In the center of the living room, two sets of European-style sofas are placed around the coffee table, the three bosses of the Vietnamese Gang are sitting facing the door, and the lean middle-aged man in the center, called Pan Xiong, the boss of the Vietnamese Gang, the last eldest brother five years ago, Hu Hai, who was in the prime of life, was shot and killed in the car by the big circle, Pan Xiong seized the opportunity to control the Vietnamese Gang in one fell swoop.

If there is no big circle.

I am afraid that Pan Xiong is now only one of the thirteen leaders of the Vietnamese Gang.

This guy is not only not grateful to the big circle, but hates the big circle to the bone, it is precisely because the big circle has suppressed the Vietnamese gang in recent years, he has become the most big brother of the Vietnamese gang, for an ambitious underworld hero, carrying the word scumbag is more uncomfortable than being slapped in the face in public by the gangsters.

How Pan Xiong doesn't hate the big circle.

On Pan Xiong's right, there is his cousin Pan Hu, with a big waist and a round waist, and a face full of anger.

On Pan Hu's left hand sat a gloomy man with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek and a gutter nose, this man was nicknamed Monkey, one of the thirteen leaders, and Pan Hu's brains.

Behind the three of them is a fierce little brother.

Going deep into the tiger's den, Cao Zhenhua was fearless, without the greeting of the Vietnamese, as if in his own territory, the Malaysian golden knife sat opposite Pan Hu, leaned on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, lit a cigarette unhurriedly, and did not hide his contempt for the Vietnamese gang.

Pan Hu's subordinates gritted their teeth and glared at Cao Zhenhua, hating it to the extreme, Pan Hu remained silent, the monkey glanced at Cao Zhenhua expressionlessly, and then looked at the few people who came in with Cao Zhenhua, and finally frowned and stared at Yang Chen, who was standing side by side with Wang Li, as if wondering when there would be such a new face in the big circle.

Intuition told the monkey that this young man was not ordinary, and he had been fighting and killing for many years, and he smelled a dangerous breath from the other party.

The monkey couldn't help but wonder about Yang Chen's identity.

Yang Chen felt the monkey looking at him, and gave him an understated glance in return.

"Pan Xiong, did you go too far this time?" Cao Zhenhua stared at Pan Xiong coldly, flicked off the cigarette ash, and continued: "I won't say much nonsense, hand over the murderer, you Vietnamese gang will completely get out of Vancouver, or give up the territory of the two districts of Scarborough and North York in Toronto." ”

Cao Zhenhua is aggressive.

Seeking justice for friends is not for the benefit of the big circle.

Yang Chen watched calmly, this Uncle Cao took the opportunity to fight for profit, he felt that it was normal, or that sentence has no eternal friends, only eternal interests.

Pan Hu was furious, slapped the coffee table, and asked, "Why don't you grab it?" ”

Pan Xiong glared at Pan Hu, Pan Hu suppressed his anger and was silent, Pan Xiong squeezed out a smile, and said slowly: "I'm really sorry, who killed Mr. Cao's friend, I really don't know, I can only express sympathy and regret, the person who killed the person has nothing to do with our Vietnamese gang, if Mr. Cao finds the killer and confirms that it is my person, which piece of territory Mr. Cao wants, I will give it up." ”

Yang Chen squinted when he heard this, this Pan Xiong was a little interesting.

Cao Zhenhua and Pan Xiong looked at each other, took a long breath of smoke, his face was instantly gloomy, and said: "Pan Xiong, you pushed it so cleanly, don't you have to be like a prisoner to beat you?" ”

"Fight, fight, who's afraid of whom?!" Pan Hu was furious, fed up with the suppression and aggressiveness of the big circle, and at this time he couldn't bear it anymore.

Pan Xiong didn't blame his cousin for talking too much, he sneered, and said quietly: "It's not that we haven't fought before, if you want to fight, my brothers and I will accompany you to the end." ”

"That's not what you have to talk about?" Cao Zhenhua gritted his teeth and asked.

