Ding Xiaoshan’s failure to do things was too bad. If it weren’t for being too nervous at the time, he wouldn’t have forgotten such important things as the place and time of the meeting. Fortunately, Zhang Feng didn’t pursue it. Click him.
"I have to meet those black bosses again!"
Ding Xiaoshan stood in the corridor of the hospital and slapped himself.
Prepared the letter to agree on the time and place, he drove again to the small town in the south of San Fei.
This time, there is no need to pretend to be coerced among dozens of high-level warriors with a big face. In the same way, he used an exquisite crossbow, pierced the letter, and shot the warrior in the hotel courtyard with one arrow, and then drove away. .
For Ding Xiaoshan's return to the sneak attack and murder, the hundreds of younger brothers brought by the six bosses, one by one, were angry with Qiqiao, and they wished to kill Zhang Feng now.
However, Klaus stopped it.
"Zhang Feng deliberately sent a fat man to provoke, and then let the fat man kill with a dark arrow. His fundamental purpose is to provoke us, make us messed up with anger, kill directly, and just fall into the trap!"
Claus stood in the small lobby of the hotel and said loudly.
The noisy hall had long been taken by Baru, and when he heard his words at this time, the other five bosses all showed a dazed expression.
"Fak, almost hit his trick!"
"It's really vicious, Zhang Feng's intestines are all colorful."
"..."
Several people scolded a lot, but Nan Liu sneered with a yin on the side. You, many times more people, would have to be killed by Zhang Feng!
"Let me see, whether he is a trap or not, let's use the gun directly, and hundreds of guns together, Zhang Feng will be dead even if he is a god!" A man in a suit with a fierce and evil face stood up and shouted Tao.
For a moment, everyone looked at him with stunned eyes.
This guy's nickname: Dadilong, is the offspring of a mixed race of Chinese and locals. Since he was a young boy, his status has been beaten. The so-called face is born, his face has become more and more fierce and fierce.
"Earth Dragon, the brain is a good thing, but unfortunately you don't have one!" Klaus scolded aloud.
"Who has no brains for you to scold?" Dadilong glared at him viciously.
His real name is Ding Hao, he changed it for himself when he watched Hong Kong movies when he was young
The name is said to be to make it look high.
Klaus didn't fear Ding Hao's fierceness at all, Baru stood beside him, Ding Hao's expression was shocked, obviously shocked.
The relationship between the two families has always been bad. At the time Ding Hao came to power, killed a boss and raped the boss’s wife, and that woman was Klaus’s cousin, so...
If the two meet in another place, they will definitely fight.
"In our own country, a large-scale shooting, do you want to attract a large army to encircle and suppress?" Klaus mocked.
Ding Hao twitched the corners of his mouth a few times without saying a word.
Klaus didn't want to pay attention to this bastard thing anymore, his sullen eyes swept across the other bosses, and he said solemnly: "Zhang Feng angered our plan has failed, so next, it is our turn to fight back. You must be near the No. 3 port and be ready to ambush, do you understand?"
The few sparse sounds should be that Klaus is the strongest, and other people naturally regard him as his head, and there is no objection.
At the moment, how the six bosses set up ambush together, Nan Liu listened to the side, not saying a word, seeming to avoid suspicion, but in fact, he was planning how to get out of him.
Nan Liu didn't believe that Zhang Feng would let him go easily, nor would he believe that these bosses did not spy on his own money, and doubt everything, it was the nature of the black boss.
…
Time flies quickly, two days have passed, and finally the day of the decisive battle is reached. Just before dawn, Zhang Feng got up and took a look, Xue Chen was not by his side.
"Sister Chen, are you there?" Zhang Feng jumped out of bed naked and heard the door opening before he even took a step.
"I prepared breakfast for you... Bah, you can't put on your clothes. What if it's not me who comes in?" Xue Chen was holding a tray, looking like a good wife and mother, and his charming face was still spoiled.
As soon as he raised his head, he took a sip.
She was speechless to Zhang Feng's unrestrained appearance.
Zhang Feng gave a haha, grabbed the towel hung at the end of the bed last night and wrapped it around his waist, walked up to the sofa and sat there, waiting for Xue Chen to wait.
I think back then, that beautiful girl who came out of the dust would never take care of people fiercely. I didn't expect to enjoy her gentle support until more than ten years later.
Zhang Feng was eating breakfast, Xue Chen left the ward, and came back a few minutes later. He changed his body, and the body can be perfectly outlined.
She had a tight leather jacket, and a weapon belt was hung on the outside of her thighs. The two peculiarly shaped daggers hadn't been seen.
She carried two bags in her hand and placed them next to the coffee table.
"Sister Chen, are you not afraid of farting to smoke yourself out?" Zhang Feng raised his head and showed a smirk, his eyes wandering on Xue Chen's waist and hips.
"Dog can't spit out ivory!"
Xue Chen wasn't used to Zhang Feng, so he opened the bag and took out a white tunic after he finished cursing.
Zhang Feng glanced at it and smiled bitterly: "Sister Chen, why is it a Chinese tunic again? This dress is just for pretense. Wearing and fighting will affect your performance!"
"Stop talking nonsense to me, you are a great master, will you be bound by ordinary clothes?" Xue Chen looked upset and threw the clothes on the sofa, "I love to wear it or not!"
Yes, I lost my temper.
Nothing but wear it!
Zhang Feng casually drank a few sips of porridge, stood up to tear off the bath towel, and was sipped by Xue Chen. Under the service of the beauty, he put on a white tunic suit and black shiny leather shoes.
"Others will say I'm too pretending!" Zhang Feng grinned, with a reluctant expression on his face.
Xue Chen didn't care, he admired for a while, his eyes were full of affection, if it wasn't for the time, it might be another raging fire.
"Not bad, not bad, you will wear this in the future!"
"Ha ha… "
Zhang Feng laughed a few times.
At this time, Ding Xiaoshan came in, holding an extra-long, extra-thick object in his hand, wrapped in white cloth and tied with hemp rope.
"The master, your..."
Before he finished speaking, the things in his hand were gone. He looked intently again, and Zhang Feng was standing at the window. He had untied the white rag and held a huge long knife in his hand to look at it.
The morning light came in and shot on the knife, reflecting the cold light that permeated people.
"My god, what a big knife!" Ding Xiaoshan was a little bit unable to open his eyes when he was stabbed by the cold light.
Zhang Feng ignored him, looked at the long knife in his hand, and said with emotion: "Fatal sword, good brother, we are going to fight together again, and I won't leave you behind again in the future!"
Touching the blade, feeling the chill, closed his eyes with enjoyment.
The whole body is pure steel, and the face and handle are all fierce swords made of steel. It seems to be alive, and the blade trembles slightly.
In an instant, the fierce murderous aura spread throughout the ward.
(End of this chapter)