As the vehicle got closer and closer to Cixi Restaurant, Zhang Jian's mood began to become excited, and his heartbeat could be heard quietly by the ear wheel, it seemed that the battle in Cixi Restaurant was over, and Long Ao must be dead.

In contrast, Gao Feng around him is not in such a relaxed mood, it is true that the Cixi Restaurant is quiet, but this does not mean that Long Ao has been killed? What if Long Ao wiped out those killers?

When he first saw Long Ao, Gao Feng suffered a loss, and since then, he has instinctive fear in his heart when he faces Long Ao, plus Long Ao's reputation is too loud, it can be said that it is like thunder, when he was still in the Butterfly Gang, he heard the rumors of Long Ao, and heard calluses in his ears, such a mythical person would die like this?

The car slowly stopped, and the others got out of the car, and the dragon soldiers behind them also walked out of the back of the car lazily and lazily, shouting one by one, the clothes on their bodies were also worn crookedly, and their faces were seven uneven and eight angry looking at people from the crack in the door.

"Haha, I'll just say? Long Ao is already dead, look at it, there is no sound in the Cixi Restaurant" Zhang Jian on the side danced to the peak next to him, Long Ao is dead, he can try his next plan.

Gao Feng on the side didn't think so, if Long Ao died, why were there still a few black-clothed people standing guard at the door?

Gao Feng told Zhang Jian his doubts, but Zhang Jian said disappreciatively; "What's that? The bodyguards of the way brothers are also wearing black clothes, how do you know that the one standing guard at the door must be Long Ao's men? ”

"But, have you ever seen a bodyguard like this?" Gao Feng on the side looked at Long Jun not far away and asked Zhang Jian beside him.

Zhang Jian glanced at Gao Feng beside him suspiciously, and said secretly in his heart, what happened to this kid recently, how did he feel suspicious, although he was very puzzled in his heart, Zhang Jian still followed the direction pointed by Gao Feng and looked over with his hand on the pergola.

There's nothing wrong with that, it's all black, what's wrong, alas, wait, it's strange why these guys have mops in their hands? Zhang Jian looked at the black-clothed people not far away and asked secretly, at the beginning, there was nothing abnormal about the group of black-clothed people that Zhang Jian saw, they were all black, but soon after, several black-clothed people walked out of the hall on the first floor, and unlike other black-clothed people, these black-clothed people actually held mops in their hands, and some people carried buckets in their hands.

Doesn't that look like some kind of bodyguard? Zhang Jian thought with doubts on his face, being a bodyguard is not an old mother, but she has to sew and mend and wash and wash, but is it not a bodyguard, why are the clothes they wear exactly the same as the bodyguard's clothes, but they are not holding a pistol in their hands, but a mop.

Oh no, Long Ao is not dead, a thought suddenly appeared in Zhang Jian's mind, even if he didn't want to believe this idea, but the bodyguard in front of him, no, it was the Long Army who had overturned all his thoughts, and only the Long Jun were the bodyguards and nannies in the world.

Fuck, Brother Way, this group of waste has ruined Lao Tzu's good deeds, Zhang Jian scolded in his heart, he thought that Brother Way had already taken things as properly as he needed to rush back to the headquarters to announce the news of Long Ao's death, but who would have thought that Long Ao was still alive and well even if he didn't die.

Glancing at Gao Feng beside him, Zhang Jian couldn't help but have a thought, fortunately he listened to Gao Feng's words, otherwise he would have made a big mistake, just think that he would return to the headquarters and say that Long Ao was dead, but soon after, Long Ao went to stand in front of everyone, and then he would use any words to prevaricate the people in front of him?

Say you're joking? Hehe, I'm afraid only a fool would believe it.

Calming down, Zhang Jian said to Gao Feng beside him; "Brother, fortunately, I listened to your statement and came to make sure, otherwise this time the nicknames of the two of us would be gone," After speaking, Zhang Jian wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with palpitations.

Gao Feng beside him has now stabilized his mind and said; "Zhang Jian, what should we do now?" Now that he knows the news that Long Ao is not dead, what should his group of people do? Whether to leave or stay is a question, "What to do?" What do you say? Zhang Jian asked rhetorically, "In my opinion, let's hurry up!" Gao Feng glanced at the Cixi Restaurant not far away, and said with palpitations, as if his group of people would never be able to come out of the restaurant again.

"You idiot, let's go back, what will we say if Wang Bo asks after we go back?" Zhang Jian, who was on the side, heard what Gao Feng said and scolded and said, his group of people came to rescue Long Ao, but they went back empty-handed, if Wang Bo asked, it would be difficult to say that Long Ao was dead, and when Long Ao returned to the headquarters, the two sides confronted each other.

told Gao Feng around him his thoughts, Zhang Jian finally said; "Let's go over, and when the time comes!" After saying that, Zhang Jian drilled back into his car, and the dragon soldiers behind him did the same, Gao Feng took a deep breath, asked his heart and returned to his car, and the group drove to the door of Cixi Restaurant.

