Son of Heaven

"Viagra? Haha, return him the Indian oil. Now that you know who is the real owner, it will be easy. Boy, call your Viagra, and we will talk face to face." Li Ji waited for his words, Pressed the recording pen in his pocket, ended the recording, slowly straightened up, his eyes suddenly burst into awe-inspiring light, his momentum suddenly changed, like a tiger pouncing on his prey, he stared at that The little rascal laughed wildly.

"You..." The little rascal didn't expect him to stand up like this all of a sudden, and was forced by his aura, so he couldn't help but take a half step back, but his group of brothers were watching from the side, so many people surrounded him , was still frightened by him, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious on his face, "Damn, you are so arrogant when you are about to die, and you still want to talk to our Viagra? Talk about your head, fuck him!" The little rascal roared angrily With a sound, he waved the steel pipe in his hand and was about to jump up, but he took a step out, only to find that the brothers around him didn't respond, and they still stood there blankly, looking around in horror.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Give it to me." The little rascal yelled at his brothers, and when he raised his head suddenly, his body was shocked immediately, and his footsteps were also frozen there, not daring to move any more.

I saw, in front of and behind him, at some point, four or fifty people had already surrounded them in a dark manner, surrounded them, and stood quietly in the night. They are all above 50 meters, and they are holding sticks made of pure steel in their hands. They stare at them with disdain in their eyes, just like a group of lions looking at a few weak sheep.Among other things, just this calm aura is enough to crush them psychologically.

The little rascal trembled, and immediately retracted the steps he had already taken, looking around in horror, how dare he jump forward again? [

"Hehe, aren't you going to fuck me? Come on, why don't you come?" Li Ji unhurriedly took out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath, exhaled thick smoke, grinned and looked at The little rascal smiled, and that smile looked particularly eerie in the eyes of the little rascal, just like the sinister smile of a man-eating demon that emerged from hell before devouring people.

"Ah? You, who are you?" The little rascal finally came to his senses and asked boldly.

"I'm your grandpa! Do it!" Li Ji yelled angrily, and ran over in two big strides. The little rascal just raised the steel pipe to hit him, but Li Ji grabbed him and raised his leg. A heart-warming foot directly propped him more than a meter away, and he was lying on the ground and couldn't even get up.

There was a sound of "snap", and the sound of forty or fifty sticks slamming at the same time was uniform, just like the crisp whip whistle from the coachman in the past. The brothers next to him were already in groups of five, ten in groups. The team rushed over silently but sternly, with a beautiful cut and intersperse, these little hooligans who can only fight with the wind have been circled into a few small gangs, and they swung their sticks up, hitting the body with "slaps" There is no need to be merciless when dealing with this group of little hooligans who have done all kinds of bad things. As long as you don't beat them to death or maim them, let them suffer as much as possible.

How could these hooligans be the opponents of these young men who were born in professional sports clubs and had undergone rigorous training, and after several consecutive bloody fights, they didn't even bat a knife into their bodies without blinking an eye?