My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 340 Dragon Thorn Strikes Out
"The strongest? I have 90% vodka here. No one has ever been able to drink a bottle. If you can drink it, not only is this glass free, but this beauty can also sleep with you. If you can't drink it, you will Get under my crotch!"

The hot girl opened a bottle of vodka, slammed it on the table, and looked at Li Huaifeng provocatively.

Seeing this, the lively atmosphere in the bar suddenly stagnated.

Whether it was a thief with a wretched face or a professional hunter licking blood with the tip of a knife, they all cast their eyes on the scene.

The hot girl is using extreme methods to teach this yellow man who has never met before and looks a bit bloody, telling him that not just anyone can enter the old driver's bar.

The rivers and lakes have the rules of the rivers and lakes, and the underground world has its own way.

Brother Feng knew this well, grabbed the wine bottle and put it in front of his nose to smell it.

The taste of the wine is sweet and irritating to the sense of taste. Let alone drinking, those who have a small capacity for alcohol may fall head over heels when they smell the pungent smell of this high-concentration liquor.

"Boy, we don't welcome little white faces here, you'd better get out as soon as possible!"

"Haha, people of the yellow race have no room to live here, unless you are a dragon thorn!"

"There are a lot of people imitating him, who are you? I beat all the Chinese people who came to our place before!"

"Dragon thorn is just an outlier among the yellow race!"

All kinds of taunts and jokes from dozens of people were not aimed at Li Huaifeng, but to add some fun to the boring night life.

Most of these people are black or white. Because of genetic inheritance, these people's congenital conditions are better than those of the yellow race.

Muscular and tall, in their eyes, the yellow people who come here to make a living are rubbish, especially the soft men from island countries and kimchi countries, who can be settled with one finger.

Of course, in their minds, Dragon Thorn, the King of Soldiers of the first generation, was a dreaded alien.

He broke the limits of the human race, and even broke the limits of human beings, and created various legends.

No one here has seen the true face of Longci's Lushan Mountain, but they talk about his deeds with gusto, it is a topic of conversation after dinner, and it is a realm that he yearns for all his life.

"That's what it tastes like!"

Li Huaifeng grabbed the bottle tightly and laughed loudly. He raised his head suddenly, and the dark yellow liquid flowed down his throat in an instant.

All kinds of laughing and cursing voices in the arena quieted down, and everyone's eyes widened, wanting to see how much this little guy who came out of the ramp could drink.

Of course, they don't think that the other party can really drink up a whole bottle, because no one can do it.

However, ten seconds later, the gurgling sound of drinking stopped.

With a click, Li Huaifeng smashed the empty vodka bottle to the ground.

Seeing this, everyone including the hot girl didn't scoff at his rude behavior.

On the contrary, cheers like a tide sounded instantly.

"Bacchus, massive!"

"Good boy, you are definitely qualified to sit down and drink with us!"

Men from all walks of life walked over laughingly. Li Huaifeng's drinking capacity shocked them, and they admired them from the bottom of their hearts. How can a man with such a drinking capacity be a coward?
Li Huaifeng didn't want to drink these at first, but when he smelled the familiar smell of vodka, he couldn't help but recall a few years ago, when the Dark Ye Brothers hunted heads in the world, on the vast African prairie, they sang to wine, accompanied by the stars, the moon and The scene of happy life in the vast continent.

Life at that time was so leisurely and full of aftertaste.

But now, Yaozhi brothers climbed to the high place, and there was one less person who planted dogwood all over the place. The brother who always had a simple smile on his face could no longer drink with him and live a happy life.

"Handsome guy, let's go to the storage room at the back to chat!" The hot girl hooked Li Huaifeng's collar with her fingers, her big sapphire-like eyes showed a charming charm, she was a person who kept her word.

How many men in the bar covet the devil figure of the hot girl, but they still can't get it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this man came forward, he relied on his god-like capacity for alcohol to make the other party serve him willingly. It was really extraordinary.

The corner of Li Huaifeng's mouth twitched playfully, he leaned forward, and whispered to the hot girl: "You don't need to use your body to repay me, you just need to tell me where I can find the members of the Night Squad who are wanted for reward!"

"You want a bounty? I don't think you have the life to earn that money!" the hot girl sighed.

"It's not important, the important thing is that you will get a thousand dollars for it!" Li Huaifeng took out ten bills and waved them in front of the hot girl.

In the dark Africa, nothing is more real than real money.

"Happy to help you. I heard that they appeared in a town ten kilometers away. That's all I know!"

The hot girl smiled charmingly, put away the ten banknotes, and kissed Li Huaifeng's face to show respect.

Hearing this, Li Huaifeng's heart sank.

Even the people in the tavern knew their whereabouts, which means that Chi Yan's men will soon lock them up, which is extremely bad news.

The members of the Dark Night Squad have their own unique contact information. Brother Feng believes that the messages he left on MSN are enough, as long as they find the right time, they will show up.

But now, he had to change his strategy and went to that town to find out.

He nodded, and was just about to leave when he saw the door of the tavern was violently kicked open from the outside, and eight heavily armed senior mercenaries walked in.

"We are Chi Yan's subordinates, come here to recruit troops, one mission, [-] US dollars, rookies, show your guys and come with us!"

Leading a man with a fiery red badge on his chest stood proudly at the door and shouted.

Conscription, dark non-land underground forces happen from time to time, and the professional hunters in these taverns are waiting for their employers to come here to issue rewards.

