It's just a vignette, but it's not over yet.

Song Shan and Feng Jianjun walked out of the urban village, and just walked to the side of the car, they were surrounded by a group of people, holding steel rods in their hands, shouting five and six, and the momentum was very strong.

"Brother, do you want to run away when you hit someone?"

A middle-aged man, bareheaded, with a gold chain on his body, no clothes inside, and a suit outside, almost with his chest exposed, the standard dress of a Cantonese gangster in the nineties.

Behind him were three young thieves with blue noses and swollen faces who were knocked down by Feng Jianjun.

The corners of Song Shan's mouth raised a smile slightly, and he took a step back indifferently.

Feng Jianjun took a step forward, his burly body stood like a black bear, particularly imposing, and the northwest man, only afraid of the poor, has never been afraid of things, he glared, and said coldly: "People are injured by us, so what do you want?"

"It's quite horizontal, since you admit it, it's easy to do, lose money!"

The bald man said.

"Losing money?"

Feng Jianjun glanced at Song Shan, Song Shan smiled, and let him deal with it.

"How much do you want?" Feng Jianjun asked.

"A brother costs five thousand soup and medicine, a total of fifteen thousand, don't give money, Lao Tzu will let you stand up and walk out, and carry it out horizontally!"

"Who are you?" Feng Jianjun respects him the most, you know, it wasn't him Lao Tzu who blocked the knife for him, if he didn't continue to mix now, or he would have been crippled and still waiting for death in a corner, this bald mantra caused him to be cold.

"Oh, it's quite arrogant, Lao Tzu ......"

"Smack!"

Before the bald boss's words were finished, Feng Jianjun threw it out with a slap, his movements were as fast as a meteor, and he gave him a slap, and then his big hand was like steel, and one hand was stuck on the bald boss's neck, pinching it tightly.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

Feng Jianjun is a ruthless person in his bones, he pinched the bald boss's neck with one hand, and spoke to the people around him.

The crowd gave way to a circle and did not dare to come up.

"Mr. Song, you go first!" Feng Jianjun said in a deep voice.

Two fists are hard to beat four legs, even if he can fight, hit three, hit five, that's it, it can't guarantee Song Shan's safety.

Song Shan smiled, picked up the phone leisurely, and made a call to Hua Zhenbang: "Lao Hua, it's a little troublesome, can you do me a favor!"

"What's the trouble?" Hua Zhenbang was also a little surprised when he received Song Shan's call.

"In Shenzhen, you have provoked local gangsters, and others have even surrounded people with cars, think of a way, otherwise you will have one less partner!"

"Where's the deep market?"

"Baotian's side, XXX Street!"

"Hold on for five minutes!" Hua Zhenbang hung up.

Song Shan also hung up the phone here, he walked up and said with a smile: "Don't be so nervous, you just want money, I'll give it, but before giving money, let's talk first!"

He gestured to Feng Jianjun, and Feng Jianjun's powerful arms relaxed, giving the bald boss a breather.

"I can give the money, but can you answer me a few questions?" Song Shan looked at him with a smile, the harmless face of humans and animals, but it made the bald boss have a trace of meaning, this kind of look, he had seen a lot of the faces of the bosses above, and he smiled back then, and he didn't know how many people were killed behind his back.

"My boss asks you a question!" Feng Jianjun snorted coldly, and his hand strength increased.

"Answer, must answer!"

The bald boss himself was pinched by the neck, and the younger brothers around him didn't dare to step forward, so he coaxed him quickly.

"Do you know Song Jitong?"

"Hammer?" the bald boss shuddered.

"That's acquaintance!" Song Shan squinted his eyes and said, "Why do you call him Iron Hammer Tong?"

"When he first came to this area, he held a hammer and chased more than a dozen people to fight, and with the hammer and stick in his hand, everyone called him that!"

"Later, I heard that he had a broken leg, is there such a thing?"

