(Cat flutter Chinese) "Try your best, Nima eggs!"

Fei Jin sat there and didn't get up, his eyes widened, and he scolded the cheeked man viciously.

The cheeked man seemed to be very afraid of him, a brother who entered the country, and was taught a lesson like this, but he didn't even dare to come out, and stood on the ground tremblingly.

The remaining three middle-aged men didn't dare to say anything, and stood in a row in a proper manner.

Lang Jun took a look at this Fei Jin, this cargo is very strong, with a fierce face, and his facial features are even more strange, and he is very crowded, and sure enough, the person is as his name, and his nose and eyes are very difficult.

Fei Jin also looked at Lang Jun at this time, but he looked at Fang Yurou more and couldn't help but be stunned.

Fang Yurou has long been accustomed to it, a superb beauty like her, there will be countless men's greedy or appreciative eyes wherever she goes, but being stared at by this Fei Jin, Fang Yurou feels extremely uncomfortable.

The key is that this product is too difficult to grow, and the facial features are just squeezed together, and it looks so fierce, it looks like a scum.

"You beat my son?"

Fei Jin stared at Lang Jun for a long time, and then said coldly.

What Lang Jun is most unaccustomed to is Fei Jin's pretending to be a criminal, relying on a little power in the local area, so he doesn't want it.

"That's right, I educated your son, so you sent someone to intercept me, right?"

Lang Jun said very calmly.

"Damn, you still dare to chase here? I really don't know whether to live or die! ”

Fei Jin suddenly slapped the mahjong table and roared.

He slapped the table, and more than a dozen men in the mahjong hammer all approached Lang Jun's side, looking like they were going to fight in groups.

Lang Jun suddenly understood, all the people in this mahjong parlor were Fei Jin's subordinates, except for a middle-aged man behind the counter, the rest of the people came over.

"Dad, did you hit me?"

At this moment, a thin young man rushed out of the inner room, this son was none other than Fei Jin's son, that is, the one who was taught by Lang Jun in the hot spring.

This son is called Fei Li, Fei Jin's only son, and the names of these two men sound quite difficult.

Behind the laborious man, followed by the fat man and the blue hair, as soon as the guy rushed out, they all glared at Lang Jun with angry eyes, eager to eat Lang Jun immediately.

"Yes, son, this son doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, he sent it to the door, you can get angry in a while, don't beat people to death, just clean up here!"

Fei Jin pouted, and said to Fei Li very proudly.

"That's for sure, Dad, look at it!"

A hint of evil excitement appeared in Fei Li's eyes, and the cub suddenly took out a stainless steel dagger from his pocket, shook it in his hand, and then walked towards Lang Jun.

If it were an ordinary person encountering this kind of thing, I am afraid that his legs would have been weak in fright, after all, the other party has a large number of people, and the laborious hand is holding a knife.

But who is Lang Jun, in his opinion, it's just a few more people looking for abuse.

As for the broken dagger in Fei Li's hand, in Lang Jun's opinion, it was no different from a toothpick.

"Cao Nima, you're pretty awesome in the hot springs! Are you trying to force me to take a look at one more? ”

Fei Li walked in front of Lang Jun, and made two strokes in front of Lang Jun with a dagger, showing off his might.

Lang Jun couldn't help frowning, this cub's words are too dirty, and he will spray feces when he opens his mouth.

Syllable!

Lang Jun was not used to this cub, so he slapped it.

Fei Li never dreamed that Lang Jun would dare to beat him in this situation, and he was beaten so that his body was crooked and he almost fell.

"I'm grass Nima, Lao Tzu stabbed you to death!"

Labor's eyes were red, this cub inherited his father's cruel gene, and he really dared to stab him with a dagger, and stabbed Lang Jun's heart directly.

The speed is quite fast, and if it were an ordinary person, it would be really difficult to dodge at such a close distance.

Bang!

Lang Jun didn't even think about it, he raised his foot and kicked it, kicking on his laborious chest!

"Uhh

How can this rib withstand Lang Jun's strong kick? I was kicked all the way and stumbled all the way, and I crashed into a mahjong table backwards, almost knocking over the mahjong table.

"Wow......"

Looking at the effort again, he had already covered his chest and spurted out a mouthful of blood, obviously suffering internal injuries.

