"Dragon King, this time, you must be as angry as thunder, but what kind of counterattack will you make?" Liu Mang suddenly said faintly, holding the mobile phone he took from the young man of the Blackwater Society.

Liu Mang knew very well that as a mysterious dragon king who had always controlled things between the palms of his hands, he would definitely be embarrassed after being attacked, so he would launch a counterattack again.

It's just that Liu Mang didn't expect that the Dragon King's counterattack would be extremely terrifying, so terrifying that he almost couldn't recover.

Outside Zhenhua Group, everyone was silent...... Many of them don't know what the dragon king represents. However, from Liu Mang's voice, he could feel the terrifying identity of the dragon king.

Even, everyone felt a kind of oppressive atmosphere that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings.

Liu Mangke is the boss of Mr. Qiu, the overlord of the underground world of Haishi, and his identity is extremely terrifying. And the person who can be his opponent must have an extraordinary identity.

The scene was extremely dreary......

Qiu Renkun felt his throat dry... As one of the overlords of Haishi, he has extraordinary power, but if he faces the ten dragons of the capital, he is powerless to resist at all.

He is obviously the respected Mr. Qiu, but he knows very well that he is just a black and astringent leader, and he can only bow his head in the face of the young generation who have a terrible identity like the Ten Dragons in the capital.

It's just that he really can't imagine what confidence Liu Mang has to compete with the dragon king of the head of the ten dragons.

Dragon King, this is one of the most terrifying young people in Huaxia.

Qiu Renkun was already so frightened, and those people from the Black Water Society were even more heartbroken, looking at Liu Mang in horror one by one.

And the young man who originally sent a message to the Dragon King had already collapsed to the ground, his face trembling.

I don't know how long it took, Qiu Renkun's voice sounded: "Boss, what to do with these people?"

I saw Qiu Renkun's gaze constantly scanning Xue Yi and those young people of the Black Water Society.

"You can do it yourself!" Liu Mang glanced indifferently at the young man and Xue Yi in front of him, and said coldly.

"Yes, boss!" Qiu Renkun took a deep breath, turned his head and said indifferently to a few black-clothed guards behind him: "Pull these two out and cut them down!"

"Yes, boss!" a few black-clothed guards responded respectfully, and directly dragged the young man and Xue Yiqiang into the car.

.......

And Liu Mang indifferently stepped in front of Yang Tong, who looked stunned, and chuckled: "Mr. Yang, do you want to have breakfast?"

"Breakfast?" Yang Tong's face turned pale, and he almost didn't throw up.

The bloody scene just now still appeared in front of her eyes, and she couldn't eat anything at all.

"What's the matter, Mr. Yang is not hungry?" Liu Mang smiled lightly.

"If you want to eat, you can eat it yourself, I'll go to work first!" Yang Tong glanced at Liu Mang and walked straight towards Zhenhua Group.

Liu Mang frowned: "Don't you eat it?" Then forget it, I won't eat it either!"

"If I don't eat it, you won't eat it?" Yang Tong was a little annoyed.

"You don't even eat it, and I'm embarrassed to eat it!" Liu Mang laughed.

Yang Tong's eyes froze slightly, and he glared at Liu Mang... Suddenly, her beautiful eyes flashed with a gleam, and she said playfully: "It's okay to ask me for breakfast, but you have to treat you!"

"Do you have a treat?" Liu Mang reached into his trouser pocket and took out a few crumpled dollars...... Then he shook his head and said, "Alas, I'm afraid today's cigarette money will be gone." ”

"Hmph, I don't care!" Yang Tong snorted lightly, and walked in one direction. The moment she walked past Liu Mang, the corners of her beautiful mouth hooked up a touch of charm.

Liu Mang shook his head and had to turn around to follow Yang Tong.

When he walked next to Qiu Renkun, Liu Mang shouted to Qiu Renkun: "Old Qiu, go together?"

"No... Not going. I don't want to be a light bulb. Qiu Renkun shook his head violently and said with a simple face.

It's hard to imagine that this black and astringent society boss who shook the underground world of the sea market would have such a cute side.

"Get out!" Liu Mang kicked Qiu Renkun's ass in annoyance before leaving.

Looking at Liu Mang's back, Qiu Renkun patted his ass lightly and grinned.

As the boss of the underworld of Haishi, if others dared to jump on him like this, he would probably have already let that blood flow like a river. However, this person is Liu Mang. Liu Mang kicked him, not only did he not have any anger, but he had a sense of cordiality.

This is an action that only those who are familiar with it to the extreme.

Immediately, he restrained his smile and waved his hand lightly at the black-clothed guard.

In an instant, several black-clothed guards followed.

And Liu Mang, who was in front, followed Yang Tong until he walked for five or six minutes before he saw Yang Tong stop.

Liu Mang looked up..... Wang's sour soup powder!

Sour soup powder?

Liu Mang was slightly stunned, this big president actually eats this kind of characteristic fans in southwest China?

He thought that Yang Tong would eat something special, but he didn't expect to eat sour soup powder.

Isn't that too down-to-earth?

Soon, the waiter brought two hot sour soup noodles in a small casserole......

Sour soup powder, because it is cooked in a casserole, is also called casserole rice. Pork liver, quail eggs, cabbage, lean meat and other fresh ingredients are usually cooked with vermicelli.

In front of Liu Mang were two quail eggs, some pork liver and emaciation, and a few cabbage leaves.

