Master of the city

For this woman on the ground, Zhang Fan didn't feel much. To say disgust, I don't think so. If you want to say sympathy, you don't have it.

One life, two fortunes and three geomantic omens. Geomantic omen can influence people to a certain extent, but it is also related to human nature. Just now, the woman's active appearance, as if no one else was happy in it, coupled with the upright appearance in the chat record, really makes people feel less compassionate.

Just as Zhao Qilin's friend, Zhang Fan should not let his third aunt be so naked.

As for whether Zhao Haoke will kill that man in his rage, Zhang Fan doesn't care and doesn't want to. On the one hand, this kind of disgusting guy who digs into the corner should be beaten. On the other hand, even if he is really killed, he should be even with the energy of the Apocalypse group.

However, at this time, there was a loud noise in the corridor. It seemed that many people were yelling and rushed over from the stairs. Zhang Fan subconsciously wanted to resist the door, but before he reached the door, the box door was kicked open.

Headed by a bald man in his early 40s, he was wearing a big flowered T-shirt, big flowered underpants and a thin gold chain around his neck, as if for fear that others would not know that he was an upstart.

Seeing this man, Zhang Fan's mouth is a smoke. It's really a narrow road. Bareheaded is no one else. It's Wu Laoliu who made trouble in Jinxiu agency and was finally suppressed by Mr. Liu's son!

"Son of a bitch! Come down from brother Huang

At the beginning, Zhang Fan thought that Wu Laoliu was also hooded and came here to take revenge? But listening to his cry, I knew that Wu Laoliu and the man were together.

The man said before, "who asked you to come to the third floor?" he thought that the third floor was closed when he played in the morning. It was estimated that the three of them were captured by the surveillance camera when they came in, so the thugs headed by Wu Laoliu came here so quickly.

Zhao Haoke has long been red eyed. He doesn't care what people behind him are saying. Zhao Qilin is standing on one side, holding a swing stick and staring at Wu Laoliu.

Despite Zhao Qilin's usual idleness, when he wants to do something like this, all the lights in his eyes are fierce. It seems that the people Wu Laoliu brings can't scare him at all.

"Old six! Help... "

Huang Qizhong squeezed these words out of his teeth, and then he got another blow in the cheek.

When Wu Laoliu saw this posture, he couldn't manage so much. He waved the steel pipe in his hand and hit Zhao Haoke on the back of his head.

if he hit it, Zhao Haoke would have a concussion even if he didn't die.

Seeing this, Zhao Qilin immediately raised his baton to meet him, but to his surprise and Wu Laoliu's surprise, a man was faster than both of them. He suddenly flashed to Wu Laoliu's side, reached for Wu Laoliu's wrist, raised his other hand, and slapped Wu Laoliu in the face.

Wu Laoliu was stunned by this slap.

Just now Zhang Fan stood by and looked on coldly, but he didn't take Zhang Fan seriously. He went straight to Zhao Haoke. It was only when his hand holding the steel pipe was caught by a forceps like hand that he found that the man next to him was not simple. And that slap How can you slap someone in the face in a fight? Father taught his son to fight like this!

Wu Laoliu was furious in his heart. He raised his head and wanted to give the man in front of him a mallet. However, as soon as his head was raised, the muscles on his neck seemed to be frozen, and his head could not be smashed.

"Brother, brother, why, why are you?"

The meat on Wu's eggs kept jumping. As a big bastard, I don't know how many times there are fights in the street. He has not seen the scene of the rainbow coming out of the blood foam after a knife. But he was knocked down by a group of men in military uniform. It's only once in his life.

Wu Laoliu was really afraid, otherwise he could not be soft hearted. He told him about the public security near the shop.

Of course, that's to say at that time, after patrolling around for a day or two, Zhang Fan didn't go any more. Zhang Fan didn't want to get in touch with the Hun Zi, let alone contact him. I thought that the two sides ignored it, but I didn't expect that I met again in this place today.

"Do you know me?" Zhang Fan wanted to slap him again, but seeing Wu Laoliu stuttering, the slap he raised didn't go down at last.

"Yes, how can we not? Look what you said Wu Laoliu laughed miserably for a while, and immediately remembered that he patted his head like something. "Brother, what, Huang Dashao, let your friend stop fighting and something will happen. That's Huang Qizhong, the young master of Jinrong real estate. Let him stop fighting. "

There were a group of younger brothers at the door. Seeing their boss like this, they whispered to each other one after another. A few of them whispered to their companions and asked, "brother, who is that boy? Why did our sixth brother give him such advice? "

"Six brothers? You don't want to get mixed up? "

"Don't push me. You've never been beaten by that boy."

