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Chapter 102
Downstairs from Huifang, Wang Jun looked at Luo Heng's clothes with complicated eyes.

Luo Heng grinned: "If you are reluctant, can I take it off to you before I leave Shanghai?"

"No, I'll leave it for you to wear on the road."

Wang Jun replied in a stiff tone, turned around and ordered to the people next to him: "You guys, keep this building safe, don't let them run away, I'll take him back to see the boss."

Leaving Shanghai?

Wang Jun sneered in his heart, he is really naive, if you can survive today, you will be lucky...

Luo Heng looked around.

It was found that this street was already full of members of the Green Gang.

At a glance, there were 200 people.

This is just the front door.

It is conceivable that there should not be fewer people in other directions than here.

Sure enough, it is the biggest gangster in Shanghai.

This mobilization power alone is infinitely higher than that of the people in Fuqing, Foshan.

A car comes by.

Luo Heng got into the car under the watchful eye of Wang Jun and the other two gang members.

The car started and drove out of the Fourth Street.

"Where are we going?"

Wang Jun next to him sneered, "Of course I'm going to see the boss, Huang Mansion..."

Luo Heng said no more.

The car soon arrived at a western-style building with a garden and entered a large iron gate guarded by several gunmen.

The car stopped in the courtyard.

Wang Jun said indifferently: "Here we are, get out of the car..."

Luo Heng followed and got out of the car indifferently.

A few helpers quickly stepped forward, Wang Jun said coldly: "Mr. Luo, you should understand the rules, hand over your weapon."

Luo Heng shook his head and smiled, "What weapon? I didn't bring..."

Wang Jun was startled.

He had seen Luo Heng holding a gun against Rui Qingrong before.

He winked at the person next to him.

Immediately two people stepped forward.

Luo Heng took the initiative to open his hands, his face full of indifference.

With space in his backpack, he is the least afraid of this...

The two searched Luo Heng up and down several times, stood up and shook their heads.

Seeing that Luo Heng really didn't have a weapon on him.

Wang Jun nodded in satisfaction: "Mr. Luo is a decent person, I admire you, but I offended you..."

After finishing speaking, he shouted in a deep voice, "Tie it up!"

Luo Heng frowned: "What do you mean?"

Wang Jun smiled and said: "Mr. Luo is known as the Southern Martial Arts, No. 1 of the younger generation. We don't dare to be careless, it's just some precautionary measures."

Immediately, someone came forward with a hemp rope.

Luo Henglen said: "This is not something a decent person would do."

Wang Jun shook his head and said, "I'm sorry Mr. Luo, it doesn't have to be too ugly, just tie your hands..."

Luo Heng narrowed his eyes and wanted to kill these people several times.

However, out of the corner of his eye, he could faintly see the upstairs window of the villa, and it seemed that someone was silently observing here.

In the corner of the yard, there were Green Gang members in long robes from every direction, paying attention.

Luo Heng took a deep breath.

Slowly stretching out his hands, he looked coldly at the little brother holding the rope.

The man was intimidated by Luo Heng's gaze, he paused for a moment, and he didn't dare to go forward.

Seeing this, Wang Jun scolded: "Go away, shame on you..."

He took the rope himself and smiled at Luo Heng: "Mr. Luo, please feel sorry, the big boss is inside..."

The movement of the hand was not slow at all, and it was wrapped around Luo Heng's wrist several times.

Skillfully tied a few knots and tugged to make sure the rope was tied securely.

Only then did he move sideways to get out of the way.

Luo Heng squinted his eyes, raised his hand, and said indifferently to Wang Jun: "If you hadn't done this, you wouldn't have died..."

Wang Jun sneered...

Villa on the second floor.

Luo Heng finally met the three giants of the Qinggang again.

Boss Huang was sitting on a three to four meter long wooden tea table.

Without raising his head, he slowly fiddled with the purple sand tea set in front of him.

Du Guosheng and Mr. Zhang sat across from each other, with their backs to the door.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Mr. Zhang looked back and snorted coldly: "Little red guy..."

Du Guosheng's eyes fell on Luo Heng's wrist, and he frowned inadvertently.

Luo Heng is not polite either.

He walked up directly, hooked an empty chair next to him with one foot, and sat down by himself.

The faces of the two members of the Green Gang who brought him upstairs turned cold.

One of them shouted: "Little Chi, how can I sit down? Stand up..."

Luo Hengli also ignored such little minions.

With a relaxed tone, he said, "I heard that Boss Huang wants to see me? Now that I'm here, you can say anything..."

Boss Huang finally raised his head and looked at Luo Heng.

There was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I have no shortage of women. If she had to say that her surname is Gong, there wouldn't be so many things..."

Luo Heng sneered disdainfully: "What the hell are you talking about? If she doesn't have the surname Gong, she should marry you, a bad old man, as a concubine?"

"You little red guy, are you looking for death..."

The gangster who had just scolded behind him raised his hand and hit Luo Heng on the head.

It's just too lifeless.

How dare you say that to Boss Huang?

I have never seen such a reckless young man, I must teach him a lesson...

Luo Heng turned his head violently.

