"It seems that Zhao San's face in the south of my city doesn't work, and you don't want to open this shop", being choked by the three tigers like this, the young man's face couldn't hang up, he waved his hand, and then with a hula, four or five vans drove over at once, the windows rolled down, and each car was densely packed with men dressed in different clothes, with his hands in his arms, revealing the handle of the knife, and it was not a good stubble at first glance.

Seeing this scene, Sanhu's face sank slightly, the other party seemed to have been prepared, he might be able to escape, but Zhengji was here, and he had to protect the store, and he was a little at a loss for a while.

"What's the matter? Wasn't it crazy just now? These brothers of mine, but I haven't exercised for a long time, it's hot in the car, I can't get out of the car, it's also your words, I paid the protection fee, everything is easy to say, but now it's fifty percent, as my brother's recuperation fee, what do you think?" The young man took out a cigarette, and the little brother who looked like a horse boy next to him was busy giving him some of it, looking arrogant and extremely powerful.

The store manager standing next to Zhengji had a dark face, this was simply a blatant robbery! The others also looked indignant, they worked hard to earn money, and these people, for nothing, want to intercept half of the store's income, and there is no Wang Fa!

Zhengji looked at the other party coldly, took out his mobile phone, and made a call, Chen Zhexi, who heard the general content of Zhengji's call, was slightly surprised.

"Hehe, call, let me tell you, this piece is my chassis, I want to see, how many people can you call?" The man holding a cigarette on the other side saw Masaki's movements, and his face showed a look like a good show, and he didn't seem to care about him at all.

At this time, the students in the café also felt that the atmosphere was wrong at the moment, and left the café in twos and threes, and their eyes were still a little reluctant, they really didn't want to see such a high-quality and inexpensive coffee being knocked down like this.

And some people are sad, naturally some people are happy, a few bar bosses not far away, are holding their arms and looking at this scene for a long time, as the saying goes, peers are enemies, this new coffee has recently been a user of the Central Finance University, once robbed them of a lot of customers, at this moment to see them unlucky, naturally is happy to blossom in the heart.

Some people are like this, when they encounter problems, they don't like to find the cause from themselves, but they just blindly put the blame on others.

"Brothers, smash me! I see that this shop is impatient, whoever smashes more, who has more credit!" While they were watching the play, the conflict at the door was already on the verge of breaking out, and the thugs in the van also ran down, holding the handle of their knives to start attacking the coffee, and their so-called boss stood behind the crowd with a cigarette in his mouth and scolded arrogantly.

When a thug heard his words, he had a fierce and crazy expression on his face, and he couldn't wait to wave his knife and rush towards the coffee, but before he could get closer, a foot came out of nowhere and kicked him in the stomach.

If you zoom in closer, you can see that the expression of the gangster's face has become pale at this moment, the pupils are a little scattered, and the mouth can't help but open wide, and then there is an earth-shattering scream, this kick almost made him faint, he even felt that his stomach was broken, I believe that people who have been hit in the stomach know what it feels like!

"Bang la", accompanied by his screams, the force of this kick actually caused his whole person to fly backwards, smashing a group of gangsters who rushed behind him one after another, and smashed seven or eight of them.

Everyone else looked at this scene in amazement, and the man with this foot stood there lightly, it was Masaki, as if nothing had happened, looking at this rabble mockingly.

"How much strength is this?" Someone's mind couldn't help but have such a question, kicking a person away, and bringing down seven or eight, this young man who is not good-looking and can't see his face clearly, actually has such leg strength?

The young man standing behind the gangsters frowned, obviously he didn't expect the other party to have such a difficult person, and waved his hand: "What are you doing in a daze! Give it to me! Cut him!"

When the words fell, the gangster at the front took out a machete from his arms and slashed at Zhengji's face with a fierce face, leaving no room for it!

"Bang!" However, it was also at this moment that there was a crisp sound, Masaki's pupils shrank slightly, sweat exploded, and his eyes behind his sunglasses instantly turned into a kaleidoscope appearance, which was naturally not because of the thug's machete, but because of this voice, which he was extremely familiar with, this was the sound of gunshots!

