Urban Super Soldier King

In particular, there is no news on the road overnight, so he can be forced to go nowhere in his own home. How can chongwenhu meet people on the road after the news goes out.

Especially when he was just in the upper position, he didn't know how many people were staring at him with a magnifying glass, waiting for him to make mistakes instead.

Although the third master's golden words are seldom taken back, there are precedents. Chongwenhu dare not take risks.

In his early years, he lived and died. After many years of hard work, he was once wasted for more than 20 years by cold storage. Now he is finally on the throne of power. He does not allow anyone or anything to shake his position under the buttocks!

Although he knows that Lin Hongjun and others are not easy to be provoked, he would rather spell out all his younger brothers. Today, he is determined not to step back!

"Brother tiger, don't just talk and don't practice. Call your little brothers to come to the rescue." Lin Hongjun said with a faint smile.

"Boy! Don't be wild! It's just a simple warm-up to play with you. After all, the bar street is our territory. I can easily call people ten or even twenty times as many as you.

Even if it's a fight, it's my chongwenhu who laughs to the end, not your little security team with more than 40 people! " Chongwen tiger is cruel and fierce. He is obviously ready to hurt the enemy by one thousand and lose eight hundred.

"Brother Hu seems to have absolute confidence in the situation, but I'm not afraid to tell you that our brothers just had a simple movement, but they haven't moved yet.

If we really want to shake off our arms and play, don't mention your bar street, even if it's two streets and three streets, we can't afford it! " Lin Hongjun looked at his watch and estimated that it was time for Du Jinlong to do it.

Chongwenhu is now in a dilemma. He really has a lot of younger brothers to fight for. But after all, the bar street is such a big place. If so many younger brothers are all gone, his boss will be dead in name.

At this time, a burst of mobile phone ringing, before the opening of the younger brother connected the phone, and then his face became extremely ugly.

"Brother tiger, our field has been copied. Those brothers are on their way. Do you want to send half of them back to save the field?" The little brother hurried to chongwenhu and said anxiously.

Chongwen tiger's face turned white in an instant. The place was copied. Who is so bold!

Chongwenhu suddenly realized something. Before, there were at least two or three hundred bareheaded enemies. Originally, he thought the boy was dizzy with drugs, but now he finally recovered. What's the matter!

I didn't expect that the other side's target was their field, so I started in two ways!

These 40 people have been so terrible. If you add those hundreds of people who are going to the court, it's OK!

Although he constantly comforted himself, the rest of them would not be able to fight like these people in front of him. At first, they were a little bit better than the ordinary bastards, but chongwenhu's heart is really bottomless now!

At present, it may not be effective to let the younger brothers come to save the field, but their field is doomed to fall. Although chongwenhu is not as brave as he was, he still has a little brain and blood left.

After repeated weighing, chongwenhu finally made a difficult decision!

"Let all the boys go back to the field, and be sure to take all the fields back!" Chongwenhu said.

The little brother immediately panicked: "tiger brother, if you lose the field, you can still find it back, but if you don't have people, you will have nothing!"

"Shut up! I have my own opinion! " Chongwen Hu shouts, and then grabs the one to fight toward Lin Hongjun and others.

"Boy, no matter who you are, it's a hero if you dare to take a small group of people to copy my base camp. I always cherish heroes.

If I call all my little brothers here, even if my little brothers are damaged here, you can't go back with all your arms and legs. This shouldn't be the treatment a hero should have.

Well, let's fight alone tonight. If you win, I'll give you two million yuan. In the future, we'll keep well water.

If I win, I won't embarrass you. Take your people and swear that I will never fight against chongwenhu again. What do you think? " Chongwenhu thinks that his offer is sincere enough, but Lin Hongjun only has a sneer on his face.

"I don't think you can figure out the situation. Do you think you are qualified to negotiate with me now! Even if it's one-on-one, you don't deserve to be my opponent Lin Hongjun put up a finger and shook it.

Chongwen tiger suddenly erupted. At that time, these old people who followed the third master were all in the arms of Jedi. Which one was not the same hard Qigong and excellent fists.

Although he has been marginalized for more than 20 years, his story has rarely spread on the road, but his pride has never been obliterated!

"Boy! You are so rampant! Single to single do you think you are really my opponent! When I became famous on the road, you didn't know where to hold the bottle Chongwen tiger raised the knife in his hand, just like the crazy appearance of his youth.

Lin Hongjun disdained to say: "you say I'm rampant right, who let me have rampant capital, not afraid of death come, don't blame me didn't say hello to you, I can't defend when I punch, often dead!"

"Arrogance

With a roar, Chongwen Hu tore his T-shirt and rushed towards Lin Hongjun. The muscles on his strong body were full of explosive force. Even the little brothers around him were stunned.

Sure enough, he is brother Qi's brother of life and death. His fighting power can't be underestimated!

As for the disdain on Lin Hongjun's face, he rushed to Chongwen tiger with an arrow.

