In the hall of the office, Song Heng was choked by Teng Xiang, first stunned, then grinned, walked to the table with his hands behind his back, looked around at the people present, and reached out and patted Yang Dong's shoulder: "Come, give me a seat." ”

"Hehe, okay. Yang Dong smiled when he heard this and stood up.

"Little cub, did you talk to me just now?" Song Heng sat on the chair that Yang Dong had just sat on, and looked at Teng Xiang opposite: "Do you know who I am?"

"Who are you?" Teng Xiang saw Song Heng sitting on the chair with a grin, and asked with squinted eyes.

"Changjin Real Estate, Song Heng. ”

"Oops, I'm scared to death!" Teng Xiang heard this, and got up with a slightly panicked face: "Brother Heng, you came to us, do you have something to order?"

"You're pretty good at it. Song Heng smiled and reached out to pick up a crab: "Little Liu, give them something." ”

"Hey!" Hearing this, a young man beside Song Heng opened a document bag in his hand, took out a few pieces of paper and put them on the table.

"Sign this thing, and we'll be friends from now on. After Song Heng broke off a crab leg, he gently sucked the crab meat inside: "Call me if you have anything, I will help you if I can." ”

"Whoa!"

Teng Xiang stretched out his hand and picked up a few pieces of paper on the table, glanced at them, and gestured to Song Heng: "Brother Heng, let me ask, what is this?"

"What, play dumb with me?"

"No, I can't read. Teng Xiang continued to gesture: "What is this?"

"The land transfer contract, you don't know it!" Song Heng finished eating a crab as he spoke, and reached out to pick up the second one: "The land in your hands is also hard to collect, I won't let you be busy in vain, ten houses in Lanjiang Village, twenty acres of forest land in Jingshou Mountain, give five million, this result is not bad!"

"Yes, that's pretty good!" Teng Xiang nodded without hesitation when he heard this.

"Oh?" After listening to Teng Xiang's answer, Song Heng also followed for a while, because before again, Song Heng thought that he would come over to collect Qianxi's land today, and it would be difficult to do it, but he didn't expect that as soon as the words came out, Teng Xiang nodded happily, so he was slightly stunned, in fact, it stands to reason that the land that Yang Dong is holding in their hands is already worth tens of millions, according to the current market price, it is no problem to ask for fourteen or five million, so Song Heng reported five million, and he didn't think about getting things done, but left a space for the other party to bargain, but his psychological expectations were actually around eight million, and he also left a certain amount of space for himself to matchIn Song Heng's opinion, with Changjin's reputation in the city, it must be a matter of hand-holding to collect the land of such a small company as Qianxi.

"Five million is a good price, and we can accept it. Teng Xiang continued to smile: "Brother Heng, since you came to help, then we are disrespectful, when do you think we can sign this contract?"

"I have an official seal, you sign it now, and it will take effect now. Although Song Heng was surprised by the speed at which the other party nodded, he still responded with great joy when he saw that the matter was done.

"Okay, in this way, you sign the contract first, ten houses, twenty acres of forest land, as long as you transfer it to us, within ten minutes, I will put the money into your card!" Teng Xiang nodded like pecking rice.

"What did you say?" Song Heng was stunned.

"Didn't you say that you have ten houses in Lanjiang Village, and there are twenty acres of forest land in Jingshou Mountain, and you want to sell it to us for five million. Teng Xiang looked at Song Heng with a smile: "Brother Heng, you are really a good person, and you come to us if you have good things, hehe!"

"Bang!"

When Song Heng heard this, he suddenly realized that the young man opposite was here to talk to himself, stretched out his hand and slapped the table, and was about to get up: "Fuck your mother, you fucking play with me!"

"Fuck you, you also know that these lands are given five million, are they playing tricks?!" Yang Dong, who was standing next to Song Heng, scolded, pressed the back of Song Heng's neck with one hand, and slammed into the table.

"Bang!"

There was another muffled sound, and Song Heng, who was caught off guard, slammed his head on the table, full of crab shells, and his skin was instantly cut out of several cuts.

"Holy!" The three young men next to Song Heng saw Yang Dong making a move, and they all reached out and touched the back of the waist.

"A group of blood biao, they still want to compare in my home field!" Liu Yue saw the actions of the other group, picked up a wine bottle, and smashed it angrily on the head of the nearest person.

"Bang!

Wine bottles exploded and shards of glass flew everywhere.

"Goo-dong!"

The young man fell in response.

"Damn, hit a basket like yours, I can be considered a bully with a knife!" Da Fat and Xiao Qiao and Zhang Ao next to him saw Liu Yue move, and the four of them charged in a round, kicked the remaining two people in the opposite group, and directly pressed the person into the corner and beat him fatly.

"Fuck your mother!" At this moment, Song Heng's head was full of crab shells, and three or four blood stains were still rolling down his cheeks, and when he saw that the other party's people had beaten all the people he brought, he howled in his throat: "You guys have fucking thought about it, you provoked us Changjin today, and from now on, Da L will have no place for you to stay!"