The man raised his hand in the air and froze in shock.

Looking into Luo Heng's eyes, he suddenly felt like he was being targeted by a beast.

Be able to become the guard next to the big bosses of the Green Gang.

This person has also experienced countless street fights, and it is not an exaggeration to say a word.

The human life in his hands was also rushing to double digits.

At this moment, Luo Heng gave him a look, so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

The man reacted quickly and was very annoyed.

His face felt hot, and he felt ashamed and resentful.

With the hand raised in the air, he vigorously waved towards Luo Heng's cheek...

He was actually bluffed by a young boy whose hands were bound and unable to move.

So what if he is a representative of the southern martial arts world?

Even if it is rumored, so what if this person has exquisite kung fu?

He seemed to have seen the humiliated expression of a young handsome man like Luo Heng who was slapped in the face by himself.

Angry and powerless to resist, just thinking about it makes people excited...

Luo Heng's face remained unchanged, the next moment...

The hands that were tied together suddenly lifted up slightly...

The pupils of the gang who waved their hands suddenly widened.

I saw an incredible scene...

The rope tightly tied around his wrist disappeared abruptly in front of his eyes.

Without any warning, Luo Heng's hands didn't even move to struggle.

Just disappeared?

Luo Heng's hands were free, and he was still sitting on the chair without getting up.

He blocked the opponent's slapping arm with one hand, and clasped the opponent's wrist with his backhand.

The other hand is used as a palm knife and inserted directly into the opponent's stomach.

"Well……"

The other party groaned in pain, and bowed involuntarily.

Luo Heng raised his palm up, and hit the opponent directly on the chin with a slap.

Because the wrists were clasped.

The opponent's body was supported by this, and he turned backwards, but was pulled by Luo Heng with one hand.

Lift your feet off the ground and fall to the ground.

Luo Heng sat on the chair, raised one foot slightly, with the toes pointing up.

Just right where the opponent landed...

Hit the bullseye!

This time, it is more accurate than Millennium Killing...

"what……"

The muffled groan turned into a short howl.

Just as soon as he said it, Luo Heng twisted the hand that clasped the opponent's wrist at the same time as he twitched his foot.

Take the opponent's whole body and flip in the air.

out again...

Boom!
The sole of his foot was kicking the opponent in the face.

Let go of the opponent's wrist, and the whole person will be kicked away by this kick.

Sliding against the ground for a few meters, it bumped into a corner of the wall, and on the base of the beige wall, a bright red blood flower bloomed...

Luo Heng immediately dealt with the thug who tried to insult him.

Looking back at Boss Huang.

Boss Huang was holding the teapot in one hand, and was in a daze in the air, not realizing what was going on?

Why were the hands that were obviously bound suddenly untied?
Luo Heng flipped one hand, and there was an extra pistol in his hand, and he pressed it against the bald head of Mr. Zhang who was closest to him.

"What do you want to do?"

Du Guosheng on the other side was shocked.

Luo Heng sneered: "What are you doing? Didn't you ask me to come over to meet you?"

Flipping the other hand, he took out a volleyball-sized iron bump with trembling springs on it.

until this time.

It took the bodyguards standing by the door to react.

They drew out their guns and pointed at Luo Heng.

"Let go of Mr. Zhang..."

"Little Chi, put down the gun if you don't want to die..."

Luo Hengli also ignored the noise of these people.

Staring at Boss Huang, he said indifferently, "Now, can we talk properly?"

Boss Huang's eyelids drooped slightly, his eyes shone with an astonishing coldness.

Asked slowly: "What do you want to say?"

Luo Heng raised his palm, and gestured at the other party with the iron lump on his palm.

He smiled and said, "Do you know this thing?"

Boss Huang shook his head hesitantly, he didn't understand what Luo Heng wanted to do at all.

Luo Heng grinned, suddenly turned around and raised his gun, pointing behind him.

There, a member of the gang was taking advantage of Luo Heng's speech, trying to sneak up and grab the pistol that Luo Heng was pressing on Mr. Zhang's bald head.

Luo Heng supported the iron lump with one hand, raised his foot, and kicked the opponent's crotch.

Boom!
All the men present felt cold in their crotch.

The hand with the gun strikes swiftly.

The butt of the pistol hit the opponent's mouth that was just about to scream.

Lift the kicked foot, and push the knee to the opponent's chin.

Bang!
Quickly and swiftly, the man fell to the sky, completely unconscious, lying on the ground unconscious...

As soon as Luo Heng's muzzle left, Mr. Zhang immediately supported the table, ready to escape...

Luo Heng succeeded with one blow and retracted it as fast as lightning.

The muzzle of the gun was put against his head again: "Where are you going? Can't you just sit still?"

Mr. Zhang's buttocks had just left the chair, and his body was half bowed.

I just feel that the pressure of the gun on the head is getting stronger and stronger...

Mr. Zhang lowered his head lower and lower until he could only lean his face against the table in front of him, half lying on the table in an extremely humiliating posture.

Let alone the face now, the bald head is flushed red with anger...

A strange smile appeared on Luo Heng's face.

Suddenly raised the gun and pointed at Mr. Huang.