"I heard that!"

"What's going on?"

"He seems to have gotten involved the mistress of a big boss, and then someone came out of the dark flower to kill him, but he was capable, Leng was killed, and then he was executed by the boss, and then there was no trace in this area!"

"Family law?" Song Shan was a little funny, he knew that some associations had stricter gang rules, but when would it be the turn of outsiders to enforce family law.

"Do you know where he went?"

Song Shan asked.

"Some people say that he went to Xiangjiang, some people say that he went back to his hometown, and some people say that he was sunk in the river, I really don't know the specifics!" shouted the bald boss.

At this time, a convoy drove in, five or six cars, and two vans, which suddenly surrounded the place, and then opened the car door, and walked down one by one powerful young men.

"Don't move!"

"Guys put it down!"

These young people moved in unison, and all of a sudden they were so frightened that they couldn't speak.

"Who is Song Shan, Mr. Song?" A middle-aged man, in a suit and leather shoes, peeled off the crowd, walked in, his eagle eyes were sharp, and he swept away.

"It's me!"

Song Shan raised his head, looked at this person, and said lightly.

"Hello, my name is Liu Yuedeng, and it was Chairman Hua who asked me to pick you up!" said the middle-aged man very humbly.

"Ascend!"

The bald boss was so frightened that his face turned a little pale at this time.

He is just the boss of a thief group, he eats in this piece of mixed rice, and he has to pay protection money, but in front of him is the leading boss of the underground order in the Shenzhen City, and he is kicked to the iron plate this time.

"Who did I say that disturbed my distinguished guest, bald head, are you looking for death?" Liu Yuedeng had a cold eye, and the killing intent was strong.

"Dengye, I don't know Taishan with eyes!"

The bald boss hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Mr. Song!" Liu Yuedeng didn't act as a substitute, he looked at Song Shan, the meaning was obvious, let you deal with it, and his vague eyes also told Song Shan, even if it has to be dealt with, it is no problem.

"It's just a little person, just teach it a lesson!"

Song Shan shook his head.

"Yes!"

Liu Yuedeng said in a low voice to the people around him: "Take it down, discount an arm, and don't appear in this piece in the future!"

"Yes!" the two young men escorted the bald boss down.

The dozen or so gangsters who followed were also taught a lesson, and their noses were blue and their faces were swollen.

Song Shan didn't care very much, he looked at Liu Yuedeng, and said, "I just called Hua Zhenbang, you guys came very quickly!"

Song Shan was more surprised that Hua Zhenbang, an official figure, was not looking for a policeman, but an underground boss, which is a bit underestimating Hua Zhenbang's network, it must be in the Shenzhen market, and the business is not shallow.

"Hua Dong is in Shenzhen, after receiving your call, he immediately let us come, he invited you to go to Shenzhen for a while!" Liu Yuedeng said.

Don't look at a character like him, he yells in the Shenzhen market, but a phone call above can uproot him, if there is no backer, he can't get mixed up in the Shenzhen market.

So he has special respect for this kind of boss-level character.

The backer above him is not Hua Zhenbang, but as soon as Hua Zhenbang speaks casually, the backer above him will be afraid, he naturally can't be afraid, listening to Hua Zhenbang's impatient tone just now, he knows how heavy the young man in front of him is.

"Damn!"

Song Shan pinched the bridge of his nose and said speechlessly: "Lao Hua was still in Yangcheng the day before yesterday, when did he come to Shenzhen!"

I don't want to meet Hua Zhenbang.

This guy is too deep, I don't know when to give him a set, although it is harmless, but I always feel a little unhappy, it is a kind of frustration that my IQ is crushed.

But people have helped, and they are in the Shenzhen market, so they can't see it now.

And the matter of the strategic alliance, there must still be a result, then let's talk about it, solve this matter, he has to fly to the southwest quickly, he has been looking forward to the World Horticultural Exposition for a long time.