The Evil God is Invincible

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, all of them are silent. In my heart, where do you want to go? How many people don't get hurt every day?

After a long time, Zhu Bin, the injured White Tiger Hall's head, said, "Help Master, we really haven't done anything during this time. But there's one thing I don't know if I should say it?"

Lang Kun glared at him: "You motherfucker, you should say whether you should say it or not. It's time now. If you have farts, let them out."

"I, I heard from my subordinates that the head of the Matriarch of Neitang brought people to the site of our Baihutang two days ago. I heard that there was a conflict with the students of Capital University..."

He looked at Ma Xi and didn't dare to say any more, because the inner hall of the six halls was the first, followed by Ma Xi's execution hall. Usually, Ma Xi was above the others.

Lang Kun narrowed his eyes and stared at Ma Xi, his eyes shooting at Ma Xi like knives and arrows. "Ma Xi, what are you talking about?"

Ma Xi couldn't help but glanced at the head of the White Tiger Hall, turned his face back and said to Lang Kun with a charming smile: "Brother Kun, it's not really a big deal, it's my brother that Liu Peng and Young Master Liu called a few days ago. , Said that he and a classmate named Li Jun robbed a little girl, suffered a little loss, and asked him to help, I happened to be fine that day, so I followed."

As he spoke, he suddenly thought of what Li Jun said that day, and couldn't help his heart beat faster, "Damn, it's impossible that this kid really did it, right?"

In the hotel that day, Li Jun said gloomily: "Hmph, the people who shouldn't be offended, I want you to know who is the one who shouldn't be offended." Thinking of Li Jun's devilish skills, if it's really him, Coupled with so many subordinates who can fight, my god, the Dragon Tiger Gang is really going to end.

But how could Ma Xi dare to say these words?

"Oh"

Lang Kun's eyes burst into a gleam of light, "What about later?"

Ma Xi was stunned for a moment, the more he was afraid of what, the more he became. "Later, we went there twice and were beaten by that student named Li Jun..."

Ma Xi didn't dare to hide it, so he told the story in detail one by one.

While listening to Ma Xi's remarks, Lang Kun paced back and forth on the ground. Until Ma Xi finished speaking, Lang Kun was still walking around there, with a gloomy expression on his face, his brows furrowed, and he didn't say a word.

"You said that the one who was with Li Jun was the granddaughter of Mr. Zhang?" Lang Kun walked up to Ma Xi and asked, staring into Ma Xi's eyes.

"Yes, it is."

"Pa" an extremely loud slap hit Ma Xi's face. "You're a motherfucker, and I don't even know that I was killed by you. I have told you many times a long time ago that you have to hide and hide from those people. Don't say it's you, even if I see you, I have to Hide away, who told you to do it in front of the grandfather Zhang's granddaughter?"

Lang Kun walked back and forth irritably, staring at Ma Xi, who was slapped with blood, and shouted arrogantly, "Why don't you report it to me?"

"Liu Gongzi said, said yes, he is responsible for something." Ma Xi said in a low voice.

Lang Kun glared at Ma Xi angrily, and kicked Ma Xi to the ground with a violent kick: "Damn, he is in charge? He can take the blame. Your brain is flooded, the one who was beaten by others. It looks like he doesn't even dare to put a fart, obviously the old man Zhang got involved, otherwise you go to the police station and try to make a fuss, dammit, you will have been shot long ago."

Lang Kun now understands everything. No wonder he wanted to invite Director Liu for dinner yesterday, but couldn't get in touch with him. Finally, he found out that Director Liu had just been invited to the Disciplinary Committee for tea. According to reports, the new director, who was just replaced, was surnamed Cao, the grandson of the founding father Cao Lao.

No wonder the police station and the "friends" in the department didn't even call him for two days in a row. If this happened before, those people would have been begging themselves not to make a fuss. There is also Liu Peng, the boy who was beaten and stayed in the hospital and dared not come out. It turned out that everyone knew it, but no one dared to stretch out his head to help him, not even dare to say a word. Even if it is secretly passing a message, you can take the initiative to admit your mistake if you can't afford it, then maybe there is still a little room for it, now it's too late.

However, I, Lang Kun, are not so easy to bully.

Lang Kun's face was hideous, he roared fiercely, kicked the chair beside his feet, and took a deep breath. Looking at the "Lord of the Sixth Hall" (accustomed to call it) who was trembling in front of him, he grinned and said: "Since the business of Baihu Hall and Xuanwu Hall have been looted, then simply shrink the personnel of each hall and concentrate on Qinglongtang and Zhuquetang, and then mobilize the masters of Jin City to reinforce, I want to see what the other party can do..."

This person deserves to be a hero who has been in the underworld for many years. He acts decisively and perseveringly without any hesitation. He resolutely abandons the White Tiger Hall and Xuanwu Hall that were cleaned by Tian Hai, and concentrates superior forces to strictly guard against Qinglong Hall and Suzaku Hall. In the two places, there are many strong men with broken wrists, which are not easily comparable to ordinary people.

After Ma Xi and the others led their orders away, Lang Kun sighed, sat back on the sofa, and closed his eyes gently.

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The four-storey office building of Tianren Garment Co., Ltd. on Desheng Street, the three floors above are still being renovated. In the two humble rooms on the first floor, Li Jun stood at the front, facing Zhang Yanan's abduction. The nine classmates (employees) who came here talked eloquently.

A freshman who has just been admitted to Capital University has no stage fright in front of all the seniors, talking about the fashion design major that these arrogant girls are proud of, and still winning bursts of applause, this cannot but be said to be a miracle .

Zhang Yanan, who was sitting on the sidelines and listening, had long since disappeared. At this moment, she is looking at the handsome Li Jun with admiration, her eyes are full of jumping little stars. "Why does this person seem to know everything?"

"Well, the way he waved just now was so handsome!"

...Oh, why do I think so? Could it be that I really like him? Zhang Yanan's face turned red like a ripe apple unconsciously.