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"Who dares to smash my Wang Xiaohu's theater like this?" Wang Xiaohu's voice sounded across the crowd. When Yuan Biao and the others saw him coming, they all made way for him.

Fat Biao was scolded by a dragon and tiger martial artist, and he was already a little annoyed, and he shouted three times in a row: "Who is Wang Xiaohu, Wang Xiaohu is amazing, which onion is Wang Xiaohu?"

Suddenly, I felt that this name was a little familiar, and I hurriedly whispered to the little brother next to me: "Who is Wang Xiaohu?" ”

"Boss, Wang Xiaohu is Bruce Lee's brother." This little brother's voice was also a little trembling, and he was afraid that Fat Biao wouldn't even know Bruce Lee's name, so he added a sentence later: "It's the Bruce Lee who filmed "Jingwumen", I heard that his kung fu is ridiculously high, and he has beaten invincible opponents all over the United States. ”

"Ugh"

It is said that the shadow of the famous tree, no matter how good Bruce Lee is in the movie, in the year since he returned to Hong Kong, it has been rumored that many local martial arts masters have challenged him, but they all ended in failure. Thinking about this, Fat Biao's momentum is three points weaker.

Fat Biao looked at Shen Moyan with a calm and unhurried bearing, and then thought about Bruce Lee's fame, he was a little overwhelmed at the moment, but he still held his face and said, "You are Wang Xiaohu?" ”

"It's down there!" Wang Xiaohu crossed the crowd and stepped forward to the front of Fat Biao, and arched his hand and said: "I am Wang Xiaohu, I heard that my brother wants to smash my theater, I don't know what Wang has done to offend my brother?" ”

This is said sonorously and powerfully, loudly, and every sentence is reasonable, I haven't offended you, you still want to smash my field, you can't say it, right?

"That's not the case." After taking a breath, Fat Biao immediately remembered: What are we, we are the underworld, we specialize in collecting protection fees, do we still have to be reasonable to collect compensation fees? Thinking of this, the gangsterism in Fat Biao's bones recovered a little, and he stared at Wang Xiaohu with fierce eyes and said: "You are the person in charge of this crew, right, very good, Lao Tzu is here to collect protection money today!" ”

Wang Xiaohu suddenly sneered, he looked at Fat Biao with a smile, in fact, he had already considered this problem, the Hong Kong gangs in this era are extremely rampant, far less than the one after the return of 97, but how is it that there are still 25 years before 97, for this kind of thing of being asked for protection money, sooner or later it will have to be faced, but I didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

Wang Xiaohu had a smile in his eyes, with such a lineup, he still wanted to come up and collect protection money?

"Which way are you?" Wang Xiaohu suddenly remembered Shen Guohao who he met in the Han Palace nightclub a few years ago, if this group of guys is a member of 14k, it may not have to be solved by doing, after all, the company has just been established now, and Bruce Lee led the core of the company to Rome to film, at this time, he can cause less trouble and try to cause as little trouble as possible, it is nothing to delay the filming of the film, if the brothers who followed him were injured, it would be a little bad.

Fat Biao suddenly heard Wang Xiaohu say such words, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, first of all, does this kid also have a background, can't it, I haven't heard that the people around Bruce Lee have club members, but if the other party has no community background, how can he say such a thing? First inquire about the other party's background, but with his expression, he was a lot more polite, and arched his hand and said: "We are from the Iron Blood Hall, I don't know which way you are mixed up?" ”

Wang Xiaohu raised his eyebrows, took another step forward and said with a smile: "I'm not on the road, but"

"But what?" Fat Biao's eyes bulged and he subconsciously took a step back, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, because he saw Yuan Biao and the others behind Wang Xiaohu either rolling up their sleeves or picking up the guy in their hands and preparing to do it, and more importantly, Wang Xiaohu gave him a feeling of hiding a knife in a smile at this time.

At this time, if they really fight, their own people are definitely not their opponents. Damn, why didn't the people who called Ah Ling not come, did he really want Lao Tzu to be bullied by the dragon and tiger martial artists? Wang Xiaohu's next sentence made Fat Biao breathe a sigh of relief.

"But since you've come to the door, brother, you can't let you go home empty-handed, right?" Wang Xiaohu said as he took out a fifty yuan Hong Kong dollar from his jacket pocket and handed it over and said, "If the eldest brother gives face, I will invite you to a cup of lemon tea." If you don't save face, I don't mind if you get over it. ”

"This" Fat Biao took fifty Hong Kong dollars from Wang Xiaohu's hand, in fact, he was very reluctant to accept the fifty Hong Kong dollars, fifty Hong Kong dollars may make him the least protection money he has received in his life, right?

It's just that he saw that Wang Xiaohu's eyes suddenly bloomed with suppressed flames, and the brothers behind him who were about to move, to be honest, he hesitated, it was impossible to come hard, his group of people was not enough for the other party to dish, not to mention that there were cattle like Bruce Lee behind them, after hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth fiercely, clasped his hands into fists and said: "Okay, since Boss Wang gave thin noodles, brother is here to thank you for your kindness." ”

Fat Biao said, flicked the fifty Hong Kong dollars with his fingers, and said to the younger brothers behind him, "Let's go." At the end, he squinted and looked at Wang Xiaohu twice.