As soon as the car stopped, Zhang Jian got out of the car in a panic, and carried a knife in his hand, and came to several brothers standing outside the door and shouted anxiously; "Brother, where is Brother Ao? Where is Brother Ao? ”

As Zhang Jian was the first to get out of the car, the dragon soldiers on the car behind him also got out of the car behind, but they were not panicked or anxious on their faces, but as if they were coming to enjoy the mountains and rivers, they pointed to the Cixi Restaurant in front of them and sighed from time to time.

When the soul hooking soldier in front of the door saw that he knew someone who was dressed in black like himself, his nerves tensed up, and he waved his hand to open Zhang Jian, who grabbed his hand, put his right hand behind his waist, and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?" "I can't blame them, the enemies they killed just now were all guys in black, and now there is a group of people in black who will inevitably not be the enemy's reinforcements.

* Damn, what kind of winter melon do you think you are, you actually dare to use a knife with Lao Tzu, seeing that the little brother in front of him beat his hand down and put his right hand on his waist, Zhang Jian scolded in his heart.

Since he entered the Tianlong Society, with the signboard of the leader's cronies, he has run rampant in the Tianlong Society, causing many people to complain, but because he is the leader's cronies and brothers, many people have swallowed their anger and didn't say anything, but since then, few people have dared to do this to themselves, and today is the first time.

"Hehe, brother, you're new here, right? I am Zhang Jian, a close confidant of the head of the meeting! Zhang Jian explained his identity with a smile and deliberately accentuated his tone when he said the word cronies, when he said this sentence in the past, no matter whether the person in front of him was a centurion or a thousand, he would be polite to himself, but today he was obviously looking for the wrong person, and the arrogance of the soul hook was not something he could afford.

"Zhang Jian?" The hook soul repeatedly looked Zhang Jian up and down in his mouth, and suddenly realized; "It turns out that you are the Zhang Jian who sat in the centurion position by nepotism?" Zhang Jian's name can now be said to be known to everyone in the Tianlong Society, but the farthest thing that is worn by the bad reputation is that Zhang Jian relied on the cronies of the head of the association, and this identity only sat in the position of centurion, which is the most shameful for the dragon soldiers who were promoted by strength.

Zhang Jian's face was cold, he hated others the most when he talked about it, maybe this is the sore spot of the villain, and he can't see people talking about his shortcomings.

Zhang Jian said with a smile on his face; "Brother, be careful when you speak, beware of having a mouth to talk and not eating!" Although Zhang Jian had a smile on his face, his tone was really cold, and the people who listened to it were very uncomfortable.

The soul seducer stared at him and said loudly, "Why, do you have the face to make it, are you still afraid of what others will say?" What do you think you are, and what qualifies you to sit in the position of centurion? Do you think you have a good reputation, to tell you the truth, the most despised person in the Tianlong Club is you, you guys who rely on sycophants are not qualified to stay in the Tianlong Club at all! ”

Listening to the reprimand of the unnamed little brother in front of him, Zhang Jian's face turned red and white for a while, and his breathing became heavier and heavier, even if the centurion in the dragon army saw him, he was polite, but this guy in front of him unceremoniously unceremoniously uncovered his scars.

Zhang Jian's ears were filled with a burst of tinnitus, and at this time, he could no longer hear the sound outside, only this Long Sergeant who was still here and kept saying bad things about himself grabbed the right hand of the knife and began to exert force, making a squeaky sound, Zhang Jian's eyes were cold, "Go die!" The blade of knife in his right hand was raised sharply and slashed at the soldier in front of him.

Who knew that the soldier's figure flashed and actually flashed Zhang Jian's attack, stood aside for a long time and flicked the dust on his clothes, and said with a sarcastic smile on his face; "Why, it's been said that it's a sore spot, and now you want to kill people?"

"Fuck you! Brothers, hack him to death for me! Zhang Jian had now lost his mind, and ordered loudly to the dragon army behind him, Gao Feng beside him hurriedly stepped forward to hug Zhang Jian's body and persuade, "Zhang Jian, are you crazy?" ”

"* Uncle, Lao Tzu is very clear, get out of the way!" Zhang Jian roared angrily with red eyes, then flew up and kicked Gao Feng, who was holding himself, and scolded the brothers who were still standing behind; "What are you doing in a daze, give it to Lao Tzu!" After speaking, Zhang Jian waved the knife in his hand and slashed at the soul seduction soldier, and the dragon army behind him saw that his boss had all shot, and no longer hesitated, picking up his guys one by one, and running behind his boss with a roar