It was only a minute from the beginning to the end of the battle. A bright sword came out and plunged directly into the leather sofa in the distance. As for Chongwen tiger, his pupils were lax and he fell to the ground with an incredible look on his face.

Five moves! Chongwen tiger is so fierce that he can't survive five moves under Lin Hongjun!

Not only those bastards, but also the security team was shocked. Before, they thought that Lin Hongjun could become the security team leader just because of his good luck. Now they finally know that Han Fei had seen his strength from the beginning. He was so powerful!

"From today on, chongwenhu will be removed from Haibin road!" Lin Hongjun said coldly.

As for the other side, Du Jinlong led a group of younger brothers to sweep all the venues by rolling, especially after knowing the situation on this side of the villa, those bastards also had no idea of resistance. The tree fell, the monkey scattered, and the bar street changed owners tonight!

That night, the third master, who had been sleeping, received the news. He was so angry that he even smashed his cherished brush wash in the Southern Song Dynasty.

"No! It's the opposite! I don't care what background and backing these people have. In a week, I want them to disappear completely from the seaside! " The old Third Master was still in his power. With a roar, several confidants were scared out in a cold sweat.

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The next morning, just after dawn, Han Fei was assigned a special task by Wang Rong to go out on business.

That place is relatively remote. Han Fei followed the navigation for a long time before he found a general location. He was almost at lunch time.

In front is a large open space, several bamboo poles supporting a oilcloth, which is a crude open-air restaurant.

Although the sanitary conditions of these open-air restaurants are poor, the advantages lie in large quantity and low price. Moreover, they can add white rice casually and provide free tomato and egg soup, which is especially suitable for those migrant workers living around.

After a long morning's hard work, no one is in the mood to cook any more. They just want to eat a little and have a rest.

Seeing that there were no other shops around, Han Fei left something to eat.

The owner of this restaurant is a middle-aged woman in her early 40s. People around her call her Aunt Zhang, but the specific name is Han Fei.

After ordering a fried shredded pork with eggplant, Han Fei found a vacant seat and sat down. The wooden table looked like old furniture left over from the last century. Although the table was pitted, it was very clean.

After a while, a large amount of fried shredded pork with eggplant was already on the table. Looking at the weight on the plate, Han Fei was not polite. He ate two big bowls of white rice. He also felt that he had recovered a lot of energy from last night's crazy consumption.

After Han Fei finished the last dish, Aunt Zhang poured a little water in the big iron pot and found a place to sit down and eat melon seeds. This is also her rare free time at the end of the day.

The surrounding migrant workers have already finished eating. Now they are all bragging and farting in groups. Aunt Zhang doesn't urge them either. She just listens to them and looks very peaceful.

As time goes by, the leisure time in the afternoon makes people feel very comfortable. Although the surrounding environment is a little worse, Han Fei feels empty all over, full of unspeakable comfort.

Although the alleys were dilapidated, they were far away from the downtown streets. Generally speaking, they were very quiet until the gangsters came here.

After that, Aunt Zhang sat on the ground and wiped her tears, while the boy in his early twenties, with a yellow hair, walked away with the group of friends with a lot of tickets and a smile.

No one around the migrant workers has much to do. Strictly speaking, those migrant workers have gone clean long before those people appeared, and some people forget today's meal by the way.

Han Fei witnessed all this, but he just sighed. After all, it's Aunt Zhang's family affair, and it's hard for him to manage too much by an outsider.

Before leaving, Han Fei left two pieces of grandfather Mao on his seat. Maybe these two red tickets can give the poor woman a little comfort.

According to the address on the advertisement, Han Fei walked through many streets and finally stopped in a dilapidated suburb. The three large tile roofed houses not far ahead are all the production and packaging workshops.

Han Fei felt some emotion. The more dilapidated the place is, the more worthwhile it is for him to take this trip.

But at this time, the scene in front of him attracted Han Fei's attention, because there was a half familiar face in it.

On the sidewalk, a group of young people with dyed hair were chatting with cigarettes in their mouths, but their eyes were always glancing at the private car parked on the side of the road

But before they started, a group of men came from another road. As soon as they saw these young people in front of them, one of them kicked them to the ground, and then slapped them in the face.

"Good boy, even Lao Tzu's car is on the mind, you are living too long!" The man, who was the leader, said harshly. Then he picked up the cigarette from his mouth and pressed it on one of the young men's face.

The young man's head was caught and couldn't move, and his face was so hot that he couldn't help screaming. But then he slapped and slapped, and a mouthful of blood flew out with several teeth. The young man's face had already been swollen into a pig's head.

"Brother Liu, brother Liu, misunderstanding. This is really a misunderstanding. My brothers are blind. I don't know it's brother Liu's car. Otherwise, even if we borrow ten courage, we dare not move this car!"

A young man kept kowtowing for mercy, but then a bright dagger had been put on his neck, and a blood bead had been oozed from the tip of the dagger.