Chapter 42: The Trap
It is said that just when Zhaoqiang and the sexy American girl were in love, the door of the bathroom was suddenly kicked open, Zhaoqiang looked up, and five or six strong men walked in from the outside, and the first one to come in seemed to be the heads of these people, black, bald, ** with a strong muscle on the body that does not belong to Zhaoqiang!
“Youdaretomovemywoman!” (How dare you touch my woman!) )
The man stepped in front of Zhaoqiang in a few steps, and couldn't help but say, a punch rushed at Zhaoqiang's face, Zhaoqiang was naturally familiar with the fight, a little half-squatting, and his right elbow hit the black man in the abdomen, beating the black man who rushed up!
"! Let's go together! ”
"it!"
Zhao Qiang couldn't take care of the woman at this time, and hurriedly escaped from the bathroom, Wang Jing was half drunk with this wine, and suddenly saw a commotion in the direction of the bar and bathroom, and the dancers fled around screaming and frightened, Wang Jing fixed his eyes and saw that five or six strong men surrounded Zhao Qiang in the middle, and several people added their fists and feet, and Zhao Qiang gradually couldn't support it! Wang Jing immediately woke up at this moment, picked up two wine bottles in his hand, rushed up to the head of one of the big black men, and beckoned! After only hearing the "bang" twice, the big black man's head was punched into a hole, and blood gushed out! Covering his head with his hands, he lay on the ground and wailed!
“Fuck!”
The big black man in the lead roared, and suddenly, the door of the bar was closed, and more than a dozen strong men who were by no means good at first glance came out of the backstage, and more than a dozen people surrounded Zhaoqiang and Wang Jing!
Wang Jing leaned against Zhaoqiang and whispered,
"Damn, I'll just say don't go, it's a big mess!"
"Bullshit!"
Zhao Qiang scolded back in the shortest words.
“Chinaman! (Chinese Yankee, a contemptuous term for the Chinese), TodayIwantyouuptofeedthedog! (I'm going to chop you up and feed it to the dogs today!) )”
Although Zhao Qiang's English is not good, he can probably hear something meaning, and he also used the shortest two words to scold the past!
“Putyourmother'sfart! (Let go of your mother's fart)" This sentence is also Zhaoqiang's self-created Chinese-style English scolding, and I don't know if they can understand it.
The black man suddenly gave an order, and more than a dozen of his subordinates roared and rushed towards the two people, although Zhaoqiang and Wang Jing were both tall and big, but the heroes couldn't add more wolves!
At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came from behind the bar!
“STOP!”
There was a majestic aura in the voice that made everyone stop, and turned their heads to look at the person who walked out from behind the bar, this person Zhaoqiang knew, he was the person under Tang Long, the master of the Qinghua Hall of the Great Circle Gang, and Liu Feng, who had saved Zhaoqiang in the Chinese restaurant.
Everyone present seemed to know Liu Feng, and when they saw Liu Feng coming over, these subordinates of the big black man were all pushed into the distance, and they were silent one by one, it seems that this Liu Feng also has some means on weekdays, he just came alone, but the other party did not dare to act rashly.
Liu Feng also seemed to know this big black man, he walked straight up to him and called him by his name,
"Hans, what do you mean, you just told me what you said again."
The big black guy called Hans seemed to be very afraid of Liu Feng, he took a step back, not daring to speak, now Zhaoqiang can be seen clearly, this big black guy called Hans is at best a small gangster with a few streets of influence, and when he meets a big gang like the Big Circle Gang, he naturally doesn't dare to provoke, and he can't afford to provoke him, Zhaoqiang, who saw through all this, suddenly came up again, relying on Liu Feng's power, he stepped in front of Hans in a few steps, raised his fist the size of a sandbag, and smashed his two fists only in front of Hans, Hanston was like a can that had been opened, and blood was everywhere!
"Fuck you! Fuck you uncle! ”
This is not over, Zhao Qiang lifted his knee again, and hit Hans's lower abdomen hard, Hans held his stomach and collapsed to the ground, and finally Zhaoqiang stomped on Hans's head lying on the ground twice!
"Son of a bitch, grass your mother!"
Zhao Qiang spat at Hans several times, all of which were spit on Hans's face, and Hans couldn't care about these hands holding his stomach and struggling on the ground for a long time, blood flowing from his nose and mouth.
"You fucking one come up again!"
Zhao Qiang's face was hideous, he was originally angry with James in the game, but this time it all broke out!
None of Hans's men dared to speak out.
Zhaoqiang's actions, even Liu Feng can't stand it, the underworld is not a last resort, there is no real shot, you come and go with each other, they are all selling face, now Zhaoqiang has completely lost the face of the big circle gang here, Liu Feng sighed lightly in his heart, but he still has to continue, after all, it has already reached this point.
Liu Feng walked up to Hans, squatted on the ground, looked at Hans who was in extreme pain, and said,
"Hans, remember, I hate the word Chinaman the most, this time it is a lesson for you, Hans, I tell you very clearly now, if you are heard by me again in the future, I will shoot you on the spot!"
Hans could only nod his head again and again, he didn't have the courage and ability to say no at all.
