HKTV: How come all my subordinates are underworld boys?

When more than ten yellow scarf warriors heard this, their eyes suddenly widened and even glowed faintly.

Their loyalty is a variant version of die-hard loyalty, fanaticism.

In their eyes, Chu Feng is their great teacher.

And when fighting around a great virtuous master, your combat effectiveness will triple!

Hearing Ali's fierce shouting, the golden warriors rummaged through the boxes and cabinets one after another.

It won't take a while.

Wooden sticks as thick as legs were dug out from all corners.

The tip of the stick was studded with nails.

Although these weapons look simple, with the size of the Yellow Turban Warrior and the giant nail-headed club, half of his body would be bloody and bloody if he hit it with one blow.

Coupled with that tendon meat, there are three words revealed all over the body - deterrence!

"The real owner is here, let's go out and take a look."Chu Feng stood up and left the office under the escort of Ah"607" Xiu and others. The people in the ballroom were none other than Zhaoji's group.

At this time, Zhaoji was leading his men , smashed things on the dance floor.

Zhao Ji naturally remembered Wang Bao's instructions. This time, he just gave Chu Feng a warning, so he only smashed things and didn't hit anyone when Chu Feng and others came out.

They were hitting the booths and glass on the dance floor.

However, after several hammer blows, the booths were not even broken. However, the girls and customers around them all screamed and ran aside.

Although the whole scene seemed like a mess, the customers and the girls had no intention of leaving.

Many of these girls were from Chu Feng's place.

As for the customers, they hung out in the bar all year round. It was obvious at a glance that these people were just here to smash things. Although they hid aside, they all stopped and chose to watch the fun.

Seeing Zhao Ji and others like this, Chu Feng couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey, those glasses are bulletproof."

"Even if you smash it until your grandson is born, you may not be able to smash it."

Chu Feng took the microphone of the DJ next to him and said.

Under the amplification of the bar's sound, Chu Feng's voice instantly suppressed the sound of smashing.

Hearing this, Zhao Ji suddenly looked around.

He paused. After a long time, he saw Chu Feng in the dark corridor of the bar. After seeing Chu Feng,

Zhao Ji came to the East District corridor half an hour ago and began to observe the situation.

There were people guarding him, so he chose this place.

Unexpectedly, Chu Feng was there.

For a moment,

Zhao Ji had the idea of stepping forward to capture Chu Feng.

However, before he could take action, Wang Bao. The warning sounded in his mind again.

In the end, Zhaoji chose to obey the order.

"withdraw!"

The purpose of warning Chu Feng has been achieved, and the recruitment is no longer stopping, and is ready to leave.

However,

"Want to leave? Can you leave?

Chu Feng sneered,"Ali, seal the door!""

In an instant, the Yellow Turban warriors hiding in the dark appeared directly from the darkness under the leadership of Ali, and the entire gate was surrounded by water.

Just now, the reason why Chu Feng let Zhao Ji and others smash it for a long time was because the Yellow Turban warriors They went to block the door. Chu

Feng also saw that he recruited this group of people just to smash things. If anything happened, he was ready to put oil on his feet.

However, why did Chu Feng follow their wishes?

In the dark, Chu Feng took advantage of Zhao Ji and others' attack and asked Ali and others to go around to the door without saying anything.

At the same time,

Zhao Ji and his subordinates also saw clearly. He saw the tall and burly figure of the Yellow Turban Warrior at the door.

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As for his subordinates, after seeing the nail-headed stick in the Yellow Turban Warrior's hand, they all looked cold. Their expressions changed.

Not only were these strong men taller than them, but their thighs were also thicker than theirs. What about the intimidating big sticks in their hands? Aren't you looking for death?

Thinking of this, the faces of the group of people led by Zhao Ji were frightened by the aura of the yellow scarf warriors, and they lost their fighting spirit.

"Now that you're here, don't go back.

Chu Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold,"Clear the field, everyone, fight me!""

Those customers originally wanted to watch.

But when the girls in the bar heard Chu Feng's words, they immediately persuaded those customers to leave.

After they left,

Ali raised the nail-headed club in his hand and took the lead. 0...

Other yellow scarf warriors also rushed forward.

"You dare to come and destroy our place, are you tired of living?"

"With these little arms and legs, I can fight three of them by myself, so don’t fight with me!"

"For the great virtuous teacher!"

……

A group of yellow scarf warriors rushed toward Zhao Ji and the others with their eyes wide open.

It only takes a moment.

In the ballroom, hysterical wailing could be heard.

These wailings were naturally made by the people who had been recruited and brought here.

They were already frightened by the yellow scarf warriors. Seeing so many strong men rushing towards them, they could only raise their swords to parry in a hurry.

However.

The knives and steel pipes in their hands are no match for the mace in the hands of the yellow scarf warriors.

With one blow of the stick, the group of people who had been recruited and brought along either had their household registrations broken, or they were thrown out even with their weapons and weapons.

It takes less than two minutes.

The people brought in during the recruitment had their heads blown off by the yellow scarf warriors, or a large piece of flesh and blood was torn off by a nail-headed stick, and they lay on the ground and kept wailing.

Only by recruiting one person can we barely survive.

But even so.

He did not dare to fight head-on with the Yellow Turban warriors, so he could only rely on his flexible body skills to dodge the attacks of these huge Yellow Turban warriors.

However, after a while, Zhao Ji was out of breath.

"No, if this continues, I’m afraid I’ll have to explain it here!"

Zhaoji glanced around.

In just a short period of time, not all of the people he brought over had fallen down, and no one was standing.

Seeing this scene, Zhaoji felt a rare trace of fear in his heart.

There is sweat on his forehead now, and even his white shirt is soaked with sweat. It is obvious that his physical strength will be exhausted soon. If he can hide for a while, he will not be able to hide for the rest of his life.

I can only let others slaughter me.

"We have to find a way!"

Zhao Ji's mind turned sharply.

After seeing the direction of Chu Feng, Zhao Ji's eyes suddenly lit up.

Take Chu Feng!

Thinking of this, he tightly clenched the dagger in his hand and rushed in the direction of Chu Feng. Go.

However, before he could reach the front, the skinny young man with short legs quickly rushed out from behind Chu Feng and rushed towards him.