Chapter Eighty-Six: Qing Haoxuan and Fat Happiness
Qing Haoxuan, who did something at a young age, as an outsider, only took less than a year to start a medium-sized fighting gym from scratch, and those who were the boss could fight, and those who trained in the gym could also fight. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ info倩ηͺnovel.23txt.Qing Haoxuan fights and teaches, and he comes into contact with the underground black fist.
The fat head sitting across from him was slapping his head, everyone called him Fat Le, and as for his real name, if it weren't for such a thing as an ID card, maybe he wouldn't have remembered it now.
There are a lot of people on Feile's side, and he is holding a cold soldier, and his momentum is very strong, but as soon as he finished speaking, the smile on his face turned into a stiff twitch.
Because Qing Haoxuan took out a firearm in his hand, which was a swarthy pistol. Qing Haoxuan didn't face the blade like Feile, he only held the swarthy guy, and gently put it on the table with one hand.
Qing Haoxuan held a pistol in his hand, neither salty nor light: "Boss Feile is not authentic, he said that he would talk about things, why did you hide the guy and come in." β
After the flesh on Feile's face twitched a few times, he didn't know if he was fat or what, and some beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but after all, in J City, he was also a boss, so he adhered to the principle of dying to save face and suffer crimes: "You are authentic?" β
Qing Haoxuan: "You are a weasel to give a New Year's greeting to the chicken, if I don't take precautions, I will have to plant it today." I really thought you invited me to dinner? β
Fei Le: "If you do this with me, the matter will not be over." β
Qing Haoxuan: "Originally, you took your Yangguan Road, and I crossed my single-plank bridge, but you had to smash my job and destroy my bridge!" β
Syllable! As he spoke, Qing Haoyu raised his other hand and slammed it on the table. Then the guy in his hand was lifted up, pointing directly at the door of Feile's head, and the two of them were separated by a long table, but not far away.
Qing Haoxuan's arm was in a place where Leng Bing could touch it at any time, although the few people behind Fei Le didn't seem to be afraid of pistols at all, but he was afraid to death.
Feile: "You dare! β
Qing Haoxuan: "You dare! β
Fei Le: "Let's talk about it!" β
Qing Haoxuan: "It's not negotiable. β
Feile: "At most, five or five accounts!" β
Qing Haoxuan: "The Tao is different, and it is not conspiratory. β
Fei Le: "With my support, your fight gym can fight more boxing matches!" Earn no less than you do now. β
Qing Haoxuan: "I can live without you, if you don't make trouble for me every day, I will make a lot of money." β
Feile: "Do you really want to tear your face?" β
Qing Haoxuan smiled, and the guy in his hand pressed to the long table again: "People die for money, the boxing match I fight, three seven, you three, I seven." Different ways can also conspire with each other. β
The pistol moved in front of him, and Feile's mood was not relieved much, and at this moment, he heard what Qing Haoxuan said, and he was a little angry: "Your three seven open, my five five open, you want to eat me?!" β
Qing Haoxuan: "Our win rate is much higher than yours. You know if you eat or not. β
At this moment, there was a few knocks on the door of the private room, and then the door was pushed in, and it was a young man. When the gatekeeper saw his own people, he didn't stop him, so he let him stick to it.
"Boss, outside..."The young man walked up to Fei Le's side, leaned over in his ear and talked about the conflict between his subordinates outside and Li Long and the others next door.
"What can you do? A bunch of garbage, can't brighten up your eyes? Fei Le scolded angrily when he heard it.
The young man nodded yes again and again.
Scolding his subordinates, Fei Le glanced at Qing Haoxuan again, and after a little thought, he said: "There is a little trouble outside, I'll solve it." Otherwise, we'll both have to go in for tea today. β
Qing Haoxuan didn't speak, just learned the fat music just now, and smiled.
Seeing this, Fei Le snorted coldly, then got up and walked outside the private room.
Qing Haoxuan is not afraid that Fei Le will never return, and Fei Le finally faces up to the fact that Qing Haoku, this kid, can climb so fast, not all by luck and ability.
As soon as Fei Le and his subordinates came out of the private room, they took out their mobile phones and dialed them.
"Brother Du, I'm sorry, I invested in a small movie, I didn't say hello, I seem to have been misunderstood just now... Okay, okay, I'm sorry for your trouble, if there is a loss of property in the store, I will compensate for all of it, and the delayed business will also make up for you. β
After the phone in his hand, Feile had already come to the door of Li Long's four-person private room, originally just listening to the subordinates who reported the news that there was a hard stubble outside, and the movement was a little loud, and many brothers were injured, I just thought it was some physical conflict, but I never expected this to be such a situation.
Just looking at the empty doorway, I was shocked. But after all, he is a person who has seen the world, and he still has concentration, so he stepped forward and raised his hand with a happy face: "I'm sorry, my subordinates don't open their eyes, and they are offended, and they disturb a few people." Forgive me, forgive me, today I am the east, which is considered an apology. β
Fat Le gave a few more orders to his subordinates, and then a group of injured people scattered with all the things that shouldn't exist in the corridor. It's just that the wooden door on that side is still lying miserably on the ground.
Li Long didn't suffer a loss here, as the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person when he stretches out his hand, and the other party apologizes like this, and he is not the master who has to ignore people. It's just that Wei Shuangmao is old, so he should wait for him to speak.
The conflict outside is being resolved in a good and small way, but the matter is not resolved, and there is still some tension. And in the private room where Qing Haoxuan is still there, it is a serious joy.
A skill: "Boss, you are really powerful, this guy can do anything!" β
Erji: "Nonsense, otherwise how can you be the boss,"
"Fat Le is old and timid. I pointed it at again, so I didn't bother to observe. You guys can't be stupid. It's fake. As he spoke, Qing Haoyu still gave the pistol in his hand to the six capable generals who spoke to him.
Three techniques: "It's hard to distinguish between truth and falsehood, as if!" β
Four skills: "Can this simulation be beaten?" β
Qing Haoxuan: "I can't. The material is different, in order to feel the same and weight, it is made solid, which is a decoration. β
Wuji: "Boss, this Feile will definitely not be willing to cooperate with us." β
Qing Haoxuan; "I know, he just thinks that those guys are also very good at fighting, and they have seen it when they come, and there is surveillance outside, so let's go out and compare with him. They don't have the guts to move the guys. It is not easy for Feile to raise a boxer, and he is reluctant to let these people go to prison. β
After speaking, Qing Haoxuan got up, and then took the lead and walked outside the private room. Although Fei Le's subordinates spoke in a low voice, but listening to the movement outside just now, he also guessed what was going on, but he didn't know how hard he was fighting, and he actually alarmed Fei Le, who was talking about business.
You know, when he came today, he saw how many people Fei Le was hiding outside. How much can you do if you fall to the ground in this small one-story building, so that dozens of people can't hold it down?