My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 276

Li Huaifeng's image among these people is just like his reputation, the blood-drinking nine-pattern dragon is a legend on the Zhongkaidao, almost a god-like existence.

Their cries come from the depths of their hearts, and they are in awe of idols, which no one can match.

It was so spectacular, the hall of several thousand square meters was brightly lit, except for a dozen or so waiters who had been frightened into stupidity, there were hundreds of pairs of bright, burning eyes looking up.

Brother Feng also imagined the situation he might face when he came, but he was still infected by the strong awe-inspiring atmosphere at this time, and his heart couldn't help beating.

"Today is the day for you to show your prestige, not only to lead the men and horses of my Jiang family, but also to make Hongmen, and even all the ghosts and snakes in the capital face up to your existence!" Jiang Manxin reminded in a low voice.

She is less than one-tenth of Han Huayin's business ability, but Han Huayin is less than one-tenth of her in dealing with affairs in the world and controlling people's hearts. This is what she is good at.

She had been waiting for a long time to see the man next to her become the king here, and today it finally came true.

However, she was also a little worried. There were indeed many people in front of her, but they were just a drop in the bucket compared to Hongmen. Besides, many of them were probably unwilling to be enemies with Hongmen.

When the two armies confront each other, the victory lies in their efforts. If they cannot be united internally, how can they defeat the enemy? She is worried that Li Huaifeng will keep a low profile as before and cannot really control the situation at this time.

At this time, Li Huaifeng bowed his hand to return the salute, glanced at everyone, and motioned for everyone to sit down.

"I'm here today, and I only want to ask you two questions. The first question is, who are we?"

Li Huaifeng didn't use any impassioned old routine to say some scenes, but casually called a younger brother in his early twenties and asked, "Brother, do you know who I am?"

It was the first time for the little brother to talk face to face with Li Huaifeng. He was so excited that he nodded quickly and said, "You are Brother Feng, our boss!"

Brother Feng patted his younger brother on the shoulder and smiled, but shook his head decisively and said, "Wrong, I'm just a short mule."

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent, and the words were rough and reasonable, and it was only short mules who came out to mess around.

Jiang Manxin's eyebrows were clustered, she didn't expect Li Huaifeng to take the initiative to lower her status, wouldn't this lower her already low momentum?
"When I was 15 years old, Li Zhenbei and Li Zhenbei, Chongheihu, Huoshan, and long-haired, formed the Temple Street Five Tigers. At that time, we were still junior high school students. Each of us had a belt. We picked the famous local snakes in Temple Street to scar their faces and chopped off each other. Ten fingers, just because he bullied others and insulted my grandfather!"

"When I was 19 years old, Zhonghai's most popular owl, Qingpu Thirteen Taibao, killed my brother Changfa, and I chased him out of Jiujie Street with a watermelon knife, slashing and wounding 61 people on the way. I was removed from the road overnight, and I avenged my brother!"

"Half a year ago, I set foot on Haojie Winery, singled out the Four Heavenly Kings and Fenglin Huoshan, and beat the Wanshi Shuangjie into idiots. Since then, Zhonghai has unified the way. You have heard my past stories and came here because of my reputation, but I told you You guys, even if I have done this, I am still a short mule, a trash in the eyes of others, a bastard who can't get on the stage, and you, too!"

Li Huaifeng's fingers crossed everyone at the scene, including Li Zhenbei's handlebars, and everyone lowered their heads, a little blushing, and hesitant and annoyed at Brother Feng's self-deprecating attitude.

Brother Feng smiled slightly, walked up to Ren Ergou at the next table, put his arms around his shoulders and asked, "Ergou, what do you think Hongmen is?"

Ren Ergou was a little dazed, he didn't want to increase the prestige of Hongmen and destroy his own arrogance, but he didn't dare to slander that mountain, he sighed: "It's the big brother, it's the king!"

"Then are they short mules?" Li Huaifeng asked.

Ren Ergou shook his rattle and said, "Of course not, their identities will have face wherever they go!"

This is true. Hongmen, with its profound historical accumulation and gradually whitewashed identity background, has become a black and white, a highly respected existence, which is completely beyond the ordinary underground forces. This point, everyone present will not know Suspect.

"That's very good, they are not short mules, at least, in the eyes of the world, this is what Hongmen is!" Li Huaifeng gave a thumbs up and showed everyone the comparison.

