Nguyen Thi Jie walked from the coffee shop to where the car had left. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He bent down and picked up a card that had fallen to the ground, it was a business card, but it was much cleaner than a business card. Nguyen Thi Ket saw Griffith's name written on it, and left a phone behind it, tilted his head and thought about it, and soon became happy.

But right now he's on duty, Griffith has just gotten in the car, and it's not the best time to call. He happily put the card back in his pocket and continued to walk back and forth along the street in high spirits - all day today, he really couldn't welcome the arrival of the Iron Hand.

The patrol lasted for about three days, and on the evening of the third day, when the shaggy warm winter sun cooled down and gradually set to the west. The car loaded with the steel hand finally arrived belatedly and slowly drove into the neighborhood.

As the person in charge of the arrangement and arrangement of this area, Nguyen Thi Jie got the news in advance and arranged the security of this street. His eldest cousin, the hall master, came over and told him repeatedly, and soon went to the place in front of him and picked up the people himself.

But Steel-sama didn't like pomp, he came to South Vietnam for about a month, and at this time he came by car, which was a routine inspection, and of course there was some smell of beating.

The fifteen or sixteen BMW cars of the Steelhand Gang Leader are not shabby compared to his identity, and the battle formation is made like this, not for people to show off.

Nguyen Thi Jie arranged for a few of his men to stand on both sides of the street in suits, and he had prepared sunglasses, as well as some welcome words and ceremonies, all of which were designed by someone. But the eldest cousin said no, the gang leader just passed by here, and he wouldn't stay for long, and the final place to settle down would be the branch hall.

The unnamed streets of Lang Son City at sunset are not crowded with people. They have been combed in the outer, which is sparse at this point, making it easier for vehicles to travel with them.

Soon after, Nguyen Thi Kiet saw fifteen pure black BMW cars slowly driving in the light of the setting sun at the end of the long street. On both sides of the aisle stood people in black suits, full of momentum and pomp, and Nguyen Thi Kiet was one of them.

As a member of Lang Son's largest black organization, Nguyen Thi Khai has always felt that most of what he has felt is focused on a more relaxed system of behavior compared to ordinary people. To put it simply, it is to do whatever you want commensurate with their status.

At this moment, Steel Hand slowly drove into the street in four or five black cars, and he stood on the side of the road in a suit to greet him, so he felt honored. This feeling may be a sense of belonging generated by a long-term sense of superiority, which can be regarded as a side accentuation of the position of the fur seal in Lang Son on a piece of land.

In the midst of this illusory, elusive sense of honor, Nguyen Thi Jie straightened his chest and stomach, but soon felt someone squeezing in from behind. He turned his head a little displeased, and behind him was a stream of people, and he glared at them one by one, and was stunned in vain, because he was defenseless, and he saw the indescribable face he had encountered in the café appear at the back of his side. When Ruan Shijie turned his head to look over, the man was hunching his feet, looking ahead through the blockade of pedestrians and guards.

"Griffith!"

Ruan Thi Jie couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

The man didn't hear clearly in the noise, and seemed to sense that someone was calling his name. He tilted his head in confusion and turned his head.

"Ah, it's you, Brother Ruan......"

The man named Griffith seemed to have thought of something, and looked at the man in a suit on the side of the road with some surprise, this person was Nguyen Thi Khai, who had gone from the coffee shop a few days ago. He seemed to be the head of the area, and the pedestrians were controlled by him and his men, walking within the prescribed path and range—a bit of power.

Since that day's hurried farewell, Nguyen Thi Kiet had tried to contact Griffith. Before leaving, the other party had left a small card from the window with a phone number written on it. Ruan Thi Jie tried to dial a few times, but most of the time no one answered, but when he connected, he was a fool who called himself 'Xue Yijie', and his mouth was full of earthy smell. What else do you say, 'Brother Zhangdian HK District', 'Harass me again, punch you and go to the Hokage' Yunyun, it's really sick.

What's too much is that this guy has recently taken the initiative to call and ask if it is interesting to him. Consciousness of your sister, turtle......

This 'dewy marriage' with Griffith, Ruan Thi Jie thought that there would probably be no ending like this, maybe a few years later, he would talk about it with the other half, which can be regarded as a kind of memory and restlessness.

Unexpectedly, it was not a few hours before Nguyen Thi Jie's sad feeling arose, and as soon as he turned his head, Griffith's delicate and realistic face really appeared in his eyelids. So he quickly took a posture and cleared his throat.