The fat man and the blue fur were going to come up to fight cheaply, but at this moment, seeing that they were kicked back, the two of them were stunned and didn't dare to come up and make a move.

"Damn, come along with me! Kill this! ”

Fei Jin's eyes were red, and he commanded his subordinates to do it.

More than a dozen of Fei Jin's men rushed up, and some even picked up the bench and killed Lang Jun.

Fang Yurou was basically not nervous, she knew her man's strength too well, and these dozen hooligan bastards were not enough for Lang Jun to poke a finger.

Sure enough, as Fang Yurou expected, within half a minute, Lang Jun solved the battle.

Looking at more than a dozen of Fei Jin's subordinates, all of them were turned to the ground, lying on the ground with blue noses and swollen faces.

I grass!

Fei Jin was stupid, looking at Lang Jun blankly, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it was true!

What kind of person does it have to be to fight a dozen of them at a time, and to solve the battle in less than half a minute?

Fei Jin doubted his life, sat at the mahjong table with a big grin, and his anger suddenly disappeared a lot.

He is not stupid, he naturally realizes that he has met a great character today, and it is not an ordinary.

Lang Jun stood proudly on the spot, looking at the dozen hooligans lying on the ground, his heart basically did not fluctuate.

For a master like Lang Jun, there is no sense of accomplishment in overturning these dozen hooligans, just warming up casually.

"You can really put on a score, you have been sitting there since I came in, pretending to be forced, stand up for me!"

Lang Jun glared at Fei Jin coldly and said very unpleasantly.

Fei Jin was frightened by Lang Jun's domineering, and instinctively felt weak.

But the thing didn't stand up, still sitting there gasping for air, the expression on his face was both nervous and enjoyable, and he would gasp from time to time.

Well?

Lang Jun was very puzzled, thinking to himself what was wrong with this hooligan leader? Sitting in a chair and still sitting on him excited?

"Grass, did you stop?"

Suddenly, Fei Jin lowered his head and yelled at the mahjong table, and soon, he regained the expression of enjoyment on his face, although there was a little more trepidation in this expression, but it was still enough to ecstasy.

Lang Jun looked at Fang Yurou, and Fang Yurou also looked at Lang Jun, both of them were puzzled.

Lang Jun bent down slightly and looked under the mahjong table, it didn't matter, and Lang Jun was speechless.

I saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl squatting under the mahjong table, with black hair draped over her shoulders, and her figure was still very slender and beautiful.

What this girl under the table is doing, you can imagine.

Fang Yurou saw this scene clearly, her face suddenly became hot, and she quickly stood up straight and stopped looking.

Lang Jun was speechless and angry, this Fei Jin was enough to be obsessed, and at this time, he was still letting the girl serve her?

And this thing just enjoyed this kind of service while playing mahjong, presumably he usually didn't let the girl serve like this, right?

The more Lang Jun thought about it, the more angry he became, this big white, there are so many people in the mahjong stick, Fei Jin actually did this kind of thing, it was simply unethical, poor and extravagant!

"Lao Tzu told you to stand up, are you deaf?"

Lang Jun was so angry that he walked over and lifted the mahjong table, which was even more slippery than Brother Yaoyang's lifting the table.

This time she could see everything, and the dirty scene under the table was in full view, Fang Yurou turned her head shyly, not daring to look at these.

The girl under the table blushed like an apple, quickly stood up, ran into the counter, and stood beside the honest middle-aged man behind the counter.

"Fuck!"

Fei Jin scolded while lifting his pants, although he was quite jealous of Lang Jun, but this product was ruthless enough, picked up a bottle of beer at hand, and walked towards Lang Jun.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Fei Jin picked up the wine bottle and smashed it at the top of Lang Jun's head, obviously rushing to kill Lang Jun.

Lang Jun dodged this blow on the side of his head, and then neatly snatched the beer.

Syllable!

"Whew!"

The beer bottle was shattered into slag, and when I looked at Fei Jin's head, it also bloomed, and his face was full of beer foam.

Poof.

Fei Jin's body shook, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground.

The mahjong was full of people, but it was quiet, and no one made a sound.

After a short silence, I saw Fei Jin get up from the ground, and at the same time, the hand of the goods had slowly stretched out to his waist......

Cat flutter Chinese