Mr. Zhang found that the muzzle of the gun on his head was removed, and he wanted to get up again.

Luo Heng's other hand moved quickly, and suddenly pushed the big iron bump on his hand under his body.

The whole person jumped, jumped onto the table, and stepped on Mr. Zhang's back.

Click it!There was a beep from the machine.

Luo Heng squatted on the table, with the muzzle of the gun in his hand right against the tip of Boss Huang's nose.

Mr. Zhang turned his head and rushed to the table and said with a smile: "Be careful, there is a landmine under you now.

"[-], made in America, it will blow up if you touch it..."

Mr. Zhang's complexion changed drastically.

Trying to hold my head up, I went to see Luo Heng.

"If you say it will blow up, I will believe it?"

Luo Heng shook his head: "You can give it a try. I'm not afraid to tell you that there are only two of these landmines in the entire southern country. The first one exploded at the first sound of the Revolution of [-]. The one under your body is the only one left in the world.

"When it's normal, I'm really reluctant to use it. It's a bit wasteful to blow up you old hooligans..."

Luo Heng is an old gangster.

Several people present felt that they couldn't hold back their faces.

It's just that Luo Heng's movements were extremely fast.

First he restrained Mr. Zhang, and now he directly pointed his gun at Boss Huang.

They dare not move...

Until now, they couldn't figure it out.

Why was Luo Heng's hands tied and suddenly untied, where did the rope go?
Moreover, before Luo Heng entered this room, he must have undergone a strict body search.

Hiding a pistol is already unthinkable.

Where did you get such a big pile of mines from?
This is simply outrageous...

Of course, Luo Heng couldn't solve the confusion for these guys.

I own the backpack space, as long as it is an item that can be completely moved, I can directly earn it.

The rope is tied around his wrist, which is equivalent to something that can be lifted completely.

As long as the thought moves, it is directly put into the backpack space...

So, for Luo Heng, unless they connect the rope that binds him to something that he can't lift.

Otherwise, binding is useless to him, and Luo Heng can be free at any time.

"Luo Heng, what exactly do you want to do?"

Du Guosheng couldn't sit still any longer, and asked in a deep voice.

Luo Heng smiled at him: "Originally, I came to Shanghai this time just to repay a favor and leave with that woman, nothing happened.

"But you old rascals want to provoke me, and I'm afraid of trouble. Of course I want to solve the trouble."

With a gun pointed at his nose, Boss Huang remained calm and said slowly, "Mr. Luo, there are at least a hundred people outside this house.

"If you shoot me to death now, you won't be able to get out. I'm old, and I've enjoyed everything I should enjoy. You're still young..."

Luo Heng sneered: "Did you tell me at this time that you are old and have lived enough? Isn't this nun's nonsense?
"You still covet other girls when you are old, and you want to ask her to be your concubine?

"I'm so fucking ashamed of you, she's younger than your daughter, right? I want to marry you, an old rascal, and if I don't agree with it, I'll force you to act as a dog on stage.

"You're fucking promising. You've been around all your life. You've done a lot of things like this, right?"

Boss Huang's face twitched.

Du Guosheng interjected: "Luo Heng, you put down the gun first, Mr. Huang is not unreasonable..."

Luo Heng was so teased that he laughed out loud: "Do you know the reason now?
"It's a pity that I am a person who is born with reason and travels all over the world..."

Boss Huang's lips moved and he was about to speak.

boom!
A gunshot...

There was no warning at all.

Boss Huang's old face exploded into a cloud of blood.

The body fell backward with a bang...

Luo Heng shot suddenly, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, Luo Heng, who was squatting on the table, jumped out along the table.

Mr. Zhang put his foot on his back and moved away, and immediately wanted to get up instinctively.

"Don't move, you will explode if you let go..."

Being in the air, Luo Heng did not forget to remind.

When the voice fell, he was already in front of Du Guosheng.

Mr. Zhang was stunned and did not dare to really get up.

He could clearly feel that the landmine under his body was rattling...

Lying on the bed, he didn't know whether he was angry or frightened, his face was distorted.

Rui Qingrong, a master of Du Guosheng's bodyguard, was still on Sima Road.

At this time, he was in the Huang mansion again, and he never thought that the situation would develop into what it is now.

At this time, he thought of running away, but it was not faster than Luo Heng's speed.

Just when he was about to take a step, the muzzle of the gun was already on his forehead...

Du Guosheng froze.

At this time, Mr. Zhang, who was lying on the table, might not be able to bear the humiliation.

Perhaps it was because he saw his eldest brother Boss Huang being beaten to death by Luo Heng with his own eyes, and his psychological defense collapsed.

Suddenly shouted: "Little Chi, even if I was killed in the bombing, I want you to be buried with me..."

With that said, propping up the table with both hands, he had to forcefully get up regardless of the landmines under his body.

There were still two bodyguards left, plus Du Guosheng, their faces changed...

In the whole room, apart from the bookshelf behind Boss Huang, there is only this big tea table in the middle.

There is no place to hide at all.

If the landmine really blows up, I'm afraid that everyone present will not be spared...

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