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In recent days, the whole sea city has been in good weather, and almost no criminal cases have been heard. At ordinary times, all the hooligans are honest, and they dare not flirt excessively when they meet a single beauty at night. In other words, it is exaggerated that a dog does not dare to bark loudly at ordinary times, and some sensitive citizens know that something big has happened. This is the tranquility before the storm.
In a large box of a dance hall, several bosses sat there with no one around, holding a beautiful woman in their arms. Some women around them were gasping for breath with lewd hands.
"Fat snake said seriously, don’t get these bitches. When you are happy, you guys go first."
The speaker is a bald middle-aged man in a black suit. There is a scar on his side near his ear. He was cut three years ago. He is the leader of the Black Bamboo Gang in Shanghai. He is nicknamed "Smiling Wolf"
The fat snake is a big, fat man with a weight of 200 Jin. His hip sofa was deeply sunk, and he slapped the young lady’s ass with a sly smile. She took back her unruly expression and hugged her hand. "What do you mean by calling us here this time, smiling wolf? We are not idiots. We all know that you are either helping Xiao Junliang as a lobbyist."
Zhen Bufan’s nickname is "Fat Snake", which is the leader of another gang in Shanghai.
S is a fertile land. In addition to Xiao Junliang and Fang Kunlin, there are more than a dozen big and small underworld gangs. Now there are five people who can be regarded as big gangs: Heizhu Gang, Xin ‘an Gang, Shunmin Gang, Aconitum Gang and Yamato Gang.
The fat snake said to the other three Wang, "What do you think of the three of you? Are you going to join Xiao Junliang’s camp? Hum, you have to think clearly that once you take refuge in Xiao Junliang’s Fang Kunlin method, it will not be a small gang leader who can resist! "
The funeral call is for the docile gang leader An Zhaoqiang’s illness, but the victory is for the Aconitum gang leader Zhang Shengming and Ma Jiang, and the Yamato gang leader Jiang Matian. Like the fat snake, all three people came at the invitation of the bamboo farmers.
The three men looked at each other and took the lead in talking with Ma Jiang. "I want to protect myself and keep my Yamato, and I don’t want to take refuge in anyone! Whether it is the current giant Xiao Junliang or the comeback of Fang Kunlin, I am interested in my thighs and I am offended. This is the attitude. "
The fat snake glanced at the bamboo farmer with a sneer.
"It seems that the funeral call and the victory of illness mean the same thing?" Say bamboo farmers face heavy to slowly way "hum now situation you want to be immune to refuse to take refuge in the boss xiao such a giant is crazy! Don’t blame me for not waking you up. Xiao Junliang, the boss of Xiao, is a veritable emperor of the sea city. Be careful that your gang will be destroyed overnight! "
The fat snake slammed the table and spilled several glasses. "Bah! You want to threaten us hard because you say that bamboo farmers are weak? Fuck you, mom! Xiao Junliang is a fart. He was beaten to death for more than 20 years. At that time, he didn’t know which corner to hide in. If it weren’t for more than ten years ago, he would kiss up to Chen Laoba. Just fucking calculate which onion! "
Mourning, illness and victory, Ma Jiang dare not be so arrogant and directly insult Xiao Junliang’s face, rain or shine, and he doesn’t know what to think about.
Who knows that bamboo farmers generally look at the dead and look at the fat snake with a sneer? "Hey, it turns out that your fat snake has long taken refuge in Fang Kunlin. No wonder you dare to despise Boss Xiao so much!"
The fat snake got up. "Yes, I just took refuge in the landlord. What about you? You and I, the bamboo farmers, have been bosses for 20 years. Don’t tell me that you don’t even have this vision. A few days later, the Fang Kunlin’s comeback black boxing will be held, and a high career will definitely win. Hum … "
The door came in from the outside, and four people are currently Xiao Junliang!
"Ha ha! Well, I, Xiao Junliang, calculate a fart! Extraordinary, extraordinary, you are extraordinary! " Xiao Junliang’s eyes turned cold and said that the fat snake was soft on the sofa. "I have been debuting for so many years and no one dares to say that I am a fart, even if Fang Kunlin doesn’t dare! Today, I can’t believe I heard it in front of you. Very good! I will let you die-!"
Fat snake never imagined that he would see it as soon as he turned his head. He looked at himself coldly. Xiao Junliang turned pale and fell down on the sofa. His fat trembled and he trembled. "Xiao, Xiao, Xiao boss, why are you here?" He tried to pile up smiling faces and squeeze the fat into a piece, which was very ugly. "Boss Xiao, I just said it was wine talk or bullshit. Don’t worry about it!"
Xiao Junliang looked down at the fat snake like a king and looked at a beggar. "Zhen Bufan, you are taking refuge in Fang Kunlin. Just now, Fang Kunlin told you to go ahead."
The fat snake nodded first and then shook his head desperately. "Yes, ah, no, no!" "
Bang!
One shot, a blood hole appeared on the fat snake’s forehead, and red and white things flowed out. It was Xiao Junliang who shot alone behind him.
Seeing that the gunman pointed his gun at himself, the three men, namely, mourning, illness and victory, quickly shook their heads and waved their hands. "Don’t boss Xiao, we all take refuge in you!"
Xiao Junliang nodded with satisfaction. "It’s so good that the three bosses are Junjie when they know each other, but I have always been a German. If you take refuge in me now, don’t blame me if you have other intentions …"
"Dare not dare"
Mo Xiao City followed the address to a manor, which was Xiao Junliang’s address-Xiao Manor.
"What a big manor. This is Xiao Junliang’s home. It really is with deep pockets."
Mo Xiaocheng walked in, and suddenly he saw a man punching Wing Chun.
Chapter seventy-six MoXiaoCheng VS Liang Taizheng
This is a piece of shallow grass, where several dummy piles are evenly displayed in one position every two steps. The dummy piles are deeply rooted, at least half a meter deep and firm, and it is hard to shake even if an adult man tries hard to kick them.
A middle-aged man with a height of more than one meter, nearly one meter, walks a wooden pile one step at a time, and then hits a wooden pile very fast. Almost two or three breaths later, a wooden pile is hit by him for dozens of punches, and the sound is crackling.
This person is the master Liang Taizheng invited by Xiao Junliang!
"Good handsome wing chun! The posture and speed of boxing are like Tiancheng, but the man is a first-class master. "
MoXiaoCheng clapped his hands and shouted, and jumped over from the outside. Naturally, it’s like talking to an old friend, who is much older than him. It’s not too much to call a man.