God-Level Exchange System

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After being cut with a knife on his right leg, Zhao Dong’s skill immediately became dull, facing several long knives at the gate, immediately showing signs of defeat.

This Zhao Dong is also a tough guy. Even so, he didn’t ask the big goat for help, and kept himself outside the door to prevent people from coming in.

Outside the box, in addition to a group of members of the underworld, many onlookers watched from afar, with various expressions on their faces, sympathetic, social lamentation, and apathy.

Yang Junkun was standing behind the crowd with Zheng Gang. Zheng Gang whispered in Yang Junkun’s ear: “Yang Yang, it’s almost there, and we will get out of control when we go down.”

Yang Junkun frowned, said solemnly: “Song Fei, the kid is all right, just leave it alone, how can I be willing.”

Zheng Gangdao: “If you want to deal with Song Fei, it will only take a few bosses to clean him up. They have already seen this situation and they should be frightened. But now it ’s so confusing and really kills people, it is still a little troublesome. “

Yang Junkun nodded, “You’re right, you and Zhu Xiang, say hello to the bosses, and wait for them to teach Song Fei for me.”

Zheng Gang quickly walked away and found 6 standing Elderly Hei standing behind the crowd and whispered things in their ears. Those people quickly nodded, indicating that there was no problem. Then, Zheng Gang nodded to Yang Junkun and said everything It’s all done.

In the box, except for Zhao Dong who was still desperate, everyone sat silently watching the show. It was indifferent. Zi Yan originally wanted to shoot, but after seeing that neither Big Goat nor Song Fei moved, neither Anxious to shoot, anyway, Zhao Dong was brought out by a big goat.

Ziyan looked at Feng Ling and Feng Xian strangely, and said curiously, “Are you two afraid?”

The wind chime was slightly replied: “I’m afraid.” Feng Xian followed nodded.

“Eh!” Zi Yan looked at the calmness of the two, and found himself asking more than necessary.

Just when Zhao Dong couldn’t support it, shouting loudly suddenly stopped all the underworld: “Stop!”

This is Yang Junkun’s voice, not to say how prestigious Yang Junkun is, but that everyone has been greeted by the boss before, and when someone shouted, they stopped.

Zhao Dong watched the crowd take a few steps back, sighed in relief in his heart, wondering if he could take the opportunity to call someone to catch everyone in front of him.

Behind Zhao Dong, Song Fei lightly said, “Come back, someone is going to perform.”

Anyone want to perform? Zhao Dong is not a fool. On the contrary, he can sit in this position. It is impossible to achieve it without a certain IQ. Although he has some doubts, he pays attention to them.

The crowd separated at the entrance, Yang Junkun squeezed from the crowd into the private room, then flew to Feng Xian’s side, and said nervously: “9, you are all right.”

Campanula said with a smile: “It’s okay, it’s fine.”

Yang Junkun made a sigh of relief and sighed: “It’s okay, I’m glad I came in time.”

After Yang Junkun said, wait for Feng Ling to say something of gratitude, or you know them and other words, so that you can express yourself next. Where can you think of, after Feng Ling said such a sentence, looked at Yang Jun Kun with an inexplicable smile, Then slowly drinking tea, making Yang Junkun feel a little awkward.

Zhao Dong said solemnly: “Do you know them?”

Yang Junkun waited for this sentence, said solemnly: “Not very familiar, but I have some face in this city in Yang, they happen to know me, otherwise, the consequences are really unthinkable.”

The Hooligans crowded at the door spread out, and a bald man wearing sunglasses and black leather clothes with an open belly exposing beer belly walked in from the door.

After seeing the comer, Yang Junkun pointed at the bald man to the wind chimes and the others and said, “This is Boss Yan, the man brought him all. Did you offend him, but 9 children, rest assured that I am here You will be fine. “

“En!” Answered the bell lightly.

Immediately, Yang Junkun turned around and winked at Boss Yan while the wind chimes and the others could not see his face.

Boss Yan sneered, loudly said: “Yang Shao’s face, I can’t help but, who just hit my brother just now, this matter can’t be ignored.”

Zhao Dong coldly said, “What do you want.”

Boss Yan sneered at Zhao Dong with a sneer, coldly snorted and said: “Boy, it is good to have skill, but it is bad to have no eyesight. There is no part of you talking here.”

Immediately afterwards, Boss Yan did not care about Zhao Dong, pointed his finger at Song Fei and said, “Boy, you are crazy. Do you know what is wrong?”

At the same time, Yang Junkun set his sights on the wind chime, and the wind chime said to him with a very dull expression: “Young Master Yang, help my friend.” The original wind chime did not want to say, it was the look of expectations in Yang Junkun’s eyes I had no choice but to cooperate with him.

Yang Junkun turned back to Yan Lao Avenue: “Boss Yan, can you look on my face …”

“No!” Boss Yan reached out and stopped Yang Junkun from speaking out.

Yang Junkun turned back and apologized and laughed at Feng Ling.

The wind chime was also laughed to Yang Junkun, but unexpectedly, Yang Junkun did not continue to plead. It made Yang Junkun feel that Song Fei was not so important in the wind chime’s eyes. Is the wind chime following him, just looking for excitement? ? If this is the case, he Yang Junkun is even more unacceptable.

After thinking about it, how could he easily give him 100000000 million if he was just looking for excitement? If you care about him, why not ask yourself now? Yang Junkun felt that things were beyond his control.

Boss Yan pointed his finger at Song Fei and said, “Boy, get up.”

Song Fei, who had always lowered her head, finally raised her head, staring directly at Boss Yan, smiling lightly.

Boss Yan smiled wryly, squinted his teeth, and sneered, “Dare to see Lao Tzu, did your mother teach you politeness? Now I teach you.” While speaking, Boss Yan raised his palms, moved towards Song Fei’s face fanned over.

Song Fei’s eyes flashed a glance of angry look, dare to say that those who did not have a mother to teach, are now dead.

When Boss Yan’s hand was waved, Song Fei grabbed his hand. Boss Yan wanted to break free from it. Suddenly, he heard a “giggle” from the direction of the right hand, followed by a severe pain from the right hand. Come.

Boss Yan opened his eyes suddenly, and found that the right hand of the word was even crushed. The crisp sound just now turned out to be the voice of his skeleton.

Song Fei kicked lightly, and Boss Yan found that his knees were completely broken. He knelt down on the ground in pain and looked up at Song Fei in disbelief.