Looking at the sour soup powder in front of him, Liu Mang was suddenly a little stunned. It seems that the sour soup noodles in his hometown of Yang City are also practiced in this way.

"What's wrong, can't you get used to eating?" Seeing Liu Mang stunned, Yang Tong asked softly.

"No, I used to eat this sour soup powder a lot, I just thought of something else. Liu Mang shook his head and said. After speaking, he directly picked up the chopsticks and picked up the vermicelli in the casserole and ate it.

"The taste of hometown!" Liu Mang sighed in his heart as soon as he took a bite.

The familiar method and familiar taste are exactly the same as the sour soup noodles in his hometown of Yangyang.

Liu Mang looked at the boss who was busy cooking noodles, the boss was a middle-aged woman, with a fat face, and her hands might be a little white because she often touched the water. With just one glance, Liu Mang felt that the woman was from Yang City.

That woman has the edges and corners of the people of the city and the feeling of the people of the city of the city... Every move carries the shadow of the people of the city of Yang.

In addition, for some reason, he felt that the middle-aged couple gave him a special sense of familiarity.

"I didn't expect that in the metropolis of Haishi, I could also eat authentic yang sour soup noodles. It's rare..."Just glancing at the shopkeeper, Liu Mang withdrew his gaze.

The sour soup powder is very suitable for appetite, and after a while, the casserole rice in front of him was eaten clean by Liu Mang, and there was not even soup left.

"You... Are you so hungry?" looked at the slippery little casserole in front of Liu Mang, Yang Tong's eyes widened. She hadn't eaten two bites until now, but she didn't expect Liu Mang to finish it directly.

"On the one hand, I am indeed a little hungry, and on the other hand, because the noodles are delicious!" Liu Mang smiled lightly, then stood up and looked at the powder area.

"Do you still want to eat a bowl?" Seeing Liu Mang's action, Yang Tong said.

"Yes!" Liu Mang nodded slightly.

"That's... I... I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it, why don't I share it with you?" Yang Tong's face was flushed with a touch of red when he said this.

"Isn't this okay?" Liu Mang looked at Yang Tong's casserole bowl with a somewhat stunned expression.

Yang Tong pouted slightly: "I can't finish eating at all." If I can't finish it, I'll be thrown out, it's too wasteful. Here you go. ”

said, without waiting for Liu Xian to agree, he directly picked up the small casserole bowl and poured it towards Liu Mang's casserole bowl... In an instant, almost a whole bowl of sour soup powder was poured directly into Liu Mang's bowl.

"Huh!" Liu Mang, who originally got up and was about to let the boss cook another bowl, paused directly.

"You... You don't dislike it, do you?" Yang Tong looked at Liu Mang with beautiful eyes.

Abandon?

If I say I dislike it, wouldn't you, the president of a beautiful woman, be very faceless?

Liu Mang shook his head, sat down without saying a word, picked up the powder and swallowed it in a big gulp.

Seeing Liu Mang eating his own powder without disgust, the corners of Yang Tong's mouth unconsciously showed a touch of cunning.

And just when Liu Mang was enjoying the bowl of noodles that Yang Tong had left, a group of young people who were not dressed up arrogantly walked into the noodle shop.

The young men all wore arrogant hair dyed and tattooed on their arms with all kinds of hideous tattoos, and they were extremely fierce.

"Boss Wang, hurry up and make us fifteen bowls of sour soup noodles!" a young man said arrogantly with a cigarette in his mouth.

The middle-aged woman hurriedly walked out of the operation room and said cautiously: "Brother Bin, today... There is no powder today. ”

These people are a group of gangsters, and she didn't give her a small powder shop to collect insurance. After that, I came to her every day to eat and drink for nothing. Sometimes it's three or five, sometimes it's seven or eight, sometimes it's dozens, and today it's fifteen. She didn't want to be subservient any longer. Otherwise, her store will be eaten by these gangsters sooner or later.

"Bang!" As soon as the middle-aged woman's voice fell, the young man with a cigarette in his mouth slapped the table, and the loud sound startled the surrounding diners, even Liu Mang.

"Fuck, there's no powder, are these people eating shit?" said the young man with a cigarette glaring angrily.

"Bin... Brother Bin, there is really no powder today. Business was not good during this time, and I didn't dare to take more. The middle-aged man said with a pale face.

"Hmph, since there is no powder, then there should be money, right? You owe us the insurance fee. The young man with the cigarette snorted coldly, stared at the middle-aged woman with his eyes and said, "The powder is all sold out, don't you tell me that there is no money?"

"Bin... Brother Bin, the powder is sold out, but there is really no money. I only sell a few bowls of noodles a day, and I don't have any money at all. The middle-aged woman said in a trembling voice.

The young man with the cigarette ignored the middle-aged woman and said to a yellow-haired young man beside him, "Hairy dog, go to her drawer and see if there is any?"

"Yes, boss!" Huang Mao replied and walked to the operation room of the powder shop.

"No, don't!" the middle-aged woman's face changed dramatically, and she threw herself hysterically at the yellow-haired youth.

"Smack!" Seeing the middle-aged woman pounce, the yellow-haired young man directly slapped him out and slapped it the middle-aged woman's face.

In an instant, the middle-aged woman fell directly to the ground.

"Liu Wang, these people are too much!" In the corner, Yang Tong's face was full of anger. I want to talk about "The Return of the King of Soldiers" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~