Xinyang City, inside an ordinary small hotel in a no-man's land.

Li Huan, the four hall masters of the first level of the emperor sat at a table in the hall, only five people. The other brothers were quietly hiding outside the door, and they had just quietly returned to Xinyang City today. They returned to their former territory, but in order not to attract attention, they ate in this very ordinary small restaurant.

"Brother Huan, my people have already been arranged!" said Muscle Hui as he hung up his phone.

"Mine is all right, too!"

"And mine!"

"Mine too!"

Li Huan nodded, lightly spat out the smoke ring, a wicked smile raised at the corner of his mouth, and the scar on his face looked extremely charming.

"He's already in Xinyang City, and he'll be there later!" Li Huan said lightly, "This time we have to get everything back and let Pan Dao's people die!"

"Grass, I'm just fucking waiting for this day!" Liu Kui couldn't help but slap the table and said proudly.

"Let's serve the food first!" Zhou Yao beckoned a waiter over, and then ordered a table of sumptuous dishes.

"Let's fill our table first!" Liu Kuisai said to the waiter a hundred yuan, and Li Huan's brother Tang Wushuang was almost there.

"Hmm!" the waiter happily took Liu Kui's money and immediately went to serve the food.

The dishes came up one after another, and there were three people on the table on the side chatting crookedly, seeing that the dishes on their table had been served, and they were suddenly a little angry when they hadn't come. It seems that it is also a group of people in society, a group of debt collectors.

A middle-aged half-bald man shouted at the waiter: "Paralyzed, what about Lao Tzu's dishes, the dishes of those farts are all served, and the thirty brothers here are waiting with their eyes open, don't you want this broken shop!"

"Grass, what the are you talking about!?" Liu Kui suddenly became angry and stood up, while Muscle Hui also pushed away the chair and was about to rush over.

"What are you doing, sit down!" Li Huan sighed softly, and then stood up.

Walking over slowly, Li Huan's face was full of a kind smile, and he smiled at the bald man and said, "This big brother, I'm sorry that we are in a hurry here, this is a little brother's meaning." ”

As he spoke, Li Huan took out a stack of money and quietly handed it to the bald man, trying not to let his brothers see it, leaving him face and saying with a smile: "Big brother, give face!"

"Grass, what kind of person is Lao Tzu! The hair is full of growth here!" The bald head slammed the table and stood up, and the people at the three tables also stood up.

Li Huan's face suddenly turned cold, Yang Shuhuang and his brothers also walked up sideways with their heads held high, and they didn't pay attention to the bottom underworld that they had never heard of.

"Smack!"

A loud slap was given to the bald man in an instant, and Li Huan violently flipped the entire table, and suddenly the whole room rioted!

Those people picked up their stools and rushed up, and the thirty or so people were very brave against five of them, and they all rushed forward!

"Move it again, I'll see!" Liu Kui yelled, and all four brothers drew their pistols.

Those people were dumbfounded, but Li Huan took out a classic 1956 and got up, looked at the bald man and said in a cold tone: "Don't be ashamed!"

The middle-aged man was also dumbfounded, his face was frightened green, he met a ruthless master today.

"Come here!" Li roared angrily, so frightened that the bald one almost fell. Li Huan's eyes and voice have always had a terrifying deterrent power, and these guys who were all bullish just now suddenly wilted.

At this time, the brothers outside also discovered the movement inside the restaurant, and more than 30 people poured in at once, all of them were loaded pistols.

The hearts of these people suddenly went home, and they were pointed at dozens of guns and could no longer get up. The owner and waiter in the restaurant were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out, so they quietly climbed upstairs and slipped away.

Bald and trembling walked over, looked at Li Huan pleadingly and said, "This little brother, I am following Brother Dao, collecting accounts under him, and giving face!"

"Grass!" As soon as Liu Kui heard that it was Pan Dao's person who returned it, he raised his foot and kicked on the person's lower abdomen, and Muscle Hui also went up and stepped on it violently.

"Grass, Brother Dao, I'll tell you damn it!" Muscle Hui picked up a chair and slammed it on the bald body, and the chair was shattered.

Li Huan couldn't help frowning, waved his hand and said to Liu Kui, "That's enough!" Then he squatted down, looked at the bald man with a cold gaze, and took a puff of cigarette. The cigarette butt was instantly red, and then Li Huan pressed the cigarette butt on that person's face!

"Ah~"

The bald man screamed heartbreakingly, covering his face and rolling on the ground.

"Ah Yao, find a truck to come over!" Li Yao said to Zhou Yao with a kick on the bald head underground.

Zhou Yao understood what Li Yao meant, and immediately went to arrange it.

The bald man never dared to move, and the muzzle of the Emperor's men was pointed at them. Li Huan lit another cigarette and slowly swallowed the smoke ring.

After a while, he dialed the phone of his good brother Tang Wushuang: "Twins, where are you going, I'll pick you up!"

"Boss, I've arrived at the outskirts of your Xinyang City, and there seems to be a Fenghualou next to it, I'm here. It just so happens that it's inconvenient for me to bring my things in, so it's okay for you to come here, I'll wait for you here!"

Fenghua Building, in a familiar place.

After a while, a taxi truck drove to the door of the restaurant, and all the people under the gang of Pan Dao were escorted into the car by Dixiong's brother.