Bonnie was stunned by Zhang Feng's domineering words, and looked at Zhang Feng's back dumbly, until a few black suit thugs surrounded Zhang Feng, she was relieved.
"You fool?"
Stomping her feet in anger, Bonnie looked around and found that there was an old rotten mop in the corner. She rushed over, picked up the mop, trampled the mop head off, and was about to run across the street holding the stick.
It seemed that she planned to use the mop stick as a weapon to rescue Zhang Feng.
When she looked across the street, she was stunned.
I saw that the four thugs who surrounded Zhang Feng just now were all lying on the ground, with twists and turns, as if they were dead.
"I... I'm going?"
Bonnie held the stick, as if struck by lightning, completely stunned.
In her mind, she was so black that she would be a thug. She didn't even hold a few breaths in front of Zhang Feng, and she was knocked down with all the effort she took to remove the mop head.
Is Zhang Feng too powerful, or are these thugs all silver-like wax-headed guns, vulnerable to a single blow
At this moment, Zhang Feng looked back at her, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then stepped up the stairs without looking back. Western-style buildings always have stairs at the gate, which is very annoying.
"I... Shall I go and see?"
Bonnie hesitated, his mixed-race face was tangled, and the exotic style looked more beautiful.
After a brief thought, she trot across the street holding the stick, walked up the stairs, and looked into the night arena.
One probe, there was a scream in front of her, which scared her almost to be on the ground. When the probe looked again, the boss opened her mouth in shock.
I saw Zhang Feng standing in the middle of the night market, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and slamming it on the hand of a black suit fighter.
The thugs fell down, frightened the hundreds of men and women who were in the nightclub screaming again.
"Who are you, come here to make trouble at Nan's boss?"
A thug in a suit asked loudly, but his voice trembled a little, betraying his nervousness.
There were more than a dozen thugs around, round and round Zhang Feng, but no one dared to rush forward. Zhang Feng's blow to the bottle killed them.
"There are a lot of people. It seems that Nan Liu's mobilized manpower has been put back. It seems that I have delayed a lot of time." Zhang Feng sneered, holding half of the wine bottle in his hand and looking at the sharp glass break. It makes people palpitate.
"who are you
"The suit thug shouted again.
Zhang Feng looked at him indifferently, and said faintly: "Don't you know that I was the one who made the death fight at the dock at Nanliu tonight?"
"Are you Zhang Feng?!!!"
The suit thugs screamed, scared all thugs back.
A pair of eyes full of horror stared at Zhang Feng, but no one showed a fierce expression. Before that, Zhang Feng had knocked down the morale of Nan Liu's subordinates. At this time, when he arrived, the name was enough to calm these people.
I just used a wine bottle to kill the prestige, which was a bit superfluous.
Zhang Feng didn't care about this. He took a cigarette out of his pocket, lit the cigarette with a limited commemorative Dupont lighter, and spit out a puff of blue smoke.
"If the cigarette is burned out, this place will be enveloped by fire. I don't want to kill people. You can run for your life."
The voice returned in the silent night hall, and the laser spotlight was still working, making the atmosphere very strange.
The men and women of the food and drink quietly moved to the door, and a dozen thugs did not dare to step forward.
Zhang Feng took another cigarette, and before the smoke was spit out, he threw out the half of the wine bottle in his hand.
No one can escape at lightning speed!
"Bang!" The man in the suit was beckoned on the head, his scalp was cut with a terrifying cut, blood splashed, and he screamed and fell to the ground.
A blow from the bottle marked the beginning of the battle.
Zhang Feng didn't leave his hands at all, the great master's strength completely exploded, and every move would knock a thug in the air, like a celestial woman dispersing flowers, in a mere ten seconds, a dozen brawny men with kung fu, all flew out. .
There was only Zhang Feng standing in the middle of the hall, screaming again and again, the men and women who came out to play, one by one ran faster than the other, almost forming a gangbang at the gate.
On the contrary, Bonnie, who was peeking at the door, saw this scene clearly.
"My God, is this guy really Superman?"
Bonnie was confused. She had never seen a real warrior take action. She remembered that Zhongnan Liu's subordinates were the most powerful, but she did not expect that Zhang Feng would be so powerful as soon as she made a move.
All the customers in the night market ran away. Bonnie looked at it again and saw Zhang Feng walked into the bar and overturned the wine cabinet in one hand. All the wine bottles were broken.
Then, he really threw the cigarette butt on the liquor all over the floor...
No light!
Zhang Feng was embarrassed and cursed secretly
The sound level was too low, so I quickly took out the lighter and planned to ignite it directly.
"No!"
At this time, the man's shout came, still in standard Chinese.
Zhang Feng looked up and saw that on the stairs leading to the second floor, several people appeared. The leader was wearing a suit and glasses. At first glance, one might think it was a white-collar worker.
But after he introduced himself, people knew that this guy was actually Nan Liu's eldest brother, Kerry.
Kerry is a standard *** person, well-educated, but unfortunately he did not use it in the right way. Instead, he followed the South Six to mix in society. The power of the South Six grew stronger and stronger. He rose with the tide and became the most powerful of the South Six. Subordinates.
Not the most profitable, but Kerry is definitely the most profitable one.
He manages all the night scenes in the southern part of San Fei, and at the same time, he is responsible for the poison in the entire city.
"Are you Zhang Feng?"
Kerry helped his glasses, the standard white-collar smile, the eyes hidden behind the glasses, but sulky.
Zhang Feng played with a lighter and said indifferently: "If you have something to say quickly, don't delay my arson. Of course, you can also let me turn a simple arson into a murderous arson!"
He said that he would put the lit lighter on the bar full of liquor.
"No!" Kerry yelled and said eagerly: "Mr. Zhang Feng, please don't do it. I can give you money, a lot of money, as long as you let me go!"
"Do you think I am short of money?"
Zhang Feng laughed and looked at him with contempt.
Knowing that he had said something wrong, Kerry quickly changed his words: "If Mr. Zhang Feng is not short of money, then you must like beautiful women. I can call the shots and give you 20 women. They are young girls!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng's eyes suddenly turned murderous, and the tunic suit on his body automatically turned without wind.
"I hate taking women as gifts the most. You said something wrong, idiot!"
After that, the lighter was placed next to the bar, and the flame quickly ignited the liquor. In just a few seconds, one side of the hundreds of square meters of the hall was enveloped by a sea of flames.
"Zhang Feng, you are too much, give me... kill him!" Kerry furiously took out a spray from his back and pointed at Zhang Feng.
Several people around him also took out weapons from their arms. Seven or eight people shot Zhang Feng randomly...
(End of this chapter)