubt.

They found out clearly that Lin had already stopped, and it was only a matter of time before he was kicked out of the casino.

And that Jiang Ning hasn't responded yet, so how dare he respond?

Kent knelt on the ground, was grabbed by Macri's hair, struggling to raise his head, and sneered: "Macri...you will regret it!"

"You don't know Jiang Ning at all...you...hehehe, you will definitely regret it!"

"Snapped!"

Macri slapped Kent's face severely.

"regret?"

"No, don't worry, even if he comes, I'm not afraid."

He laughed, "It's you, Kent, do you regret it now? You dared to disrespect me before regretting it."

"Take it out and hang it up!"

Maclilang said, "Let everyone in the 8th block see what will happen to the people they trust!"

Two people immediately stepped forward, one left and the other right, dragging Kent like a dead dog, dragging him directly out, and hanging on the wall on the corner of the street.

Macri squinted his eyes and turned to look at the others.

"How many do you plan to divide this eighth block?"

"What resources can the slums have? Even if my goods are delivered here, few people can afford them."

"Macri, if you want it, give it to you. I am not interested. I only need Dawson's 100 million dollars!"

People in other neighborhoods are all staring at Macri, and the meaning is obvious? I can't say anything about it.

This eighth block is close to Macri's ninth block. It is the most suitable for him. Others can't arrange for someone to come here to manage it.

"My one hundred million dollars, you split it equally."

Macri is not a fool, he understands what they mean.

Money, he doesn't care, he has to get back the shameless face before!

Anyway, he would take back all the billion dollars from the eighth block.

Outside, in the corner.

"what--"

Kent screamed, convulsing badly all over.

The palm of his hand was directly pierced with a nail and firmly nailed to the wall!

The blood immediately stained the wall red, and it was shocking to see!

"This is the fate of offending Macri!"

Someone yelled, "From today, in this eighth block, you can only listen to Macri, who dares not to be obedient, hehe..."

The cold eyes scanned around, watching the crowd, many people were ready to move, and directly raised the knives in their hands!

"Those who have ideas, just go. Now, all the big guys in the neighborhood are staring here. As long as you are not afraid of death, come up."

In the crowd, some of Kent's subordinates were eager to break their teeth!

They dare not expose themselves, because many of their companions have already died tragically under their hands.

These beasts!

But watching Kent being nailed to the wall, they couldn't wait to rush up, even if they died, they would fight with them.

"Look for Lin!"

One of them trembled, "Looking for Lin's person! Go! Go!"