My name is Liu Yong, from Shenyang.
At the Marriott Hotel on Qingnian Street, a big boss from Xiangjiang was playing coy with me, but I slapped him down.
"In Shenyang, you stopped!"
The big guys in Beijing kidnapped my younger brother, stabbed my Uncle Dong, and said they killed my father.
I pulled the shotgun out from under the bed.
"If you dare to touch my family, you will have a long life."
At Hunhe Pier, I pointed the gun at Gu's head.
He asked me if I dared to shoot.
I laughed: Northeastern people annoy you the most, you can try it.