"Mr. Griffith has met again, ho, it's really a place in life where we don't meet, we are destined...... Well, is the gentleman here waiting for someone? ”

The man smiled as usual and said casually.

The last time I was in the coffee shop, the man named Griffith seemed to have this lukewarm attitude. He also said last time that he was waiting for someone, and the last thing he was waiting for was a handsome guy with a one-eyed cold face. In Ruan Thi Jie's view, Griffith's wait was for someone to come.

At this time, the front of the fifteen BMW black cars carrying the steel hand had already driven over. The car wasn't fast, but luckily the second car was still some distance away. Ruan Thi Jie had no choice but to turn around, straighten his waist, and escort the car past him.

Griffith's gaze also moved slowly with the black car, he looked at it for a while, thought for a moment, lost interest, and shifted his eyes to the car further behind.

"Mr. Griffith seems to be very fond of waiting for others, I wonder which one is the one who has the honor of making him wait this time?" After the first black car drove by, Ruan Thi Jie took advantage of the window period when the second car had not yet driven, and had nothing to say, so he half-turned around and asked. His posture and face at this time were upright, and he looked like he was performing escort and monitoring tasks, and his posture could not be seen as flirtatious, obviously unwilling to tell the truth.

"Steelhand, ......"

The other party's voice floated softly, and Griffith took it for granted, so that after a while, Ruan Thi Jie, whose memory began to be coherent, asked with some uncertainty: "Who?!" ”

However, his question is destined to have no one to answer it. Because just when he finished speaking, he seemed to be a little stunned and turned his head to ask. A huge vibration 'boom' blew up people's eyes.

Immediately after the explosion, flying dirt and ice chips beeped and flew in all directions in the incoming wind and shock wave. The nearby shops were shattered by the explosion, and the glass crystals were scattered all over the ground. Then it was completely covered by the ice that rose out of nowhere and spread rapidly.

On the other hand, the first black car that had walked out of Ruan Shijie nearly ten meters away was completely flattened by something in this explosion, and the people in the car were forced into meat sauce before they could evacuate in time.

The street guarded by Nguyen Thi Kiet is not too wide, but it is more prosperous than other places due to the food and multicultural prosperity. Due to the status of this street today and its considerable cultural heritage, it seems to be a small scenic spot in the eyes of locals as a representative of this regional heritage and culture.

Obviously, the designer who arranged Tsunade's itinerary took this into account and wanted to impress the Tsunade gang leader, who had finally returned once, and chose this section of the road implicitly and meaningfully, and had already evacuated the crowd before the black car crossed the street, so that the view of the people in the car and the travel of the vehicle seemed spacious and convenient.

But when the first black car approached the middle of the block, the sewer manhole cover of the street suddenly exploded, directly blowing up a liquid nitrogen truck parked on the side of the road.

After the car was blown over, a huge oval-shaped container of liquid nitrogen smashed right on top of the passing black car. The black car was flattened, and then the liquid nitrogen tank exploded.

The leaked liquid nitrogen drained the temperature of the nearby air, and layers of ice crystals enveloped the car, covering the entire ground, and then condensed into a thick layer of ice that stretched out in all directions. After a while, the ground, walls, shops on both sides, and even the glass of the street were covered with white frost.

This futile change almost wrapped Ruan Thi Jie in it, and the explosion sounded, and he was still struggling with the name of 'Steel Hand'. Then cement, stones, broken newspapers and lumps of ice crystals mixed with the wind pressed fiercely, Ruan Shijie was frightened, subconsciously retreated, and raised his elbows to protect his head and face in a panic.

He stepped back and brushed shoulders with the stunning man, who quietly looked up in a certain direction. The ice spread out like tentacles, covering everything like tentacles, and a passer-by who had time to run was chased by the frost, grabbed his ankle, and was frozen into an ice sculpture, his running posture and anxious face came to life.

The ice crystals representing death instantly froze several people, but they still spread, and the crowd screamed and retreated. Ruan Shijie turned his head to look behind him while running, and he saw that the slender figure took a step forward against the flow of people, and the beautiful black Martin boots slowly stood there, and the figures passed by in a staggered manner. In the next second, crystal and terrifying ice crystals spread, and when they reached his feet, they could be stopped.

At this moment, Ruan Thi Jie's head, who had seen everything, seemed to crack with a 'buzz'. Before his consciousness could react, a sad emotion filled his entire nervous system before his thoughts could reach the cause, and after a while, he sat down on the ground with a painful expression on his face, and looked at his neighborhood again with a desperate expression, he knew that he was finished this time......

Today, however, the real storm has just begun.