"You brag, Lao Tzu was born and raised, and he has lived in Da L for twenty-five years, and you are still the first one to say that I have no place to stand!" Luo Hanyu grabbed a wine bottle on the table, and ran towards Song Heng.

"!" Song Heng found that he couldn't use the name of Changjin to suppress the group of people opposite, took a step back, and after avoiding a wine bottle of Luohan, he reached out and pulled out a second-generation police dagger on his waist, although he is usually lazy, but since he can mix a certain position in Changjin, it is definitely impossible to rely on bragging, so at this time, seeing that the two sides could not continue to talk, he didn't coax at all, and ran to Luohan with a knife and stabbed it, and went straight to the chest, if this knife is solid, even if it doesn't kill anyone, at least it can do a serious injury。

"Just your two Bs, you still want to compare with me!" Luo Han saw the oncoming knife, turned sideways to the left, and after dodging Song Heng's knife, he grabbed Song Heng's wrist with one hand and twisted it in reverse.

"Click!"

A crisp sound came, Song Heng's arm was dislocated on the spot, Luo Han's hand kept moving, and at the moment when Song Heng's body leaned forward, his right leg was raised high, and he stomped down on Song Heng's back knee.

"Goo-dong!"

Song Heng stumbled and fell down in response, and the sharp pain from his shoulder joint made his face very cold.

"Bang bang!"

At the same time, Liu Yue, Zhang Ao and others also pressed the people brought by Song Heng into the corner, kicked their noses and swollen faces, and struggled in pain.

"Okay, it's almost done!" Teng Xiang saw Song Heng lying on the ground in an embarrassed manner, and persuaded him in a fake way, then got up from the chair, walked to Song Heng with a smile and squatted down: "Brother Heng, our land, do you still want it?"

"You, your mother B!" Song Heng gasped in response.

"Bang!"

When Yang Dong heard this, he kicked out angrily, directly on Song Heng's mouth, this kick directly kicked off one of Song Heng's front teeth, and kicked his lips out by the way: "If you have something to say, don't take it!"

"I ...... Fuck your mother!" Song Heng turned over and lay on the ground, the corners of his mouth were dripping with spittle mixed with blood, and he looked at Yang Dong without fear: "If you fuck me, you'll kill me, otherwise I'll leave, and none of you will want to live!"

"You're a person, your force is not worth much, you're just a mouth cannon player. Teng Xiang ignored Song Heng's threat: "If you are really so awesome, why do you want to lie on the ground and talk to me now?"

"Okay, then I'll get up and talk to you!" Song Heng was so excited by Teng Xiang that he was about to get up when he held up the ground, because his right arm was dislocated, so he could only move with his left hand, looking very embarrassed, and Teng Xiang saw this scene, and kicked Song Heng's left arm joint with his toes.

"Goo-dong!"

Song Heng's center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground again.

"Look, you can't even climb up, what are you going to talk to me about?" Teng Xiang looked at Song Heng who was lying on the ground and responded with a smile.

"Little B cub, believe me, you guys are definitely messing up!" Song Heng was extremely aggrieved at the moment, and threatened with anger in his eyes.

"Brother Heng, when will we get mixed up, you may not count what you said. Yang Dong ignored Song Heng's threat, and reached out to pick up a few land requisition contracts on the table: "You have been messing with those fools of the Yu family for a few years, and you feel that you have a lot of horsepower, and you can crush us nameless little bottoms on the road, but have you thought about it, if you don't take down a few big brothers, what will our group of people do to run up?"

"What's the matter, you want to brush up on my achievements!" Song Heng listened to Yang Dong's response, and suddenly stiffened his neck: "Come, what means do you have, I'll stand up!"

"We are indeed eager to gain a foothold in society, but you are really not good at this level!" Yang Dongyu said, waved his hand, and directly slapped the contract on Song Heng's face.

"Smack!"

A few pieces of paper slapped on his face, which did not make Song Heng feel pain, but this kind of insult from a few gangsters made Song Heng feel hot on his face.

"When you entered the door, you sat down at the table and ate our crabs, and it seemed that you were hungry. Yang Dong looked at Song Heng coldly, and pointed to the land transfer contract scattered on the ground very domineeringly: "Since you brought the contract, we can't sign it, let's let it disappear, you eat this contract, I'll let you go, and then go back to bring a message to Yu Dankang, the land in Lanjiang Village, we will hold it ourselves, no one can take it away, if he really wants it, next time he is still in this room, I will personally slap him in the mouth!"

After listening to Yang Dong's response, Song Heng clenched his left fist slightly, and sat on the ground with his body propped up: "What if I don't eat it?!"

"Whoa!"

When Luo Han heard this, he pulled out the imitation of May Fourth on his waist, kicked the heel of his right foot, and directly loaded the pistol and put it on Song Heng's forehead: "The contract on the ground, you eat it, I will let you go, otherwise if this gun doesn't go off, I will be counted as a boy in vain, and I have lived for twenty-five years in vain!"