"If the boss can't handle the Huaying Society, we won't have to mix up in the northern part of southern Thailand in the future!" In the dark, on a high-rise building somewhere in Qinghe City, a man wearing a black wind skin stood in front of the window, looking at the brightly lit Huaying Club headquarters in the distance from the military binoculars, and let out a helpless sigh. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In southern Thailand, there has never been a gang that has been so emboldened as the Huaying Society today, not only dangling around the gate in full armor, but also daring to bring truckloads of arms into their headquarters in a bright and open manner.

"The knife stabbed in the back is the most deadly. In the sofa behind him, a middle-aged man said with a wry smile, "Ruan Tianfeng probably wants the boss's life more than Zhong Zheyuan now!"

"Brother Nan, I've always been curious, what did the boss do in the first place to make Zhong Zheyuan, a kid, hate him to the core?"

"I did something very comfortable. However, I advise you not to inquire in the future, because the more you know, the harder it is to survive sometimes. The middle-aged man recalled the scene that happened in the Chinese restaurant and smiled a little weirdly. As the so-called feng shui flows, who would have thought that a restaurant worker who had survived at gunpoint would become the leader of a powerful gang today......

"Thank you, Brother Nan. The man in the black trench coat felt a chill, hurriedly closed his mouth, and picked up the binoculars again to observe carefully.

"Point two, report the situation!" the middle-aged man turned on the communicator and said softly.

"Everything works!"

"Point Three, report the situation!"

"Everything works!"

"Point four, report the situation!"

"Everything works!"

After receiving reports from the other three surveillance points, the middle-aged man took out his mobile phone and sent a text message quickly.

The headquarters building of the Chinese British Association.

An order from Zhong Zheyuan made the rest room suddenly explode.

"Haha, let your kid fight with me, haven't you ever fought!" Zhao Tie, who had a smug face, beat his chest and yelled at Qiao Sinian beside him, "Look at this body, this is the material of the death captain!"

Qiao Sinian silently raised his hand, wiped it lightly on his face, and wiped it with the clothes of Long Qiuyang, the person in charge of the Eastern District next to him.

"Qiao Sinian, you lack virtue in the five elements!" Long Qiuyang raised his orchid fingers, and his jade-like face rose with a thin layer of anger, looking extremely enchanting.

"Lao Tzu, the main force of attack, has been sprayed all over the face, what is your opinion as the captain of the reserve team?" Qiao Sinian squinted at him, and sneered.

"A guy with developed limbs, of course, is suitable to be a death captain. Long Qiuyang glanced at the high-spirited Zhao Tie Dan with disdain, and let out a disdainful cold snort from his nostrils.

"You are jealous, so I don't know as much as you. Wait and see the brother go into the mountains in all directions!" Zhao Tie said boldly.

"Have you made enough trouble? Why the hell are you trying to wash the old lady?" With a layer of frost on her face, Pan Meier, who had been silent, suddenly patted the coffee table beside her and stood up.

The boots slammed on the coffee table, and the slender thighs brought up a piece of snow, which shook everyone's eyes.

"The old lady is a woman, but what's wrong with women, should they be discriminated against by your group of men by nature?" The angry Pan Mei'er pulled out a cold dagger from her boots and slashed open her shirt, "Look clearly, the old lady has dealt with death no less than any of you!"

On the snow-white chest, three shocking scars lay across the towering abundance. A knife was left when Girls' Generation killed the gangsters who bullied her, and a knife was the price paid in the fight during the rise of the Huaying Society. And the most fatal knife was blocked behind Zhong Zheyuan for him.

The three big men were speechless for a moment, because only then did they remember that Pan Mei'er was arranged to stay behind. In terms of combat power, qualifications, and status, she is the well-deserved boss of the four, and no one expected that Zhong Zheyuan would exclude her in this battle.

"Sister Mei, I'm sorry!" Zhao Tie bowed his head and said in a muffled voice.

"There is a debtor and a debtor, it's useless for you to yell at us about this, you have to find the president. Joe Sinian said with a smile.

"The word love makes how many women crazy......" Long Qiuyang looked at Pan Mei'er, shook his head and sighed lightly. In all the past battles of the Huaying Society, this stupid woman who looks big but is infatuated to the extreme in her bones will stay by that stone every time. However, in the battle of Wutian Mountain, Zhong Zheyuan kicked her away and let her stay in the headquarters of the Huaying Association to watch her family, how could she be embarrassed?

Pan Mei'er glared at the three of them fiercely, gritted her teeth and inserted the dagger into her boots, covered her clothes and walked out of the lounge.

Zhong Zheyuan stood in front of the window, listening to the sound of footsteps behind him, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. He knew that the person who came must be Pan Meier.

But instead of looking back, he took out a piece of paper from his chest pocket and looked at it intently.

"Zhong Zheyuan, why don't you let me go! Give me a reason!" Pan Mei'er stood behind him and shouted angrily.

"This battle is for her!" Zhong Zheyuan turned around and raised the photo in his hand towards her.

Pan Meier's face suddenly lost its blood. She looked at him steadily, but could no longer utter the words that came to her lips. Years of time, day and night, can't resist the tenderness left by the woman in the depths of the years.

"It's not fair to take you there. Zhong Zheyuan took a few steps forward and stood in front of Pan Meier.

Tears silently slipped out of her eyes, and the desperate Pan Mei'er looked at the handsome face in front of her, and roared hysterically: "Isn't it just death? Let me go!

At this time, Zhong Zheyuan suddenly made a move that surprised Pan Meier, interrupting her roar.

He stretched out his hand and gently wiped away her tears: "I haven't finished my sentence yet, what are you excited about? This battle is for her, but if I can come back alive, I will marry you." ”

Pan Meier's mind suddenly went blank.

"What?" she looked up at him, unable to believe her ears.

"I said, if I can come back alive, I will marry you as my wife!" Zhong Zheyuan said calmly, stuffing the photo in his hand into her hand, "If I die, let her accompany me, don't be a widow for me!"

After a few seconds of suffocating silence, Pan Mei'er suddenly screamed and jumped up and hugged the man in front of her.

"Zhong Zheyuan, you bastard!" she laughed maniacally with her hands around his neck and her legs around his waist.

Zhong Zheyuan hugged her round buttocks, and a relieved smile appeared on his face: "I don't want my woman to leave me again, so I let you stay." This is a little selfishness on my part, don't tell those people. ”

"Promise me, come back alive!" Pan Mei'er muttered as she buried her head deep in his chest.

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