The world seems to have become in slow motion, where Masaki's eyes are, everything is going on in extremely slow motion, the little thug in front of him waving in the air to see, as if frozen, slow and outrageous speed moved towards his eyes, and Masaki's eyes finally caught what he wanted to see, from the east direction, a bullet the thickness of a golden index finger, is stirring the air current, spiraling and flying towards him!

No, it's not towards himself! Masaki's pupils rotated slightly, and Susa, who was gathering momentum, also stopped temporarily, the trajectory of the bullet in his eyes was clear, and he flew straight in front of him as slowly as a locust, and the target was the arm of the gangster waving in front of him!

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and Masaki even saw the bullet explode through the gangster's cotton clothes, and the cotton wool flew in all directions in the air, and there was a different kind of beauty, but the scene that followed was probably not so beautiful, the bullet touched the skin of his fine skin and tender flesh, and then like exploding tofu, it easily drilled in, and the skin and flesh around it were as if drilled by an electric drill, instantly twisted, deformed, and exploded! Red, white, that was his blood and bone fragments, along with the empty cotton wool, exploded, and the whole arm was completely severed from the elbow, leaving only a bit of flesh and skin.

The power of one shot is so great!

"Anti-materiel sniper rifles?" the word came to Masaki's mind, and then his ears were filled with the miserable howl of a man with a broken arm, and it seemed like a long time in his eyes, and the thugs didn't feel the pain until this moment!

Looking at the little arm with a little flesh attached to his arm at a loss, the gangster didn't know what to do, the pain made his pupils dilate in an instant, and the pain in the body, what hurt even more was the fear of the heart, it was hard to imagine that kind of scene, even if the gangsters have always boasted of being fierce, but in the face of such a scene, their previous self-proclaimed cruel methods are simply trivial!

The other people who were slower with broken arms suddenly retreated, looking at this scene in horror, they didn't know what was happening, they just saw their accomplices stretch out their arms, and the next second their arms exploded!

Blood splattered all over their bodies, and even some of them reached their mouths, and they felt that their arms were also in pain, and for a while, the entire door of the café was silent, no one spoke, only the screams of the man with the broken arm and their heavy breathing.

"Gross!" The gangsters, I don't know who it was, finally couldn't help it, bent down and vomited, and the young man standing at the end also looked at this scene with a look of disbelief, this sudden accident caught him off guard!

The store manager and clerks at the door of the store were also frightened, and subconsciously looked at the political discipline who was standing at the front with the same expression, because the target of the gangsters just now was political discipline, and they subconsciously felt that this matter was related to political discipline.

And Masaki, but squinted at the east end of the road, where a tall building, behind an inconspicuous billboard, a bald man was lying there, the muzzle of the anti-equipment sniper rifle in his hand was still facing Masaki's side, and when he saw Masaki looking at him, he actually stretched out his hand, made a gesture, and showed a smile.

When Masaki saw this gesture, his expression was slightly stunned, he recognized this gesture, this was a gesture for the Zen Temple to identify each other! Then the identity of this person, it goes without saying, he is a member of the Zen Temple!

But why is he here?

His thoughts were still in his mind, the phone rang, in this quiet occasion was extraordinarily clear, after Zhengji answered, his face showed a clear look, it was not someone else who called, it was Ding Lao, and the member of the Zen Temple, it was not surprising that Ding Lao asked him to protect himself, saying that it was protection in fact, it was not to talk about it, in Ding Lao's words, it was to help himself solve some problems.

Zhengji hung up the phone, he seemed to understand the reason why Ding Lao did this, as his ability became bigger and bigger, he can be said to be a special existence for the high-level, some things, in order to satisfy himself or in order not to let himself have extreme thoughts, Ding Lao simply asked people to take action for himself, so as not to provoke Zhengji to come to the "Yasukuni Shrine" incident again, although this possibility is very low.

So, it's not so much about protection as it is about appeasement.

Before everyone could recover from the shock just now, at the end of the road, there was a sudden roar of the engine of a large car, which rumbled and even shook the ground a little, attracting people's attention.

Then, everyone's mouth couldn't help but open wide, because in their line of sight, at the end of the street, army trucks, roared in!

"Today, is the army training?" someone muttered as he looked at the military vehicles on the side of the road.

And the young man standing at the end of the gangsters, his face flashed a trace of panic, no matter how many rats there are, he is also afraid of cats, and when he sees people like soldiers and policemen, they will naturally want to hide.