Invincible playboy

Lord Xiong just walked over indifferently, with a cigar in his mouth, and his smile was still very gentle. Zhao Fanchen knew that Lord Xiong might want to kill himself. It is already doomed.

All eyes were on Lord Xiong's hand, and he just grabbed Hua Qiang's hair in such a slow manner, then pulled out the pen from Hua Qiang's suit, opened it, and stabbed the tip of the pen fiercely into it. Huaqiang's neck was splashed with a puff of blood, Huaqiang's body was struggling violently, Zhao Fanchen clearly saw Master Xiong's thick hand exerting force again, the pen was almost Huaqiang's neck was pierced, and blood gushed out.

"Ah, did you kill someone?" The alluring woman saw that Lord Xiong had stabbed the pen into Hua Qiang's neck, and the blood splashed, and she screamed in fright, but when Master Xiong turned his head, the woman was immediately caught by the two Dao's sharp eyes pierced her whole body and couldn't help shrinking suddenly, and she collapsed on the ground. Immediately, two strong men walked in from outside, and dragged the frightened and coquettish woman out like a dead dog. The latest chapter of Lianhua.

Huaqiang curled up and wanted to let out a scream, but he couldn't do it at all. The aorta in his neck was pierced by a pen. He struggled desperately, but nothing helped. His neck and head were killed by the arm of Master Xiong. It was hard to shake the hoop, he could only pant desperately, struggle and kick his legs desperately, finally his legs kicked hard a few times, his struggle gradually slowed down, and finally there was no movement at all.

Zhao Fanchen found that when Master Xiong was doing all this, he still had a smile on his face, the kind of creepy and gentle smile, and he just finished all this in such a slow manner.

The blood in Huaqiang's neck flowed down the ring, his eyes were wide open and covered with bloodshot eyes, and his face had turned dark purple due to difficulty breathing, and then slowly turned blue.

I don’t know if there is really a person who can’t die with peace in this world. Anyway, at that time, Zhao Fanchen saw Hua Qiang’s eyes stare out suddenly, without a trace of life, just turning over like this, his face full of unbelievable expressions, maybe he Is it a death without peace!

All the old people present here couldn't help gasping for air, their heart skipped a beat, and they felt chills running down their backs. They seemed to see the cruel and calculating Xiongwu back then.

A few old people were shocked by this scene and broke out in a cold sweat. They wiped the cold sweat off their foreheads with ugly faces. Huaqiang's death made them feel chills all over their bodies, which was shocking.

After finishing all this, Master Xiong nodded slowly to Zhao Fanchen, then turned his head, glanced at everyone, and pulled out the pen inserted into Huaqiang's neck. He wiped the blood from his hands and pen on his expensive shirt, then walked over and sat down softly: "I remember that I gave this pen to Huaqiang's father. Do you think it's fair for me to treat Huaqiang like this today?" ? Or do you have any questions?"

"Huaqiang's arrogance and self-importance are the only ones to blame. We've wanted to do it for a long time. Today, Lord Xiong personally solved this guy. It's a great joy. This kid deserves to die. He broke the rules set by Lord Xiong. He deserves to die..." Those who wiped quietly The old people of the previous generation who were dripping with cold sweat on their foreheads all expressed their true thoughts enthusiastically. At this time, everyone said that Huaqiang deserved to die, and even deserved to be hacked into pieces. It is necessary to show determination.

At this time, Zhao Fanchen finally understood that the fairness and justice in this world still make sense, they are the rules set by the strong for the weak, and the strong themselves are above the rules.

"Young people like Hua Qiang should have been cleaned up long ago. This guy is arrogant and rampant in the gang. He deserved the retribution he has suffered today. Master Xiong has already given him a chance. Yes. He doesn’t know how to cherish it himself, he is looking for death, and he can’t blame others.” A few old guys who hadn’t expressed their views before saw that the situation was wrong, and Lord Xiong cleaned up the house as soon as he came up, and he did it himself, and these people changed immediately. original intention.

"I've given him many chances, but he didn't realize it himself. Everyone saw what happened today. You're right. He's looking for death. I can't help him. I don't object. But he broke the rules, so we can't ignore it, since everyone thinks it's fair for Huaqiang to get such an ending, then I won't say anything more." Then Lord Xiong whispered to the two people who had just entered: "You take With this money, rent a yacht and throw Huaqiang into the sea to feed the fish! He has always wanted us old men to go fishing, but now that we have failed to catch, let him feed the fish first! The money is considered Let's give Huaqiang, a young man, a ride!"

The dollars bet on the table were used to rent a yacht to throw Hua Qiang's body into the sea to feed the fish. Hua Qiang was carried out by those two people with his eyes wide open, blood dripping all over his body, which was shocking.

