Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

The man sitting on the sofa turned out to be Lai Zhiqiang, the number one fighter of the Three Phoenix Society.

The Black Mountain League and the Sanhuang Club often clashed, so they were no strangers to each other, and they didn't expect to meet here.

Lai Zhiqiang stood up slowly, and a group of younger brothers from the Sanhuang Society next to him also stood up one after another.

The little brothers behind Luo Weili are also ready to fight.

The two sides immediately became tense.

Lai Zhiqiang stared at Luo Weili coldly, "What do you mean by the surname Luo? The one who robbed me? Are you trying to spark a fight between the two clubs?"

Rovelle frowned tightly.

If it was someone else, he would just grab it if he robbed it. Forgive him for not daring to challenge the Black Mountain League.

But the other party is a member of the Three Phoenix Society, so that's another matter.

If one is not done well, it is really possible to cause a shopping spree between the two major clubs.

Not worth it for a bitch.

He had already retreated in his heart, but in front of so many subordinates, he naturally couldn't lose his prestige, so he wanted to make amends.

"It turned out to be a member of the Sanhuang Society. Haha, forget it, anyway, it's the leftovers from my play, so I'll let you."

After speaking, he was ready to take people away.

According to normal circumstances, both parties should restrain themselves at this time, so as to avoid further intensification of conflicts.

But Lai Zhiqiang seemed to deliberately intensify the conflict, "What do you mean? After running to my place and doing wild things, you just want to leave without a single explanation?"

"Clatter..."

As soon as his words came out, the members of the Three Phoenix Society took action one after another.

Those who carry wine bottles, those who pull belts, those who grab chairs, they look like they are ready to fight at any time.

Rovelli turned around again, looked at Lai Zhiqiang with a sneer, "Then what do you mean?"

Lai Zhiqiang pointed to a bottle of beer on the table, "Drink this bottle of wine, and I will let you go."

Rovelli glanced at the bottle of beer.

In fact, with his drinking capacity, let alone a bottle of beer, even four or five reviews are fine.

But it's not just a bottle of beer, it's his face, Boss Chen's face, and the whole Montenegro League's face.

If this bottle of wine is drunk, doesn't it mean that the Black Mountain League is a head short in front of the Sanhuang meeting?

He immediately reached out and grabbed the bottle of beer, then slowly turned around.

"Gudong Gudong..."

A bottle of beer was poured on the ground, and then the bottle was "clanged" and smashed to the ground.

With a wild smile on his face, he looked at Lai Zhiqiang like a clown.

"Let me apologize for my mistake? You deserve it too?"

"Hanging your mother, you won't give our brother Qiang face, right?"

On the side of the Sanhuang Society, someone immediately jumped out and pointed at Rovelli's nose and cursed.

Rovelli twisted his head a few times, made a "quack, quack" sound, and then looked at Lai Zhiqiang with a smirk on his face, "Ah Qiang, your little brother is very big or small, he has a place to speak here ?"

Lai Zhiqiang lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and slowly exhaled a column of smoke, "The younger brother who has just been accepted doesn't know the rules, brother Li, please forgive me."

"Since you don't know the rules, let him learn the rules. Since you, the boss, don't teach him, then I can only help you educate the younger brother."

As Rovelli said, he suddenly kicked out without warning.

"Boom!"

This kick accurately hit the younger brother's chest, bringing stability, precision, and ruthlessness to the extreme.

The little boy was kicked and flew out, hit the wall heavily, and fell to the ground again.

The ladies who accompanied the wine in the box were all screaming in fright, and fled out in a panic.

"Fuck, someone who dares to touch me? Do it!" Lai Zhiqiang slammed the cigarette to the ground, then winked at a younger brother behind him, and rushed up with the bottle first.

The other younger brothers also picked up the ones that were handy and rushed towards the people of the Black Mountain League.

Immediately there was a fight in the box.

And the younger brother who was winking with Lai Zhiqiang suddenly grabbed a chair and smashed all the lights on the roof with a "crash".

The box was immediately plunged into darkness.

The people at Heishanmen fell into a panic at first, and stopped their actions one after another.

But who knew that the members of the Sanhuang Society did not stop, and continued to throw wine bottles at them.

With the sound of "clang bang bang bang" the wine bottle shattered, there were screams in the box.

The people on the side of the Montenegro League were also aroused fiercely, and began to fight back frantically.

In the dark, it is impossible to distinguish whether it is an enemy or a teammate, as long as one is caught, it will be killed.

The box was in chaos for a while.

Relatively speaking, Rovelli is better, he already has the strength of the early stage of dark energy, even in the dark, his eyesight is much better than others.

He kicked away a member of the Sanhuang Society standing in front of him, and found Lai Zhiqiang indistinctly among the chaotic crowd.

At this time, Lai Zhiqiang was grabbing a member of the Black Mountain League with one hand, and smashing a wine bottle with the other.

"go to hell."

Rovelli picked up an empty wine bottle from the ground, smashed it on the coffee table, held the remaining half, and stabbed Lai Zhiqiang in the back.

As long as this stab is solid, Lai Zhiqiang will be disabled if he does not die.

However, just as he took two steps, he was suddenly blocked by a person.

In the darkness, he could barely see that the other party was a young man, and from the outline, he was quite handsome.

But before he could see the specific appearance of the other party, the other party had already punched him.

Just judging from the sound of the wind, one could tell that the punch was not light.

Rovelli had a grin on his face, advancing instead of retreating.

He has the strength of the early stage of Anjin, and this kind of strength is invincible in the entire Jiangzuo underground community.

This kid dared to fight him hand-to-hand, he was courting death.

He raised his left arm to block the opponent's punch, while with the other right hand, he directly punched the opponent's chest with a black tiger.

"Boom!"

The other party punched his left arm heavily, making a dull sound.

Luo Weili's foreigner kung fu has been practiced to the extreme. Although he dare not say that he has reached the realm of indestructibility, his physical strength is indeed far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Even if a wooden stick with the thickness of an arm hits him, it won't cause much harm to him, but the wooden stick may break.

However, when the opponent's seemingly light punch hit his arm, it caused him pain to the marrow.

A crisp "click" sounded at the same time, and the arm was broken by the opponent's punch.

And his black tiger's heart attack barely reached the opponent's chest, but it was difficult to make any progress.

Rovelli was terrified.

He has practiced martial arts for so many years, and he has met thousands of masters, and it is not uncommon for him to see someone who is stronger than him.

But I have never seen such a terrifying strength.

A deep fear spread from the bottom of my heart.

When will such a master appear in Sanhuang?

He only had time to flash such a thought in his mind, and then rushed towards the door desperately.

He already smelled the smell of conspiracy. If he didn't escape, his life might stay here.

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