"However, it is such a colossal monster, admirable existence, who suppressed me, a small person, for no reason, and planted the Wanshi Shuangjie in an attempt to control Zhonghai's power. In my eyes, Afeng, they are this!" Li Huaifeng thumbs down , there was a murderous intent and sarcasm on his face for no reason.

"I, Li Huaifeng, have acted all my life. I have been worthy of the sky above and my brothers below, but I am still a short mule in the eyes of others. The Hongmen is uneven. There are many treacherous villains, but I am regarded as a king who looks up to me. I want to ask, Why is this? Are you convinced!"

Li Huaifeng's roar was like thunder, every word hit people's hearts directly.

"Dissatisfied."

"Dissatisfied!"

Chong Heihu and Huo Huan fought against the table, remembering the cruel methods of Wan Clan's twin heroes in the past, burning with anger, a bloody atmosphere suddenly rose in the originally sluggish scene.

At the beginning of human beings, people are inherently good. No one is willing to be a dwarf mule when they are born. Among the more than 500 brothers present, there are not a few people like Ah Feng who have been persecuted step by step and embarked on this road of killing. This sentence , enough to arouse the resonance of most people.

Ren Shan was bullied by others, and Ma Shan was ridden by others. It was precisely because they refused to succumb to the suppression of fate that they took up arms and chose to fight against bad luck.

"Because of dissatisfaction, Ah Feng and I have come to this day with a watermelon knife alone. No one wants to be a dwarf mule for a lifetime. Hongmen gave us a chance to prove ourselves. Whether we accept it or not, we can speak with our strength!"

Li Huaifeng picked up a bottle of Moutai, held the sky high, and said fiercely: "Whether there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, Afeng, I will take the lead in the charge. For this battle, I will have no regrets in this life. I don't know how many people dare to swear to die with me!"

After saying that, the strong baijiu gurgled down Brother Feng's throat, and a bottle of Moutai was like drinking mineral water in an instant.

"It's done!" Chong Heihu got up angrily, picked up the wine bottle and followed behind.

Finish the bottle, finish the battle!
The 500-odd little brother, seeing how heroic his future big brother is, some old people feel that Brother Feng has changed, he has become more aggressive and decisive, with the air of an emperor.

Many newcomers who met for the first time were deeply infected by these bold words.

People always have to move forward when they live. They are short mules who are forced by fate, wandering between hesitation and struggle.

But at this moment, Brother Feng's words let them see the hope ahead. Blood-drinking Jiuwenlong can kill a future with a watermelon knife each, how can he not?
Bang bang bang, the sound of wine bottles being opened is endless, and more than 500 boys are looking for drinks, red, white, and beer.

The strong smell of wine spread in the venue, and the lofty ambition to be better than the sky flowed in the heart.

If it is said that their previous battles with various forces were for the sake of territory and interests, then this trip to the capital was for the sake of honor and the opportunity to justify their names.

Jiang Manxin stood behind with a pretty face full of dignity, her surging chest trembling slightly because of the violent heartbeat.

She never thought that Li Huaifeng, who was like a lone wolf, would have such an inspiring magic power of commanding and commanding heroes with a single mouth in front of big right and wrong.

She understood better that Li Huaifeng had changed, facing the pressure from Hongmen and Dong's family made him stronger.

"I would like to be with you all my life!" Jiang Manxin smiled leisurely, picking up a bottle of red wine without showing any weakness.

No one knew that Li Huaifeng's heart was more excited and enthusiastic than anyone else in the field.

When he chooses to become the boss, he has to be responsible for his brothers, just like he once formed the Temple Street Five Tigers and the Dark Night Squad, he wants to stand at the top of this world. Second, who dares to be the first?

"From today onwards, I'm going to raise a big banner in the capital, and I must have a nice name, let's call it the Green Gang!"

Li Huaifeng wiped off the drink from the corners of his lips, looked around the field and said: "The blue sky is so blue!"

Green and red are like water and fire, Brother Feng wants to fight against Hongmen!
At the same time, in a private room of a century-old tea house in the capital.

"Niece Nalan, I've never begged anyone in my life, but this time, I'm asking my niece to kill Li Huaifeng!" Qin Kuntai offered a cup of tea to a beautiful woman in a cheongsam on the opposite side, and her attitude was not disrespectful.

(End of this chapter)