"Ten thousand dollars can kill at most one desperado with a murder weapon. Does Master Chiyan need to work hard?" A certain black man asked suspiciously.

The emergence of a mission means that they will have their money for tomorrow's drink, which is something to be thankful for.

However, it also depends on who assigned the task. The word Chi Yan has become famous in the recent non-land. All mercenaries who have been here know that he is a high-ranking warlord with a heavy army in his hand. Lu's half emperor.

Such a big man would conscript for a trivial matter?
"It is your honor to be able to participate in this operation after killing the fish that slipped through the net of the night team!" the leader said proudly.

"What, kill the Night Squad? This is equivalent to an S-level mission, and only [-] US dollars is paid, which is too little!"

Everyone sighed and backed away one after another, no one was willing to pick up such a hot potato.

"Haha, the Dark Night Squad is now a group of ants on a hot pot, worse than a group of dogs guarding the house. They only hide and scurry around. Our General Chi Yan killed Mount Tai three days ago, and now his head is hanging on the city wall In fact, none of them dared to pick them, so what's so scary about such a bunch of rubbish?"

The leader laughed, stared wide-eyed, looked around the crowd and said: "They are a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they don't even have the strength to hold a gun. Come with me to the next village and kill them. I will take their heads off as a pawn." Kick the ball!"

The extremely mocking words spread throughout the bar, and the hunters from all walks of life sighed after hearing these words.

The legend of the past, reduced to today's shit?
That's the benchmark in the underground mercenary world. When did it ever get ridiculed like this?
However, everyone understands that in Feilu Chiyan is the real king, and the word "Dark Night" is already a thing of the past, trampled underfoot and crushed to pieces.

"Take your equipment and follow us immediately!" Seeing that these people hadn't responded, the leader raised his shoulders and rushed slightly.

"What are you doing? Forced conscription? This is against the rules!"

Some people protested one after another. They knew in their hearts that this conscription was obviously due to the lack of manpower of the other party, and they wanted to find themselves as cannon fodder.

It is unknown whether the ten thousand dollars can be earned in their hands. Once they go, they will lose their lives in all likelihood.

After all, even if An Ye still had one breath left, he couldn't handle it by himself.

"Rules? Here we are the rules, leave immediately, otherwise, I will blow up this bar!" The leader said fiercely.

Feeling the atmosphere, some people in the bar stretched their hands to their waists to resist.

Bang bang bang, the two gunmen behind the leader fired twice indifferently, killing the two older hunters.

"You have only two choices, take money to work for us, or die if you don't get a penny!" The leader said arrogantly: "No one can resist the majesty of Chi Yan, I hope you understand this truth!"

There was a chilling silence in the field. Whether it was weapons and equipment or personal strength, the professional mercenary team of eight people was much better than this group of loose sand.

Even though no one is willing to be cannon fodder, they have to bow their heads in the face of absolute strength. This is the rule of the underground forces, trampling on the law and violating all moral hell.

"I advise you not to go, it's not enough for the three barons!" Li Huaifeng sat quietly by the side and smiled leisurely.

"Are you laughing at me?" The leader turned his head to look at Li Huaifeng in the corner, with a killing intent on his face.

"No, no, no!" Li Huaifeng smiled and shook his head, shaking his fingers and said, "How is this a mockery? It's clearly a naked contempt. Could it be that I'm not direct enough?"

As soon as the sentence fell, dozens of hunters in the field stared wide-eyed, thinking that this yellow-skinned little boy must be drunk to say such stupid words that are courting death!

"I'm going to cut off your head and kick it like a ball!" The leader was furious, raised his micro-punch, and made a gesture to beat Li Huaifeng into a honeycomb.

However, just when he was about to pull the trigger, he saw a wine bottle flying towards him and hit him in the face with a bang.

The speed was so fast that no one could see when the wine bottle appeared.

What was even faster than this was Li Huaifeng's lightning speed. With a flick of his cloak behind him, two silver pistols were instantly in his hands.

Bang bang bang, three bullets were shot out in an instant, hitting not people, but the only three light bulbs in the bar that were not too bright.

Hula, the small bar was dark and dark. Everyone realized that the battle was coming, and they squatted down to avoid it.

No one would have imagined how fierce the battle in the dark would be.

All I could hear were gunshots, wine bottles, and cups breaking, mixed with the wailing sounds of men, emerging one after another.

After 18 seconds, the world suddenly quieted down again.

With a sound of ding, a tiny flame lit up, and everyone looked up, and saw Brother Feng's thin and angular cheeks, which belonged to the yellow race, and he was smoking.

There were seven corpses lying quietly on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the arrogant mercenary team was completely annihilated, leaving only the leader alone, who fell tremblingly at Li Huaifeng's feet.

"Tell Chi Yan for me, wash his neck, and after three days, I will let his head hang on the tower!"

Li Huaifeng took a deep puff of his cigarette, and his calm voice scared the leader so much that he pissed out.

Li Huaifeng smiled slightly, turned around and was about to leave, the leader's heart moved, he took out a grenade from his waist, and wanted to plot against Brother Feng.

However, just as he took out the grenade, he felt a cold flash before his eyes, and with a grunt, his head fell off without warning. The blood from the artery shot out more than three meters high like a fountain, which was abnormal. Wonderful.

"Or, I'll tell him myself!" Li Huaifeng said, the moment his voice fell, his figure disappeared into the desolate street without a trace.

(End of this chapter)