"Whatever you want." Pan Xiong doesn't care about the stalls, even if he knows that he can't beat the big circle, he must not admit it in front of so many brothers.

"Damn, what are you kid looking at? Lao Tzu fucked your mother, or fucked your sister? Pan Hu raised his hand and pointed behind Cao Zhenhua, and Cao Zhenhua, who was about to speak, subconsciously turned his head, it turned out that the person Pan Hu was pointing at was Yang Chen.

Yang Chen didn't do anything, he just felt that Pan Hu looked like a big brother on Xijing Road, take a few more looks, and think that Pan Hu, who was not in a good mood, would be angry with him as if he had taken the wrong medicine.

Pan Hu, who was vicious in his words, didn't realize that he had offended the evil star who shouldn't be offended, and he stared at Yang Chen coaxingly, looking like he was eating Yang Chen.

Probably this thing really uses Yang Chen as a supporting role.

Pan Xiong also didn't think it was a big deal what his cousin did, so what could he do if he scolded a small character and scolded Cao Zhenhua in public? It's a big deal.

Yang Chen was scolded by Pan Hu with his head and face, Cao Zhenhua couldn't get over his face, but now he tore his face and did the battle, which was a little inappropriate, after all, he was in danger in the other party's territory.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Not to mention Cao Zhenhua, the underworld hero.

The matter has come to this point, there is nothing to talk about, he decided to put out the cigarette and leave here first, and then teach the Vietnamese a lesson, who thinks, Yang Chen moved first.

Everyone present, including Wang Li, who was next to Yang Chen, didn't react, and Yang Chen, who was expressionless, was like a ghost, and he had bypassed the sofa and appeared in front of Pan Hu.

Pan Hu was stunned and at a loss.

Yang Chen smiled and grabbed Pan Hu's neck, pulled it over, and pressed Pan Hu's big head on the coffee table.

Pan Xiong was startled, and involuntarily leaned towards the monkey on the other side, away from Yang Chen, the monkey was also full of surprise, boasting of being resourceful, but he didn't expect this scene.

Cao Zhenhua was also surprised.

I felt that the son of my old comrade-in-arms was not simple, but I didn't expect it to be so violent.

Dozens of Vietnamese gang members were stunned for a few seconds, and they rushed up one after another, some pulled out their guns, and some wanted to pull Yang Chen, and the atmosphere was instantly tense and about to explode.

Yang Chen gave these people a chance to do their own thing, and while holding Pan Hu, he pulled out the pistol he was carrying, and the hand holding the gun flung to the side, and the muzzle of the gun was directly on Pan Xiong's head, despising all the members of the Vietnamese gang, and said indifferently: "Get away, otherwise I will greet your boss with the bullets in this gun." ”

Domineering, bull breaking.

Wang Li witnessed this scene and admired the five bodies to the ground.

The sharp-edged Yang Chen suppressed the crowd of black pressure, and countless muzzles were aimed at him, but no one dared to pull the trigger.

The enemy surrounded me thousands of times, I stood still, many people will say, very few have been done, this Mount Tai collapsed in front of the face without changing the courage needs to be tempered.

Cao Zhenhua relieved himself and stared at Yang Chen silently, revealing a trace of dazedness, Yang Chen's courage and momentum were like a veteran who had been killed.

How much is the story behind this child?

"Son of a bitch, there is a kind of me!" Pan Hu still has a hard mouth.

Yang Chen pursed his lips with great disdain, pulled up the head of the goods suddenly, and smashed it down again, the solid wood coffee table was actually smashed, and Pan Hu's head was bleeding, and he almost lost his breath.

"Do you know the consequences of that?" Pan Xiong asked Yang Chen angrily.

Bang!

Yang Chen fired.

The bullet grazed the top of Pan's brain and slashed into the floor.

The feeling of burning scalp frightened Pan Xiong, and he said in his heart when there was such a stunned green man in the big circle.