"Liu...Mr. Liu?" Wang Kun was stunned for a moment, and then asked cautiously: "Wen...Brother Wen, is this...this Mr. Liu yours?"
He is still a little confused until now, and he can't figure out why the trouble he brought to Liu Mang provoked Feng Huawen, a crazy young man.
"Even my dad has to respectfully call him Mr. Liu, what do you think?!" Feng Huawen glanced at Wang Kun indifferently, then slowly walked up to Liu Mang, then respectfully handed him a cigarette, and then said The man lowered his head under his shocked eyes and shouted in awe: "I'm sorry, Mr. Liu, Xiaowen is late!"
Uh-huh!
Wang Kun and other racing gang members were completely shocked and their eyes were dull.
The top young master in Guizhou City actually called a young man in his twenties Mr. Liu? And he calls himself Xiaowen? Is this... is he crazy? ?
Some people around Feng Huawen who didn't know that Liu Mang was scary were also stunned and looked at Liu Mang in astonishment!
What is the identity of this Mr. Liu? How could Feng Huawen, a top young man, be so in awe
"Haha, Feng Huawen, Feng Huawen, you are getting more and more interesting!" Liu Mang murmured in his heart, and then under the horrified eyes of everyone, he stretched out a hand to take the cigarette from Feng Huawen, and then put it in his mouth .
"Mr. Liu, Xiaowen will light a cigarette for you!" Seeing Liu Mang put the cigarette into his mouth, Feng Huawen quickly lit it!
Peng!
Looking at Liu Mang who was extremely respectful, and looking at Liu Mang who was smoking with an indifferent expression, Wang Kun finally understood what kind of big shot he had offended, and knelt down directly on the ground: "No, Liu... Mr. Liu, I was wrong. Oh, please have mercy on me!"
"Feng Huawen, how can I spare his life?" Liu Mang said indifferently.
"Mr. Liu, leave this matter to me!" As soon as Liu Mang finished speaking, Feng Huawen straightened his face and said respectfully to Liu Mang, then turned around and slapped Wang Kun directly in the face.
Snapped!
Wang Kun almost rolled to the ground, terrified.
"Just now, you said you were wrong?" Feng Huawen looked at Wang Kun coldly! The voice was filled with an extremely suppressed anger.
As he said before, if Wang Kun only provoked him, he might forgive him... However, this Wang Kun dared to slap Liu Mang. This... is simply unforgivable!
"Feng... Master Feng, I was wrong, I was really wrong!" Wang Kun's voice trembled!
"Wrong? What's wrong?" Feng Huawen said coldly.
"I... I'm blind to sight. I shouldn't have troubled Mr. Liu, I shouldn't have provoked Mr. Liu... and... I shouldn't have slapped Mr. Liu!" Wang Kun said in horror.
"Since you made a mistake, you have to pay the price!" Feng Huawen said coldly.
"No, Mr. Feng, we have already paid the price. Our cars have been smashed by you!" Wang Kun and others were horrified.
"The car is just an external possession, and the price is too light. Besides, it's just the price you pay for kicking me!" Feng Huawen said indifferently.
After that, he said to his men: "Come on, give each of them another twenty slaps, and let them remember it before talking!"
"No!" A group of speedsters trembled all over.
However, Feng Huawen's men didn't seem to notice. They stepped forward and struck the racing gangsters in the face with their bows from left and right.
Liu Mang just stood there indifferently, smoking a cigarette and looking at this scene meaningfully!
A minute later, the faces of these racing gangsters were already blood red.
Seeing that his face was covered with blood, Feng Huawen waved his hand gently, shouted back his men, and then said indifferently: "Our matter is over now! Now it's Mr. Liu's matter!!"
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"No, Master Feng, spare your life!" Wang Kun was trembling with fear all over!
Feng Huawen alone almost lost half his life... and when Liu Mang was involved, he really couldn't imagine how miserable he would be!
"Come here! Bring me the knife!!" Feng Huawen said with a cold expression on his face! !
A machete was handed over.
"Master Feng, you... what are you going to do?" Wang Kun's face was filled with fear and his face was pale.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you!" Feng Huawen said coldly, holding a knife in his hand.
After saying that, Feng Huawen shouted loudly: "Just now which hand did you say hit Mr. Liu? Stretch out your hand!"
Wang Kun collapsed completely, with cold sweat streaming down his face. He kowtowed and begged for mercy, "No, Master Feng... don't kill me... Please spare my life for the sake of my father, Wang Yiyi!"
"Wang Yiyi? Don't say he is Wang Yiyi, even if he is Wang Yiyi, it is useless." Feng Huawen said indifferently. As he spoke, he gently shook the machete in his hand!
In an instant, a frightening cold light flashed!
Wang Kun was so frightened that he fell to the ground, then walked up to Liu Mang on his knees and begged: "No, Mr. Liu, please have mercy on me! Please have mercy on me! I was wrong, I was really wrong!"
Liu Mang blew out a puff of thick smoke, then stretched out a hand and gently touched his face... That face had just been slapped by Wang Kun!
As he said before, no one has slapped him in a long time!
"Wang Kun, do you still remember what I said before?" Liu Mang gently exhaled a puff of smoke, sprayed it directly on Wang Kun's face, and said indifferently!
Uh-huh!
Cold sweat poured down from Wang Kun's head again!
"I said before that no one has dared to slap me in the face for a long time, and I also said that almost all the people who have been slapped in the face are dead!" Liu Mang said again!