Feng Quan, the No. 4 giant of the newly rising Green Gang, appeared at the end, people were in good spirits on happy occasions, and their spirits were good, coupled with brand-name suits and leather shoes, they really had a bit of a boss's style, drilling out more than a million Hummers, five or six horse boys surrounded by left and right, Feng Quan swaggered into the quaint bungalow.
Zhao Baliang and others invited him to get together, what he was plotting, he knew it, entered the gorgeous hall, and greeted a group of cattle who had not looked at him at all before, and no one wanted to offend the "whole brother" who was said to be very narrow-minded.
"Oh, Xiaoquanzi is here, I miss the distance, forgive my sins."
Zhao Baliang bit the text and chewed the words, facing Feng Quan with a spring breeze on his face, and shouted "Xiao Quanzi" in a strange manner, full of disdain and mockery, as if to express a meaning to people, you kid is nothing more than a minion, don't feel like a bull fork.
Last week, he was still playing tricks by Rong Ye's side, and he needed to be impressed in a few days, of course, it made everyone's eyes red, and it was not a taste of sour in his heart, Feng Quan laughed a few times indifferently, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Brother Eight or two, I am fortunate to step into this Yaochi Club, I feel that Bei'er has face, you welcome it again, how can you afford it, don't say much politely, I hope that our brothers with the same root and sect will get along in harmony in the future, and make a lot of money." ” "Phew" The man on Zhao Baliang's side lowered his head and spat thick phlegm, almost shooting Feng Quan's shiny Italian handmade leather shoes, and the dusty wooden floor suddenly had a small piece of white and yellow sticky, which was extremely eye-catching, and in the gorgeous hall, seventy or eighty people were sitting or standing The bull ghosts and snake gods were suddenly silent, and they smelled the gunpowder smell of the Qing Gang's infighting.
"Xiao Chen, why are you so rude, go and apologize to Brother Quan."
Zhao Ba smiled insincerely, Xiao Chen is a good seedling cultivated by him, his brain is good and he can do things, and he is ruthless enough, his kung fu alone impresses Ah Kun, and he can be on his own for a few more years.
Xiao Chen, who was arrogant and arrogant, saw that the guy who was inferior to him in the past, and at this moment, he was full of boss style, and he was angry, and said with a sneer: "Feng Quan, you are really fucking lucky, you have gained such a big benefit, how can you honor our eight or two brothers, how can you honor the other two as family members" "Filial piety" Feng Quan pretended to be stunned, and then shook his head and chuckled, who thought that this pretending behavior completely angered Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen rushed out with an arrow, grabbed him by the collar, and the two horses with big shoulders and round waists next to him just wanted to move, and were bowed left and right by the fierce Xiao Chen, kicked down with two legs in a row, and hummed while covering his stomach.
"Pretending to be your mother, I really think of myself as a big brother, Feng Quan, believe it or not, I'll stab you to death now" Xiao Chen pulled Feng Quan closer, almost shouting against Brother Quan's face, what kind of character Xiao Chen has, Feng Quan knows quite well, the position of the eldest brother is not hot, and he is playing hard with this kid, there is no need.
Feng Quan's face was ugly, he didn't squeak, in fact, he was also stunned, Zhao Baliang glanced back at the other two members of the Qing Gang, approached Feng Quan, and said with a smile: "Feng Quan, the old man is dead, it doesn't matter who is in charge, but you kid is generous, the old man has so much business, and controls the smuggling transactions of the Qing Gang, you give thirty percent to the brothers, and the brothers will naturally do their best to take care of you and help you sit in this position, what do you think?"
At this time, Feng Quan, who was lonely, felt powerless, and secretly thought that if there was no support from Boss Zhao, how could this green gang have its own share The door of the crunch hall opened, and two black-clothed fierce men with a murderous aura stood sideways against the door, and then a young man who was absolutely strange in the eyes of the Vladivostok bastard appeared, his naturally drooping left hand was stuck in half a cigarette, his steps were steady and powerful, and the eyes that swept towards everyone were sharp and indifferent, many people were dumbfounded, and there was a kind of person who was outstanding even among tens of millions of people, how could this person not be so Behind the young man was a giant with bulging muscles, his tendons and flesh seemed to be as hard as iron and stone, Xiao Chen, who was still holding Feng Quan's collar, raised his eyes to look at the door, and suddenly felt an unprecedented oppressive force, his heart sank, and the oppressive momentum of the uninvited guest made him feel uneasy.
"It's up to the owner to beat the dog" Tang Feng pulled a chair and sat down, slowly took a puff of cigarette, stared at Zhao Baliang, the tiger idiot took half a step forward, stretched out his arm and hooked his fingers towards Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen was arrogant, glanced at the silent master, let go of Feng Quan, and rushed towards the tiger idiot in small steps, until two meters apart, he vented his explosive power and performed the most exquisite and gorgeous taekwondo leg technique.
Koreans boast that taekwondo is the embodiment of the highest level of leg skills, and it is a beautiful art, Tang Feng looked at it calmly, as if he was smiling, taekwondo should be regarded as art, then the entertainment industry should be called the art of dedication by stripping, the tiger idiot pouted, and the disdain was overflowing.
Xiao Chen volleyed his legs, his muscles were strong and hard calves and stomachs smashed the shoulder of the tiger idiot, he practiced on weekdays, and easily smashed three three-centimeter-thick hardwood boards with one leg with all his strength, the power of which can be imagined, but the giant in front of him was really hit by a leg, and he didn't move at all with a sneering smile on his face.
Could it be that Xiao Chen was stunned by the iron body, the tiger idiot wrapped a pair of big hands around his waist, ran forward, and hit the wall with ancient paintings hanging on the front, people saw Xiao Chen hanging on the shoulders of the "giant", unable to break free from the rough big hands, and quickly approached the thick wall. disheveled The timid people hurriedly closed their eyes, hearing the dull crashing sound, their hearts trembled, cold sweat flowed, the brave ones were also stunned by the miserable scene, Feng Quan was sandwiched between the wall and the giant, squeezed to death, looking at the situation, the kid's whole body bones did not know how many pieces were broken, and he was silent for a while.
Tang Feng glanced at the tiger idiot lightly, threw away the cigarette butt, stared at the frightened Zhao Baliang with a side face, and asked: "Feng Quan sits in the position of the eldest brother, what do you and the others want, or if you are not convinced, just tell me." ” Tang Feng asked, Zhao Baliang didn't hear it, just turned his head and stared at Xiao Chen who died of anger for a moment, most of the big brothers who know the sinister of the rivers and lakes will not let their children take this road, and their children take root in the United States to do legitimate business, so they work hard to cultivate Xiao Chen and find a caring person to take over the position, even if he Zhao Baliang is old and doesn't want to show his head or wash his white clothes, he can still call for wind and rain in the underworld, and the underworld as a support.
Xiao Chen finished playing so happily, and after a wishful thinking in vain, Zhao Baliang was furious.
In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, the tiger idiot kills people blatantly, the means are fierce and fierce, Xiao Chen, who was arrogant and domineering a few minutes ago, is like a puddle of mud lying on the ground, fame, power, and money disappear with the end of his life, and he has nothing to lose his life, I am afraid that the most painful thing in life is that there is a rich, powerful and beautiful woman but no life to enjoy. t1706231537: