Sister, you miss me

Yang Feng exhaled a long breath, moved his neck, waist and back, and did a few chest expansion exercises. Only then did Zhu Rongrong's wounds be covered with family golden sore medicine and bandaged.

Fa Ge said: "It's an eye-opener, our brothers are also arty in this smelly place, cooking wine and heroes."

"The wine is cooked? The three brothers are really interested."

Fa Ge shook his head and smiled: "You must have a heart, your kid is unfathomable, and your future achievements will be unlimited. Now that you have the opportunity, you must have a good relationship with you."

Yang Feng took a look at the phone, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, give me an hour."

Yang Feng walked into the car quickly. After starting it, he thought for a while, took out a bundle of hundred yuan bills from the glove box, walked back to the house, put it in Li Hu's hand, and said, "Uncle Li, take this one first. Go and come."

Before Li Hu could say anything, Yang Feng turned his head and left.

Yang Feng sat in the driving seat again, and Hua Ge pulled the door frame and shouted, "Xiao Feng, why are you going in such a hurry? You always have to eat, not when you have finished eating."

Yang Feng replied: "The wine is so warm first, the older brothers wait a moment, and the Qiu does not stay overnight, I will meet Hua Biao."

After all, the Grand Cherokee walked away slowly.

Brother Hua shouted: "Xiao Feng, be careful of traps!"

Regarding Hua Ge's reminder, whether it was true or false, Yang Feng was grateful.

Yang Feng received a text message from Yang Wei. Hua Biao was drunk and dreaming at Wild Lily KTV.

Yang Feng had also suspected that Yang Wei might have a problem. He was playing tricks and reaping the benefits. He also thought that this was a trap, but even if it was Tiger Den Longtan, he had to break into it.

On the center console, the phone vibrated, the screen turned on, and the word "Hao Liang" was displayed.

Yang Feng used a Bluetooth headset to connect, and Xiong Wei said, "Where are you?"

Yang Feng did not answer and asked, "Are there eyebrows?"

"No." Hao Liang's voice was a little lost.

"Twenty-four hours soon."

Hao Liang sighed: "Where are you and what are you doing?"

"Shuning, the pig's head was scrapped. I'll come to help him get revenge."

"Crapped? Why is it discarded?"

"Pick off the hamstrings."

"Ah..." Hao Liang exclaimed, "People are afraid of famous pigs and they are afraid of being strong, so someone must be jealous.

"Maybe."

"Yang Feng, you are single-handedly and you are unfamiliar with the place of life. Why do you take revenge?"

"courage."

"Yang Feng, listen to me. I know you have two things, and I also know that you are under a lot of pressure, angry and hateful, but you really can't bear all the responsibilities, let alone be so brutal, you will ruin yourself. "

"Thank you, I know exactly what I am doing."

"Yang Feng, co-author I said so much, they are all playing the piano to cows."

"At least I am not a cow."

"This is not funny, not at all."

"I'm here, I'm hanging up."

"Hey, Yang Feng, listen to me!"

"Thank you, really."

"Xiao Feng..."

Yang Feng hung up the phone, turned off the phone, and parked the car across the road.

In the provincial city at night, neon flashes everywhere, bizarre.

Looking up, the building opposite is where Wild Lily KTV is located. The sign made of neon lights, the word "Hundred" just doesn't shine, and it sounds a bit strange to read.

Yang Feng took a deep breath, took a mouthful of white mist to his palm, raised the collar of the leather trench coat, and walked into the KTV revolving door.

At the same time, the lily box on the third floor was smoky and overcrowded.

Skating, sucking fans, singing, dancing, drinking, melee...

The sound was turned on to the loudest, deafening, everyone was still the same, as if this was heaven and the end.

Hua Biao is only skating and never touched K. He had just passed the two ice girls. Now he is a bit dizzy and not very angry.

Hua Biao picked up a bottle of Budweiser and touched Yang Wei next to him: "You said Yang Feng will definitely come?"

Yang Wei was sober and restrained. He answered fairly well: "I think he will."

Hua Biao looked savage: "As long as he dares to come, I guarantee that he and Zhu Rongrong will end up together."

"Brother Biao, there must be no accidents. He came from me. As long as I can turn over, I will be finished."

"Accident?" Hua Biao slapped a May Fourth Army pistol on the glass table and smiled coldly: "Unless this thing gets stuck."

Yang Wei said: "Brother Biao, this Yang Feng has a very good skill. One can play seven or eight. It's better to prepare well."

"It's quite enough, don't believe me." Hua Biao clapped his hands, and several people in different directions in the room raised their guns.

Yang Wei nodded slightly: "So I can rest assured."

At this moment, a little brother came in and muttered a few words in Hua Biao’s ear. Hua Biao nodded slightly, and laughed around Yang Wei: “You really are a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. This Yang Feng really dares to go to the meeting alone. what?"

Two minutes later, Yang Feng pushed open the solid wood door of the Lily box, and he was greeted with an extremely complex smell.

Tobacco and alcohol, perfume, sweat... protein smell.

The people around the pipe were unmoved, holding the foil and biting the straw. Only Yang Wei stood up slowly and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, here comes."

The room is really not people, in addition to the smell of material, there are deafening sound.

However, Yang Feng saw Scarface beside Yang Wei, and Scarface was also looking at him.

The boss has an aura, the scar face is loose and leaning on the leather sofa, his head is high, his eyelids are not willing to pinch Yang Feng.

"Hua Biao?"

"You are Yang Feng? You are not as well-known as meeting each other! Are you weaned since you are so young?"

As soon as they started talking, they pinched, and after speaking, Hua Biao laughed to himself.

Yang Feng responded with a smile.

Hua Biao's laughter stopped abruptly. He sat up straight and said, "Why, I didn't dare to come in when I reached the door. I was afraid that there would be a hidden dragon and a tiger in the room?"

Yang Feng sneered at each other: "Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger? You really will raise your own worth and put gold on your face."

"You...you kind of come in." Hua Biao raised the volume.

"You will never know if there is a species or not." Yang Feng sneered: "I will naturally go in. You are the swordsman and the gunman at most."

"You really are not afraid of death!" Hua Biao showed his pistol and squeezed the word "death" from between his teeth.

"I'm afraid you dare not shoot."

After all, Yang Feng raised his foot and stepped into the room.

The front foot enters the door, and someone on the back foot closes the door.

An evil man stretched out his hand from behind and pressed it to Yang Feng's shoulder. Yang Feng suddenly turned around and smashed his face with a punch.

The evil man fell on his back without a grunt.

The bridge of the nose must be broken, it hurts so much!Hua Biao subconsciously covered his nose.

Six people stood up in the room, each with a gun, skillfully pulling the bolt, pointing at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng was surrounded by a fan, evaluating the current situation.

Seeing that the overall situation had been set, Hua Biao stood up and applauded, laughing: "Yang Feng, Chunyang County eldest brother, nothing more than this bird."

Yang Feng sneered coldly: "Hua Biao, you know the purpose of my coming. I'm here to ask my brothers. Do you want to give me power, or do you want to talk about it?"

"Damn, you dare to talk to Lao Tzu like this when you were pointed at by a gun. Are you really nervous or afraid?"

Yang Feng shook his head: "I don't think Brother Biao will shoot for no reason, Yang Wei, do you think so?"

"I..." Yang Wei looked unnatural.

"Very well, you really became a guest of Brother Biao." Yang Feng nodded: "You told me that Brother Biao was drunk and dreaming here, but what I saw was a sober-minded guy, you blame me Yeah!"

"Haha..." Hua Biao poked his own temple with a gun and laughed: "You are young anyway, do you have any brains? It's just a reaction now, isn't it too late?"

"Hua Biao, just talk about things. You abolished my brother. What happened to this?"

"Oh, about that, you ask Yang Wei."

"I'll just ask you."

Hua Biao smiled: "He slept with my woman, and I abolished his hands and feet. It was justified and fair. This matter is over. You see, I didn't continue to pursue it."

"In that case, I'm leaving."

After Yang Feng said, he turned around.

"Hold on."

"Why, something else?"

"The matter between me and Zhu Rongrong is over, and the relationship with you, Brother Feng, has just begun. It is true that you have a problem with your brain. Biao, I have put on such a big battle, just to talk to you? "

"What do you want?"

"Always leave something when you come?"

"for example?"

"Same as Zhu Rongrong."

"You can try."

"Bring him here."

Under Hua Biao's order, four people pointed their guns at Yang Feng, and two held Yang Feng. Yang Feng was held by two guns and sent to Hua Biao.

Hua Biao's height was similar to Yang Feng's, which made him unable to find any condescending superiority, so he stared and shouted, "Kneel down."

"There is a shot."

"Let him kneel."

Before Hua Biao's words fell, he kicked Yang Feng's knees with extremely heavy kicks, but he remained motionless.

Looking at Hua Biao, his gaze became increasingly cold and stubborn.

Snapped!

A pain in the forehead, blood-red liquid covered his left eye.

"Fuck, you dare to see Lao Tzu like that."

Yang Feng knew that his eyebrows were broken, but this level of pain couldn't make him give in.

Therefore, Hua Biao saw the eyes that made him even more mad.

Hua Biao was trembling with anger. He pulled the bolt and loaded the bullet, raising the muzzle to withstand Yang Feng's forehead.

Yang Feng's face was silent, his muscles were already tight, he was confident, even if Hua Biao pulled the trigger and pulled him to cushion his back, there would be no problem.

"You..." Hua Biao's muzzle shifted, turning his anger into joy, "Grandma's, who is Lord Biao, I don't know you as a kid."

The change in Hua Biao's expression made Yang Feng very surprised, but his words were even more unacceptable.

Hua Biao waved his hand and turned his back to Yang Feng: "Shut up his mouth, beat him up and can't take care of himself, and finally pick his big tendons."

Yang Feng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, ready to violent.

Someone behind him desperately pulled him, his muzzle poked his back, and Yang Feng's feet seemed to be rooted, unmoved.

The two couldn't pull Yang Feng, so they called for help.

Soon, the two of them hugged their legs and the two of them framed their arms, and they were about to move Yang Feng to the corner of the house.

Yang Feng felt that the time to make a desperate move had arrived.

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