Incompetent men kill women, you are not...
Well, this sentence doesn't seem to be a curse, but a compliment, right
Zhang Feng was pondering for a long time, as if there was no excuse to trouble Bonnie, he simply let her go with a cold snort.
Turn around and leave, don't want to continue pestering her.
"Huh... escaped a little life." Bonny clapped his chest, looked scared, and secretly said that he was witty and quickly followed Zhang Feng's footsteps.
To be honest, she didn't know why she had to follow Zhang Feng, perhaps because she felt that this man could change her plight, or perhaps it was purely because Zhang Feng gave her an inexplicable sense of security.
After crossing the intersection, there was a nightclub not far away. Zhang Feng walked over without saying a word.
The nightclub has been closed, and the news of Kerry's attack has spread, and all his men are guarded at the entrance of the nightclub.
Zhang Feng walked straight over, and they immediately became alert. Someone immediately raised a machete and shouted, screaming, meaning: Get out!
"What did you say?" Zhang Feng stopped and asked.
The little bastard holding the knife was stunned, staring at Zhang Feng's face, squinting, and waiting for him to see clearly, he jumped up to a height of more than a meter, and made a very difficult twist in the air before landing. Ran towards his family.
"Zhang Feng is here, it's the demon!"
It's still babbling, Zhang Feng can't understand it anyway, but he can tell from the expressions of the seventeen or eight thugs at the entrance of the nightclub opposite, they are talking about themselves.
"I am Zhang Feng."
Simply, the identity is clear, and the tone is still indifferent.
"..."
After a brief silence, seventeen or eight thugs holding sharp weapons scattered and fled with a bang. One ran faster than the other, and in the blink of an eye they got into an alley, leaving only Zhang Feng alone in the middle of the road. .
"Shouldn't it all be brave and fierce? Why did you run away?" Zhang Feng touched his chin and said to himself.
"Someone ran out of the nightclub just now. It should be Kerry's men. Your reputation has been spread." Bonnie walked to Zhang Feng and said in a slightly ridiculous tone, with a small face. The expression is flattering, making it unclear what she is
What do you mean.
Zhang Feng glared at her, didn't bother to pay attention, went straight into the nightclub, and used the wine in the bar to order the nightclub.
Back on the road, Zhang Feng didn't even look at the flames rising into the sky, took out his mobile phone, and sent Xue Chen a WeChat message.
"The fourth place."
Succinctly and concisely, with no other supplements, I took my phone and took Bonnie straight to the next game.
Bonnie leads the way like a traitor...
There are two masters, Zhang Feng and Xue Chen, in San Fei city. The industry of Nanliu is bad luck. In just two hours, 16 properties were swallowed by everyone, and the city’s firefighting was too busy. One can only let a big fire burn all a ** shop, bar, and casino.
In the manor on the outskirts of the city, Nanliu took the people back to his home. The entire manor was immediately guarded. In addition to the original guards, there were also forty or fifty people he brought back, totaling more than 100 people.
These people are all the elite strengths of Nan Liu, among them there are two 8th-rank martial artists, and the rest are all 7th-rank martial artists.
It can be seen that Nanliu can control a city, and it also has some strength.
"Boss, our industry is over, and there are countless manpower losses!" The younger brother in charge of communication, Nan Liu's confidant, rushed into the villa, his feet weakened, and fell in front of Nan Liu.
"It's all over?"
Nan Liu's state is very strange, there is no shock, no anger, or even fear and sadness. It is a strange calm. His eyes are like stagnant water and there is no wave, and people will feel palpitations at the first glance.
The messenger brother raised his head and glanced up, and was so scared that he lowered his head in a hurry and did not dare to respond.
In the big living room, in addition to Nan Liu, there are two middle-aged people standing quietly behind the sofa, both of them holding hands, a row of masters, with a strong momentum.
In addition, there are more than a dozen brawny men in black suits. One is more fierce than the other. They are Nanliu’s direct line of combat power. Each is born and died following Nanliu and killed from the streets. Killing is for them. , It's commonplace.
"If you don't have it, it's all there. I still have people. I don't need to rebuild the industry for a month." Nan Liu sat on the sofa, the mood swings were not noticeable.
No one in the big living room responded, they were all under Nan Liu, knowing
Dao boss's temper.
"Old... Boss, if Zhang Feng comes here, we... can we stop him?" The messaging boy asked nervously.
In fact, the name of this man is Ma Sen, a native of Nanliu, a distant relative of Nanliu, he is quite clever, Nanliu can not save face and leave him by his side as an assistant, in fact, is a small attendant.
Others didn't dare to ask, Ma Sen dared, after all, he was a relative. It was great to be slapped a few times, so that he wouldn't lose his life.
Hearing that, Nan Liu stared at him with gloomy eyes, "You mean, I should run away?"
Ma Sen was staring at him and swallowed, and cautiously said: "Boss, Zhang Feng killed a lot of us. It can be seen that the strength is very strong. There is a saying in China that it is good to tell the hero not to suffer the immediate loss. Let's leave San Fei and wait. Zhang Feng is gone, and will come back to clean up the mess, after all..."
Speaking of this, he took a peek at Nan Liu's face and couldn't see the happiness or anger, so he bit the bullet and continued, "After all, face and lizi are more important than lizi."
After that, he took a few steps back quickly, for fear that Nan Liu would be angry with himself, if he was killed by mistake, that would be wronged.
After a long while, Nan Liu stared at Ma Sen, and asked every word: "You mean, let me run away?"
"No, no, no!" Ma Sen looked horrified, "Boss, I mean, let's stay away from the edge for the time being, and leave the green hills without worrying about the firewood!"
Although this guy speaks in the local dialect, the allusions of China are one set.
Nan Liu was silent, stood up slowly, picked up the phone on the sofa table, and threw it directly out, hitting Ma Sen on the head. He was smashed on the spot.
"Whoever dares to propose to escape, I will kill him!"
Nan Liu glanced over the people in the living room with a cold look, letting go of his voice and shouted: "My Nan Liu was born in a humble background. It was because of hard work and brotherhood that I got to the point where I am today. Now, Zhang Feng wants to burn me down. If he comes to kill me again, I will let him pay the price.
All listen well, in this battle, the family members of those who died in the battle can get fifty thousand dollars, and the disabled, I will raise him to death! "
The roar spread, these thugs who had walked with Nanliu until today, shouted immediately, the roar was messy, but full of momentum...
(End of this chapter)