"I have one more thing to announce. Since Huaqiang's seat is vacant, I think it is necessary to find a young man to inject some fresh blood. What do you think?" Master Xiong restrained the murderous look on his face just now, Looking at everyone with a gentle smile.

These old guys are used to seeing the big world, so they naturally understand the meaning of Xiongye's words. These people glanced at Zhao Fanchen who was standing behind Xiongye and said with a smile: "Xiaofan is a very good young man. Let him sit in Huaqiang's seat, Lord Xiong, what do you think?"

"Okay, Qingjinyishi! Since everyone means this, Xiaofan, then you can accept the things Huaqiang is doing from now on, and sit in his seat!" Master Xiong signaled Zhao Fanchen to sit in the seat now. Huaqiang's seat.

Zhao Fanchen never expected such a result, Huaqiang was killed by Lord Xiong himself, and then the person who took Huaqiang's position would be him, this is the bloodiest superior position.

"Master Xiong, I've only been here not long ago, so I'll take this position?" Zhao Fanchen smiled wryly at times when he had to look at the situation correctly. As a young up-and-coming young man, it would definitely not be so easy to get a position.

"Actually, Huaqiang is right in saying that we are all old and need some fresh blood. Although you have not been here for a long time, your achievements are obvious to all the seniors present. I said that you should work under my subordinates. Opportunities are fair to everyone, and I will not break the rules for the sake of sympathy. If you can take on this matter, Lord Xiong, I will let you sit in this position. I will not let others sit in this position. Don't worry." Master Xiong tapped the table lightly with his two fingers.

"Master Xiong is right. As a young man, you are very courageous and capable. In our circle, you rely on your strength. We are all old and can't keep up with the changes of the times. In Xiong He is also his right-hand man." The elders of the several guilds all smiled and praised Zhao Fanchen, and what they said was of course some words on the scene. Zhao Fanchen knew that these people would not be convinced that he sat in this position. It's just that because of Master Xiong's prestige, he doesn't dare to object.

Now that Lord Xiong has already said that, uh, Zhao Fanchen didn't want to say anything, so he walked over quietly and sat in Huaqiang's seat.

After dealing with Huaqiang's matter, Lord Xiong left with the elders, leaving only Zhao Fanchen sitting here, thinking about many things here, until at noon, Robin called Zhao Fanchen to eat.

There was nothing to do in the next three days, Master Xiong did not come to the factory on the dock again, Zhao Fanchen continued to wash cars with these brothers, dismantle old cars, sometimes process and refurbish old cars, paint and other odd jobs.

On the fourth day, the police in Chinatown suddenly approached Zhao Fanchen, saying that someone accused him of being involved in a drug dealing case on the wharf a few days ago, and it was the white policeman who stopped him on the street that day. .

The brother who was dismantling the car in the garage heard that the police were here to arrest Zhao Fanchen, so he immediately fucked the guys in his hand and surrounded them all. The white policeman Nas took a step back in shock and put his hand on his waist. , unbuttoned the pistol holster, stared at Zhao Fanchen and said sternly: "You know what the consequences of a confrontation with the police are, we are only suspicious now, so we just need you to go back and assist us in the investigation, you don't have to be nervous? ?”

"I'm not nervous, officer, it seems that you are very nervous now." Zhao Fanchen just smiled faintly, and waved his hands to tell the brothers under him not to be impulsive. When Lord Xiong is away, everything in the factory on the dock is decided by Zhao Fanchen Yes, so these people are now accustomed to only looking forward to Zhao Fanchen, waved his hand, Zhao Fanchen turned back to the people under his opponent and smiled: "Put down everything in your hands, there are still a few cars that need to be disassembled, go to work quickly, I'm going to the police station."

"Brother Xiaofan, these ghosts have made it clear that they are really looking for faults. Are we going to let it go like this? Are we going to put up with this tone?" Robin held the handle tightly in his hand with an indignant look on his face. Sharp crowbars made of steel bars, eyes full of angry flames, these people don't have the slightest liking for the police, and it can be said that they hate these white police ghosts, and the police are here to find Zhao Fanchen , which annoyed them even more.

"Otherwise, what do you want to do, kid? Do you want us to fight the police with these things in our hands?" Zhao Fanchen pressed Robin's shoulder and asked back.

Zhao Fanchen smiled faintly, his smile was a little tired, he patted Robin's shoulder lightly, then leaned into his ear and whispered: "Idiot! You're courting death if you kill him openly! Even if you kill him, Don't even think about getting out of prison in this life... In the future, if you have a chance, go to his house in the middle of the night, cut his throat with a knife, and watch him die in your own house with your own eyes, wouldn't that just cut it off. "

To be honest, when Zhao Fanchen said this just now, his tone was unusually calm, and he didn't mean to be joking at all.