One of the gangsters seems to have made trouble with Wu Laoliu that day. After seeing Zhang Fan clearly, he shrinks back while banging the tooth flower. A pair of posture to leave, but the companion is very gossip, drag clothes let him say clearly."What's the matter? That kid is good at fighting? "

"I'll go. What's a good fight? That day, I saw with my own eyes that he put down three or four brothers in a twinkling of an eye, and there were people carrying guns behind them. "

"I'll go, no way."

Low voice of discussion in the small gangsters, a few originally want to rush up to help the boss cut people are also timid, dare not move. I'm kidding. There are gun bearers in the back. Who dares to provoke them.

Besides, Zhang Fan frowned.

Jinrong real estate is also one of the largest groups in Jiangzhou city. Although its total assets are not comparable to Tianqi group, one third of the construction projects in Jiangzhou city are under the name of Jinrong real estate. It is not too much to say that it is a capital tycoon in Jiangzhou city.

Zhang Fan is an intermediary. He knows this better. He quickly releases Wu Laoliu and hugs Zhao Haoke from behind. "Mr. Zhao, enough, enough, don't fight now."

This is really not Zhang Fan's advice. If Huang Qizhong is a KTV boss, no matter what the fight is, Zhao Qilin will deal with it. However, the young master of Jinrong real estate is not the same. Zhao Qilin may not be able to bear the burden. When the time comes, Zhao Haoke will have to bear the blame.

"Let me go! You let me go! I'm going to beat him to death today! Let go of me

Zhao Haoke, who has been silent for a long time, is really erupting now. When he is dragged away by Zhang Fan, he is constantly struggling. His strength is so strong that Zhang fan can't hold his true Qi. This man really has a volcano in his heart.

Zhao Qilin didn't know how to continue. Although he knew about Jinrong real estate not long after he first returned to Jiangzhou, he couldn't bear to fight, but he didn't want to fight. His grandson didn't deserve to be beaten.

"Let me go! I'll give up today. I have to kill him! "

How can Zhao Haoke allow Zhang Fan to drag him away and kick Huang Qizhong while struggling? Unfortunately, Zhang Fan has already dragged him away for a few steps. Even if he kicks, he can only kick the air.

"It's all right for you to go out. What will you do if you involve Xiao Linzi?"

Zhang Fan whispered such a sentence in Zhao Haoke's ear, and Zhao Haoke's excited nerves suddenly seemed to be splashed with cold water. He has a rotten life of his own. But what about the nephew who came to help?

In the box, I fell into a strange silence. I could only hear heavy breathing, low sobbing, and grinning air-conditioning.

Huang Qizhong was beaten so fat that his eyes were a little lax. He finally took a breath, and the fierce light gradually came out of his eyes.

"Wu Old six What's your special What are you doing now? Give me Cut off all three bastards

Huang Qizhong's mouth is not swollen, and his teeth are missing. His speech is not only leaky, but every word seems to be squeezed out of his lips. His tone sounds very creepy.

"Huang Shao, this, this is not very good. We are all civilized people. We'd better not fight."

Wu Laoliu accompanies Xiaolian to the edge of the sofa and wipes the blood on Huang Qizhong's face with a paper towel. Zhang Fan just feels that his goose bumps are constantly coming out. How can this scene look more creepy than fighting?

"Let go, let go of your sister's screw fart, are you special When did you become a civilized man? Believe it or not I'll chop with you... "

"Don't worry, Huang Shao. It's better to get rid of the enemy than to get married. You played with other people's wives, but they came to the door. I think that's the end of the matter. Don't hurt the friendship, don't hurt the friendship."

Wu Laoliu began to make peace with Huang Qizhong. In front of his eyes, the second generation of rich people never stop scolding him. You say that women are everywhere. Why do you have to play with this boy's friend's wife?

This boy is not only hard in bone, but also hard in background. If you are worried, people will smash your broken KTV three or five times, but no one dares to say anything. My ancestors, you can just say a few words and fool it over.

"Get the hell out of NIMA! Do you want to do it or not? Don't dare to get out of here now. There are many people who help me with my work! " Huang Qizhong staggered from the sofa and reached out to copy a wine bottle on the tea table.

Zhao Qilin had been silent for a long time. Seeing his action, he finally made up his mind. He grabbed the bottle before Huang Qizhong and smashed it on Huang Qizhong's head.

Huang Qizhong fell in response to the "crash" of broken glass.

Zhao Qilin fiercely compared the goods with a middle finger, "don't think it's special that the Huang family is very young. You are a rich second generation, and I'm Zhao Qilin of Tianqi group. If you don't agree, just come to me! Paralyzed, I'll play with you! "