Liu Feng walked up to Zhaoqiang, looked at Wang Jing and said,
"Who is this?"
"My brother," Zhao Qiang replied casually, but his eyes glanced at Hans who was lying on the ground, and said viciously,
"Grass your mother, don't let Lao Tzu see you in the future! Otherwise, watch you hit you one at a time! ”
Things have come to this point, Hans said everything in vain, Liu Feng, Zhaoqiang and Wang Jing made a big fuss in the bar, sat on the Rolls-Royce, and walked away.
When he came out of the bar, Liu Feng asked Wang Jing in a low voice,
"How big is Zhaoqiang?"
Wang Jing said with a wry smile,
“24。”
"Formerly a college student?" Liu Feng asked again.
"yes, what's wrong."
"No, no," Liu Feng looked at Zhaoqiang's swaggering back at the door of the bar, and said, "I look like a gangster." ”
……
Vivid rockery, gurgling flowing stream, coupled with pine willow and green bamboo, the end of the yard is an old Beijing courtyard, the door is driven by two stone lions, one person is more than high, from a distance to see the past is very majestic, the whole house is the use of pure wooden structure, several large houses adjacent, wide and sparse, the courtyard of the big tree shade, the courtyard falls, it is difficult to imagine, on the other side of China, the United States, there will be such an ancient and ancient place, here is the place where Tang Long, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, lives.
Zhao Qiang and Wang Jing sat down in the lobby, Liu Feng ordered his subordinates to make two cups and send them to the desk, and after a while, Tang Long instructed his subordinates to let Zhao Qiang into the inner room - he only said that Zhao Qiang was called in, not Wang Jing, Zhao Qiang's big grin personality didn't need to think about anything, but Wang Jing was a thoughtful person, his face did not change at all, holding a teacup, tasting tea, but his eyes looked around the surrounding environment.
Zhao Qiang entered the back room, looked up, but was startled, only to see that on the big coffee table in the middle of the back room, there were more than a dozen stacks of red banknotes, all of which were RMB, this guy, to say the least, had to have hundreds of thousands! Tang Long, on the other hand, was wearing pajamas and nightgowns, sitting in a rocking chair, playing with a stack of banknotes in his hand.
"What does that mean?" Zhaoqiang said in surprise, "What is there to show off your wealth with me." ”
"Showing off your wealth?" Tang Long suddenly smiled, this smile made Zhao Qiang puzzled, and only heard Tang Long say, "Such a little money is not a show of wealth, all this money is for you." ”
"Give...... I......? Zhaoqiang was taken aback!
"Yes! It's all for you! Tang Long stood up, walked up to Zhaoqiang, patted Zhaoqiang on the shoulder and said, "It's not easy to go out alone, especially in a foreign country, I can help you with a handful, you can use this money, if it's not enough, you can find me again." ”
"You have something to look for me," Zhao Qiang said suddenly, "There is no merit, you can say anything, you don't need money at all, Liu Feng saved me twice, and it's time for me to repay it." ”
"Refreshing!" Tang Long walked behind Zhaoqiang's back with his hands behind his back and said, "I just like a cheerful person like you!" ”
Tang Long was silent for a while, then walked up to Zhao Qiang and said with a slightly low face,
"It's actually a sad thing, my old father has a diagnosis, and the lung cancer is ...... in an advanced stage."
When Zhaoqiang heard this, he said politely, "I'm sorry, I don't know......"
"There's nothing to be sorry for," Tang Long sighed heavily and said, "Life and death are fateful, there is no need to force it, the old man has lived for 98 years, it is enough, I don't want any treatment at this age, I just want him to go happily ......"
"So what can I do......" Zhaoqiang said.
"The old man likes to watch basketball, especially the Warriors, he likes the Warriors all his life, the first half a year, the old man has been in the hospital, and he has no time to take him to the stadium to watch the game, this time before the old man leaves, I want to take him to the stadium to watch the last Warriors play...... " Tang Long said with his back to Zhaoqiang.
"Okay, will you let me get some tickets? No problem......" Zhaoqiang said, patting his chest.
"If it's because of the ticket, I don't need your help," Tang Long smiled reluctantly at the corner of his mouth and said, "The old man watched the game for the last time, I hope the Warriors can win, so that the old man can be happy in the last game." ”
"Winning...... This ......" Zhaoqiang bowed his head and pondered, "The Warriors can be said to be wasted this season, the main bench has been injured a lot, and they have not won by double digits until now, and the next game is when the Hornets play the Warriors, and the Warriors have little hope of winning." ”
"So I'll leave this matter to you, brother......" Tang Long turned his head to look at Zhao Qiang and said, "No matter what, please let the Warriors win, so that my old man can finish this journey happily......"
"This ......" Zhaoqiang fell into a dilemma, now he is already the main rotation player of the Hornets, and the playing time in the next game should not be too little, but if he tries his best to play, the old man Tang Long will not be able to fulfill his wish, and he can't be blind to death, if he doesn't play with all his strength, and plays relatively second, he may lose the trust of the head coach in one game, and the playing time in the future will be greatly reduced, Zhaoqiang looked at Tang Long's uncertain face, and fell into deep thought......