After the troublemakers left, Yuan Biao came to Wang Xiaohu's side and said a little unpleasantly: "Ah Hu, what are you doing with them so politely, you should be served with fists and kicks to deal with this kind of person, our Qixiaofu has never been afraid of anyone!" ”

"Yes, Ah Biao is right, if you look at the way they look when they leave, they will definitely not give up so well." Yuan Xiangren said with a worried face.

Wang Xiaohu glanced at Yuan Biao indifferently, and said with a smile: "We followed Brother Xiaolong to make a film, of course no one dared to make a scene." We really do it, things are not so easy to be good, and besides, doing business pays attention to harmony is precious, if you call back and forth every day, if anyone is injured, I am not at ease. ”

After Wang Xiaohu finished speaking, he looked at Yuan Biao and the others, who were a little puzzled, and said: "Of course, if they leave like this, it's fine, if they still want to come back to make trouble, I will also let them know who to mess with and who not to mess with!" ”

Yuan Biao and others saw him say this, think about it carefully, Wang Xiaohu is often by Bruce Lee's side, and his skills are naturally not too weak, how can he be afraid of a few little minions who collect protection money?

In the past, when I was on the set, everyone had to be a security guard while filming, and when encountering a similar situation, it only depends on whose fists are hard, if there are many people on your side, you will definitely not suffer, if the other party is strong, then everyone only has to escape, no matter what the victory or defeat, there must always be a few brothers who are injured, at that time, the crew only sent people away with a few small money, who will really care about your life or death? It's still a promising future with Ah Hu, at least he can comfort his brothers, isn't it?

"Alright, everyone is ready to shoot the next scene." Wang Xiaohu greeted.

Everyone began to be busy again, buried in the position, and changed clothes in the clothes, but everyone's hearts were a little heavy, and there was always a little bit of inaction after the start-up, and Wang Xiaohu was a little helpless

"Brother Biao, are we just going to forget it?"

On the way back with the younger brothers, one of the younger brothers asked cautiously.

"Count? Kind of, when have you ever seen my fat biao carry such a big heel. Fat Biao scolded a little depressed and said: "TM, Ah Ling's kid hasn't come for so long, the harmful Lao Tzu is embarrassed today, and I won't clean him up after seeing him!" ”

"Yo, Brother Biao, who are you going to clean up?" More than a dozen fashionably dressed young people walked in front of him, the first one had long hair and a huge stud earring on his right ear, he hummed and walked over and said: "Brother Biao, who provoked you to be so angry, tell me, I will take my brothers to kill him!" ”

Fat Biao spewed out a breath of anger in his nostrils after seeing the man, and said in his heart that Lao Tzu definitely didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out today, and he was humiliated before, not to mention, and now he met this rival, and now he snorted and said: "It's nothing, it's just that I stepped on shit when I went out today, and I was unlucky!" ”

"Really? I heard that today someone failed to collect protection money, but was sent away by the other party for 50 Hong Kong dollars? Hahaha, fifty Hong Kong dollars, it's really a lot of damn m, it's the first time I've heard of such a funny thing since my debut with a dead door nail, brothers, do you say it's funny? ”

The mourning door nail made an exaggerated appearance of laughing stomach pain, and the dozens of little brothers behind him also laughed forward and backward, which made Fat Biao very angry: "Funeral door nail, what do you mean?" ”

"Yo, Brother Biao, you're excited, I'm talking about a stupid pig, a cowardice whose crotch is soaked when someone is scared by a word, and it's not about you!" The funeral nail stretched out his face with a smile and said, "Brother Biao, tell you a good news, our boss is waiting for you at the entrance of the hall." Let's go, brothers, let's go to Uncle Shao's side on the set to collect protection money, and let some people see how much we can get back, hahaha, fifty Hong Kong dollars, my God, it's not enough to find a young lady, right? ”

"Hahaha!"

"TMD, who the hell leaked the news?" Fat Biao glared at the two bulls' eyes and questioned the little brother beside him.

"Brother Biao, it's not us, we've been following you, it must be Ah Ling, I've heard a long time ago that Ah Ling is the one who mourns the door." The little brothers were frightened.

"This anti-bone boy, I can't spare him!"

The entrance of the main hall of the Iron Blood Hall is located in a mansion near Temple Street, and at this time, Fat Biao is kneeling on the floor of the hall, his head so low that he can't be lower, listening to the lecture of a middle-aged man on the seat.

"Fat Biao, you really don't fight for Lao Tzu!" The middle-aged man slapped the table and stood up and pointed at him and said angrily: "Hold your mother, a Wang Xiaohu coaxed you, where do you put our iron blood hall face?" If the word goes out, how can I, Qu Dafu, mix in the road? ”

"Cousin, I, I know it's wrong"

"You know it's wrong and there's a fart, it's not that you don't know that there are some problems within the community now, the bastards of the funeral nails have secretly wired with Xiangjia, and we still have to face a 14k frontal attack, at this time you TM did such a shameful thing." Qu Dafu was angry with hatred for iron and steel, and after a while, he said: "Fat Biao, go and get some people, damn, Lao Tzu will personally meet this Bruce Lee brother this time, and see how he can fight this tiger over me."

---- heard that the father of the book friend HJCM was sick and hospitalized and was going to be operated on in three days. The book review area has been pinned to the top of the blessing post, let's go together