Ding Xiaoshan wrote the battle book in only half an hour, sealed it with a white letter, and ran to find Zhang Feng to review it with the leader.
After Zhang Feng read it, he gave a one-word comment: "Go away!"
"Eh!" Ding Xiaoshan promised, and flew out of the ward, for fear that Zhang Feng would teach himself.
However, in his opinion, Zhang Feng would say "get off" when he saw it. Then, the bosses of the Philippines, after watching it, will definitely let them go.
Don't say anything else, clever, there are so many goods.
Later, Wang Yong pointed out the town where the Philippine bosses lived temporarily. Ding Xiaoshan rented a car and drove to write down the battle alone...
"I'm Zhang Feng's brother, come here to give your boss a letter of war, it's a messenger, let me in!"
Downstairs of the only hotel in town, a group of thugs surrounded Ding Xiaoshan. This guy was shy and impassioned. He was not afraid of the threats around him. He was facing the knife that was almost on his chin. Turn a blind eye.
A group of thugs who were at least Grade 7 were frightened by his aura, no one dared to do anything, and ran to report to their bosses.
After a while, a large group of people gathered in Wuyangyang in the lobby of the hotel. Except for the seven chairs, the other thugs were all standing, and the doorway was full.
"Are you Zhang Feng's messenger?"
With his poker face, Klaus sat on the chair in the middle, staring at Ding Xiaoshan with cold eyes like frost.
Ding Xiaoshan was stared at by thugs No. 60 and 70 inside and outside the house, unconsciously wanting to tremble, but he held it back for a long time, raised his head, and said, "Yes, my boss asked me to come to the battle book, then!"
With a flick, the white envelope flew to Klaus.
It's useless to infuriate, it's just the usual throwing, using a little trick to make the envelope fly straight.
Baru, the brawny man standing behind Klaus, stretched out his arm with a steel glove, grabbed the envelope, and squeezed the envelope into a ball.
Baru stared at Ding Xiaoshan as if to eat people.
"Enough, give me the battle book!"
Klaus said coldly, Baru's expression instantly became respectful, and he passed the envelope with both hands.
Unfold the envelope, take out Zou Baba's battle book, and take a closer look...
At that time, Klaus's face turned green, and he angrily slapped the envelope on the sofa table next to him, and said with a bang, "This is Zhang Feng's war book?"
"of course!"
Ding Xiaoshan raised his head higher and said loudly in English: "My boss said that although you people are arrogant, you are all rotten sweet potatoes and stinky eggs. He wants to level the Philippine rivers and lakes and make you happy. , It's all gone!"
Before the voice fell, the roar rang out.
The many thugs onlookers were all almost exploded with anger, and they wanted to rush to kill him by holding up the weapon in their hands.
Ding Xiaoshan's noodles didn't change their color.
Finally, the voice of life-saving sounded.
"Get out of here!"
At Klaus's motion, Baru roared, and the thunderous sound wave suppressed the angry thugs.
Ding Xiaoshan raised his head and stared at Baru, secretly saying that this is a master, the cliff is the 9th rank!
"Go back and bring a message to Zhang Feng and tell him that I Klaus will make him kneel in front of the joy he said, and beg me to give him a good time, get out!" Klaus finished speaking and patted the sofa table again. , Got up and left, seeming to be outraged.
When Ding Xiaoshan heard this, he turned and left.
There was a killer in the way, and this guy walked straight over, with an extremely powerful aura, and the thugs who were blocking the door voluntarily gave way.
Although all of them were wicked and wicked, they couldn't wait to swallow Ding Xiaoshan in one bite, but until Ding Xiaoshan walked out of the hotel and drove away, no one came to stop him.
"Oh my god, I almost peeed on my pants, I scared me to death!"
Ding Xiaoshan patted his chest in an old Honda car that he didn't know how many hands, as if he was about to collapse.
After pretending to be forced for a long time, it turned out that this product was nervous to death. After this relaxation, the sweat ran out, and soon the shirt on his body was soaked, and even the suit was wet.
After wiping his sweat, he turned on the radio shiveringly, listening to music in which language he didn't know, he couldn't relax.
For a long time, this guy said: "From now on, you won't be a messenger if you are killed!"
Back at a private hospital in San Fei, Ding Xiaoshan stumbled into the elevator before he could relax, and soon he came to the ward where Zhang Feng was.
"The sect master, the task is complete, one of the guys who is nicknamed'Poker', please report him. He should be the strongest among this group of black clubs. He asked me to bring you a message and make you kneel down and beg for joy. "This guy finished talking, smiling shyly.
"Aren't they embarrassing you?" Zhang Feng asked curiously while sitting on the sofa.
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Xue Chen, with wide-eyed eyes, was more curious than Zhang Feng.
To say that Ding Shanshan is not the material for the messenger, but he can complete the task, it is indeed surprising for some people.
When Ding Xiaoshan told the story of the incident, Xue Chen couldn't help laughing, and Zhang Feng, who was on the side, also smiled helplessly.
"Okay, very good, you scolded those guys, and you can still retreat all over, with courage, courage, and wisdom, all passed!" Zhang Feng suppressed his laugh and said lightly.
Upon hearing this, Ding Xiaoshan realized that Zhang Feng was not only about letting himself do meritorious service and blocking other people's mouths. This time, it was a test.
I couldn't help but secretly thanked myself for passing.
There is a word that Zhang Feng did not say. If Ding Xiaoshan fails to complete the task, there is still another possibility that he was killed directly by the other party and sent the corpse or the head back...
Inadvertently, Zhang Feng's heroic spirit grew stronger and stronger.
Xue Chen peeked at the two while smiling, and when he saw Ding Xiaoshan's expression, he curled his lips, and then looked at the indifference hidden in Zhang Feng's smile, and she showed a fascinated expression again.
Needless to say, she understands Zhang Feng.
"Where is the meeting place?" Zhang Feng asked.
"Uh..." Ding Xiaoshan was dumbfounded at the time.
Patronizing dress is forced, and I didn't even think of having to fix a spot.
"Undecided?" Zhang Feng asked again.
Ding Xiaoshan's heart thumped and thumped twice. This is a mistake, a major mistake, and it must be compensated, otherwise it will leave a very bad impression in the eyes of the leader.
"It's set!" The goods insisted.
Zhang Feng nodded: "Where?"
"In... In..." Ding Xiaoshan's thoughts turned sharply, "At the port of San Fei, Pier 3!"
This is the place he can think of the least likely to be ambushed.
With too few people around Zhang Feng, it is difficult to prevent and control ambushes, and the port is relatively empty. A remote drone can detect a large area.
"What's the time?" Zhang Feng asked again.
Ding Xiaoshan wanted to slap himself, gritted his teeth, and said, "Nine o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow!"
It is easy to be ambush at night, so choose the morning.
Zhang Feng took a deep look at him, picked up the cigarette case on the table, lit a cigarette for himself, and then slowly said: "Remember one, everyone is responsible for what they say!"
For an instant, Ding Xiaoshan was in a cold sweat.
(End of this chapter)