"This young boss of a tea restaurant is actually also a gangster."

"And he has so many younger brothers..."

Some customers talked about it.

It was busy until six o'clock in the afternoon, and there were basically no customers.

"Everyone, just eat something. I was too busy at noon and forgot to sell vegetables."

He Tianci brought 10 large plates, which were the working meals of 202 younger brothers.

"Master, I'm tired of eating big fish and meat. It's not bad to change the taste."

Wang Jiu smiled.

In a blink of an eye, it was the early hours of the night.

Dongxing He Yong, with gauze wrapped on his face, came angrily with more than 300 Dongxing boys.

In the end, only three people were seen.

One was He Tianci, one had blue hair, and one looked crazy.

"Wang Jiu, Tianhong, just beat up these Dongxing boys."

"Leave He Yong to me!"

"Do it."

After saying that, He Tianci rushed up first.

Luo Tianhong drew out the Eight-sided Han Sword and followed closely behind him. Wang Jiu laughed strangely and ran over.

Of course, the 200 short mules (Luo Tianhong, Wang Jiu's younger brother) who were ambushing on both sides of the tea restaurant rushed out immediately.

Suddenly, the melee began.

Here comes Wang Jiu's classic famous line!

Facing Wang Jiu surrounded by dozens of Dongxing boys, he was not afraid at all.

With his hands full of internal strength, facing the steel knives that chopped on his back and chest, he just shouted: "I will resist, I will resist..."

The next second!

The four Dongxing boys holding steel knives were instantly stunned!

When they came, they had already done experiments, and the big bones of cattle only needed two cuts.

Now!

He actually chopped the crazy young man in front of him, and nothing happened.

"Fuck, I don't believe it. This madman's whole body is made of steel plates."

A small leader of Dongxing boys waved the sharp steel knife in his hand.

Wang Jiu bit it with his teeth.

The next second!

With a "clang" sound, the steel knife broke into three or four pieces.

Wang Jiu let out a strange cry and punched the Dongxing leader in front of him.

After all, in addition to hard qigong, his boxing and kicking skills are also very powerful.

"Clang!"

The sharp steel knife chopped on He Tianci's head and broke into three pieces.

Dongxing He Yong was frightened and stepped back several steps.

"With this little strength, you are looking for revenge on me, get down."

With He Tianci's left foot, he kicked He Yong in a certain part, causing him to lie on the ground with his hands holding his balls and wailing.

"Brothers, retreat, retreat quickly."

More than 300 Dongxing boys, even without the help of Luo Tianhong and Wang Jiu, the two bosses, their brothers can chop the Dongxing boys into pieces.

Look, a small Dongxing leader, regardless of He Yong's life or death, took more than 20 Dongxing boys, threw away his weapons and ran away alone.

That's right!

This is the combat power of the intermediate elite fighter.

"Hand over all the Hong Kong dollars on you to me, otherwise I will break your legs."

After Wang Jiu finished speaking, he randomly selected a "lucky" audience.

With a scream, the left leg of a Dongxing boy made a sound of broken bones.

With the scream, the injured Dongxing boys were frightened and took out the Hong Kong dollars on their bodies.

"He Yong, we meet again!"

He Tianci grabbed his head with one hand and lifted him up directly.

"What do you want to do?"

"My boss is Situ Haonan, one of the Five Tigers of Dongxing. As long as you dare..."

He Yong said pretentiously.

"Call him and ask him to bring 1 million Hong Kong dollars, otherwise I will turn you into a eunuch."

"With your character, if you become a eunuch, will it be more painful than killing you?"

He Tianci sneered.

"No, I'll call you and you put me down."

He Yong said nervously.

After a while.

Situ Haonan, who was negotiating the opium trade with the representative of the Siamese warlord in the bar, received a call from the number one henchman.

After learning about the incident, he replied with a dark face: "I'll go over now."

Suddenly!

Sava, the representative of the Siamese warlord, asked: "Do you need my help?"

"The bodyguard is bored."

After a few seconds of silence.

"Thank you, Mr. Sava, I'll handle this matter myself."

"Fat Mama, call the three top players in the bar in, I'm going out to do something."

Situ Haonan got up and left the box with several younger brothers.

About 10 minutes later.

At the entrance of the tea restaurant, He Tianci, who was eating hot pot, saw Situ Haonan coming.

"Brother Haonan, save me!"

He Yong, who was beaten into a pig's head again, lay on the ground and shouted.

"Are you He Tianci, the son of He Shuiniu?"

"Why? Do you want to make a name for yourself in Locke Road with our Dongxing brothers?"

Situ Haonan sneered

"I have no interest in your Dongxing. It was your number one henchman who picked it out first."

"A total of 1 million Hong Kong dollars. Give me the money and I'll let you go immediately."

If you look closely, you will find that He Tianci put the meat at more than 60 degrees directly into his mouth and swallowed it.

That's right!

This is one of the bugs of the talent skill Hard Qigong Perfection.

Now he won't sweat even if the outdoor temperature is 100 degrees.

After all, the temperature of red-hot charcoal is more than 100 degrees!

Back to the topic.

"Here is 1 million Hong Kong dollars. I'm afraid you dare to take it and you won't live to spend it."

After Situ Haonan finished speaking, a younger brother came to He Tianci with a password box and opened it. There were 1,000 Hong Kong dollars in it.

"Thank you!"

"He Yong, you can get out now!"

He Tianci took the password box and said happily.

Seeing this, He Yong stood up and walked to the boss.

"Let's go back first!"

"He Tianci, I'll remember you."

Situ Haonan said, and left with his brothers.

After a while.

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Fat Orange reminded.

One hour later.

Situ Haonan reached a cooperation with Sava. In the early hours of the day after tomorrow, a batch of opium worth 30 million Hong Kong dollars will be shipped from a certain wharf in Tsuen Wan.

After sending Sava away.

"Boss, when will we deal with that bastard He Tianci?"

"I want him to become a eunuch."

He Yong said angrily.

"Wait until all the opium worth 30 million Hong Kong dollars is sold, and then we will slowly deal with him."

Situ Haonan replied.

At eight o'clock the next morning, the tea restaurant continued to open.

This scared some customers who came to eat.

Although these customers were not gangsters, they also knew the boss of Dongxing He Yong, who was the leader of the famous Dongxing Five Tigers.

Now he dared to open the business, proving that the boss's strength was extraordinary.

"Amao, Azhong, Ayi, the three of you go next door and bring the milk tea made by my mother. The guests are waiting for it!"

At this moment, He Tianci was so excited.

Before, I was almost sweating in the kitchen when cooking. Now that I have learned hard qigong, not only do I not sweat, my face is not even red!

[Tie Tie, don't worry, I am working hard on typing, please give me a little gift to comfort me...]

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