"Boss!"
Twenty strong men, together with the chubby Ding Xiaoshan, shouted loudly and bowed to Zhang Feng at the same time.
In this scene, the twenty or thirty bastards and their families present, as well as Chen Peng and two traffic policemen, were all suppressed.
There was no sound on the mountain road, everyone was like a sculpture, their expressions were astonished, sluggish, and motionless.
"All stand up, don't make it like a funeral!"
Zhang Feng said, waving his hand casually.
Twenty brawny men all straightened up and walked over in stride. The gangsters who got in the way evaded in a hurry, with a frightened expression. They surrounded Zhang Feng and Ye Qingxuan like bodyguards.
However, the two traffic policemen were dumbfounded, and they were also "protected", at a loss for what to do.
No matter who it was, he had never seen this kind of battle, and thought he had met a real gangster, even if it was the ostentation of Brother Qinglong, it was not as good as this moment.
"Boss, what do you think these people do?"
Dog-legged Ding Xiaoshan stood beside Zhang Feng with a bow and back, his fierce eyes swept over the gangsters present, and everyone was trembling with his gaze.
He played the role of a dog leg to the fullest.
Zhang Feng nodded slightly to him, looked at Chen Peng sitting on the ground, and asked faintly: "Your name is Chen Peng, right? Now I ask you, do you still want to kill me?"
Chen Peng wanted to hit his head to death on the road so as not to be humiliated by Zhang Feng. He was just a subordinate of Brother Qinglong. At best, he was just a small outsider. If it weren't for the order of Brother Qinglong, how could he dare to offend Zhang Feng for being like this? Rich and powerful local tyrant
"You... You... Are you not afraid of Brother Qinglong against you?"
Chen Peng intends to grind his teeth hard, hoping that Brother Qinglong will be the same as the legend, with love and righteousness.
"Is it more than people?"
Zhang Feng asked.
"..."
Chen Peng suddenly stunned, and looked at the twenty brawny men standing behind Zhang Feng. Compared with the strength around Brother Qinglong, he always felt that Zhang Feng's head-on was bigger.
Because although there are masters around Qinglong, in front of these people, he loses a lot of momentum, like a professional killer and a street gangster, facing each other, who is born and who is dead, it is clear at a glance.
Many people
No matter how much gangsters,
There is no one or two professional killers with deterrence, and the end of the fight is just like a gangster...
"Um... I am not Qinglong brother, I dare not answer your question!"
Chen Peng is very smart and knows to change the subject.
Zhang Feng was still full of contempt, and turned around and said to Ding Xiaoshan: "Let's just wait here. I want to see if the legendary Qinglong brother has the guts to go up the mountain to meet me!"
Ding Xiaoshan smiled, "Boss, you don't know. At the first intersection under the mountain, there was a bright Wuling Hongguang stop. Dozens of people were stuck in the middle of the road. The ambulances and trailers were blocked by them. We drove over. Yes, those people were frightened to escape. Our car is fast. At this time, they should be chasing."
Zhang Feng didn't ask any more, nodded and returned to Ye Qingxuan, standing with his hands holding hands, looking up at the moon, a group of chic gestures.
"Boy, your Qinglong brother had better come here in person, otherwise, you would be miserable!" Ding Xiaoshan patted Chen Peng on the shoulder, grinning with a cruel smile, and then went back to stand behind Zhang Feng.
Chen Peng's thoughts of crying are all there, and he prays that Brother Qinglong will come soon, otherwise he will be scared to pee.
Two minutes later, the light finally appeared on the mountain road, moving quickly up the mountain along the road, and after a while, we arrived at the scene of the car accident. Wuling Hongguang was bright and there were a lot of cars.
There was a commotion, forty or fifty wearing bells and whistles, a group of people can be recognized from a long distance, surrounded by a shirtless man with a suit, a short figure and a sullen face, walked to Zhang Feng and others. Five meters in front of the person.
On Zhang Feng's side, apart from two traffic policemen, there were only 23 people, and the number of people facing him was at least twice as many. In terms of number, this group had an overwhelming advantage.
"Zhang Feng, our brother Qinglong is here, your kid is miserable!"
Chen Peng's eyes widened to see that it was really Brother Qinglong, and he hurriedly got up and stood up, shouting at Zhang Feng.
"Are you Zhang Feng?"
The middle-aged man in a suit took a step forward and glanced at Zhang Feng with a dismissive look.
He didn't bother to look at the brawny men behind Zhang Feng.
"Brother Qinglong?"
Zhang Feng responded with a rhetorical question.
"Knowing that I am Liu Qinglong, dare to pretend to be forced by me, and be careful not to see the sun tomorrow!" Liu Qinglong tilted his head for a while with cold
Laughter, the laughter is rampant, and the hoarse voice is like sandpaper grinding the wall, which makes people very uncomfortable.
Zhang Feng smiled indifferently: "It seems that you really intend to have more people than me."
Hundreds of people watched. He took off the custom Patek Philippe watch from his wrist and held it above his head: "This watch was left by my father. I don’t know the specific value, but I heard that the watch is directly customized from Patek Philippe. , There is only one piece in the world. I will auction it and sell it for one million euros. It should be no problem.
Liu Qinglong, if your people can get close to me within three steps, this watch is yours. "
After finishing talking, put the precious watch in the palm of your hand and keep weighing it.
Millions of euros are not a small sum for Liu Qinglong. What's more, the seventy or eighty gangsters present, with a pair of eyes, all stared at Zhang Feng's hand.
"Zhang Feng, are you provoking me?"
Liu Qinglong grinned his teeth and asked, in his years as a boss, he has not wiped out the gangsteriness from him. He still looks like an ordinary street gangster, shouting and killing is disgusting.
"Yes, I am provoking you, because after dawn, the name of Brother Qinglong will no longer exist."
Zhang Feng's domineering tone spread, and there were hundreds of people around, no one dared to answer.
"Your kid is dying, and you dare to speak out, and see how I humiliate you after I catch you!" Liu Qinglong was furious, his nostrils enlarged and he was about to spray.
He waved his hand and shouted: "Today I put the words aside, whoever caught Zhang Feng, who owns the piece of Patek Philippe in his hand, everyone else, each will be rewarded with another 10,000 yuan!"
The money is not a small sum, but the person who paid the money is Liu Peijun. He doesn't care about letting his brothers get some benefits.
Eating meat on his own and letting his brothers drink some soup is his way to be a gangster.
The seventy or eighty gangsters around, their eyes became excited, especially the two men standing on both sides of Liu Qinglong's side, showing the ferocious eyes of tigers.
"Give it to me!"
With Liu Qinglong's roar, dozens of people rushed towards Zhang Feng.
"Disciples of the Zhanzi cousin, show them a little color!"
Zhang Feng also waved his hand, and immediately grabbed Ye Qingxuan's waist. The next scene will be more dangerous, and protecting his wife is the point.
(End of this chapter)