Chapter 338: Not Accustomed to It

Oh? Are you talking about it? Hehe, the contemptible "Haw Par Tang" red stick thug is dry, fortunately! Fortunately! Luo Zhehang continued his acting skills as usual.

Sure enough, after listening to his words, all the minions of the "North Exhibition Hall" burst out laughing.

The little mountain cannon shook the whole body even more, and the flesh leaned forward and closed: "Just you? Also a red stick thug? Ah, I said that Li Zhenyu had heard a long time ago that your "Haw Par Hall" was short of manpower, but I really didn't expect it to be so miserable. You can be a red stick thug with such a good thing, aren't you kidding me anymore! What, in my opinion, it's just like this, your "Haw Par Hall" is directly merged into my "North Exhibition Hall", I promise you a cadre, how about it? ”

"Humph! Don't think that a little person doesn't know the sky, let me tell you, someone said the same thing as you before, and in the end do you know what the result is? ”

The corners of his lips raised, and the "Little Mountain Cannon" asked with interest, "How?" ”

"Brother Li! Tell them so much about what to do...... I said that fat pig, let me tell you this, we first arrived in Guibao Land, and we are worried about the development of no territory, since you insist on not being able to get along with us, then I might as well tell you that your territory has been accepted by our "Haw Par Tang"! ”

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Yang Tian burst into laughter, and "Little Mountain Cannon" seemed to have never heard such a funny joke.

Seeing that the boss laughed, the minions at the bottom also laughed in agreement.

After a while, the "Little Mountain Cannon" raised his arms, and the laughter of the audience stopped abruptly, and he met Luo Zhehang's eyes with a lunar face, and asked word by word: "Boy!" Do you know what the price of rampant is? ”

"I don't know! I only know that there are two kinds of rampantness, one is its own strength; Another is that there are many people who are self-controlled, and the fox is fake and the tiger is mighty. ”

The meaning is meaningful, and a fool can also hear that Luo Zhehang is satirizing that the "little mountain cannon" is incompetent.

Hearing this, the corners of the mouth of the "Little Mountain Cannon" twitched, and the ruthlessness in his eyes became more and more intense: "Stinky boy! You're looking for death! him for Lao Tzu! ”

The boss spoke, and the minions naturally would not miss this rare opportunity to show their merits.

At that moment, the closest bancun on the right hand side of the "Little Mountain Cannon" was in charge, and he pounced on Luo Zhehang with his fist.

For this kind of little kid who has little experience in warfare, Luo Zhehang is not even interested in doing it.

He lifted his foot and hooked it over the invincible chair next to him, and then shook it hard.

The heavy invincible stool weighing 20 pounds was thrown out by Luo Zhehang like a "chicken", and its target was exactly the direction when the "board inch" came.

Immediately, only listening to the sound of "bang", "Bancun" couldn't stand the impact of the invincible stool, and sat directly on the stool, and then continued to move forward with the body, returning to the original position and stopping impartially.

“MD! Rubbish! Seeing that his subordinates were unfavorable, the "Little Mountain Cannon" slapped the "Bancun" on the head in annoyance, and the "Bancun" who had just stood up flew to the side under the strong drive, and waited until he knocked down the coffee table on the booth before he could stop.

"Boy! You're looking for death! ”

The long-haired man on the right side of the "Little Mountain Cannon" pulled out a machete from his waist ribs, the knife was 2 feet 3 inches long, the blade was sharp, and the cold light was scattered.

The long-haired man with the knife in his hand was chic and abnormal, 5,000 black silk danced in the wind, and the long-haired man seemed to have a premonition that the blade was cutting the bones, and the young man in front of him howled.

Then, just as the long-haired man recognized himself as successful, he suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder, and looked back, but saw a touch of blood spurting from his shoulder. Immediately, a new shiny kitchen knife lay in front of him.

The long-haired man froze.

The owner of the kitchen knife is a man with an evil smile on his face.

Luo Zhehang slashed down with a knife, and he clearly heard the sound of bones shattering.

"Now, I forgot to introduce to you, I was a stupid pig slaughtering a sheep before my debut, and I can cut a piece of meat as thin as a book's pages. How? Don't get it? I mean...... If you don't want to be cut into an encyclopedia by me, the widowmaker, you've got 5 seconds to leave! ”

"Yes! You're looking down on people there! ”

Feeling a strong wind behind him, Luo Zhehang's body did not move, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and when the wind came to him, he slashed the wooden bench that was attacking him with a backhand, and slashed directly at the face of the comer.

Good fellows, from eye to nose; From the nose to the horns, the flesh and bones of the man's face were immediately separated, and the white bones inside were clearly exposed.

For a moment, saliva, tears, and snot mixed with blood and rotten flesh poured out like a fountain, and all the spectators around were splashed with blood.

Luo Zhehang's successful blow did not regain momentum, he turned around and broke into the rear bandits.

The fierce posture was like a vicious protector who rushed into the flock, using both hands and feet, and instantly dealt with the four bandits behind him, and a large open space was cleared at the bar.

The action is like a rabbit, the strength is as fierce as thunder, the whole raid king is like a flowing water, the posture of waving the knife is in one go, and it is extremely chic, as if it is an ancient cold-faced knife man, and the indifferent momentum fills the audience, and everyone is stunned.

No one spoke, no one moved, everyone on the field stood in place like they had been hit by the acupoint, only Luo Zhehang stood proudly in the middle of the field, like the eye of a typhoon, and the terrifying waves around him were rippling outward in a circle, shaking everyone's heartstrings.

"Little Mountain Cannon" looked at the man opposite with an incredulous expression, he never thought that this young man who was despised by him actually had so much energy.

Also, real people cannot be disguised, and the sea cannot fight, but the words that have been said are like spilled water.

Now, if this young man is not brought down in uniform, then his "North Exhibition Hall" signboard will become the laughing stock of other gangs in the future, and even collecting protection money will become a problem.

So considering the reputation of the gang, no matter what, you have to leave the car tonight, Li and the two!

“MD! What are you doing in a daze! He's alone, and I'll go with Lao Tzu! ”

Immediately, the six minions shouted in unison and rushed towards Luo Zhehang in four ways.

Seeing this, Li Zhenyu picked up a chair and stool and copied it from behind.

But before he could do it, Luo Zhehang was already like a bolt of lightning, ghostly pasted in front of the 6 people.

Luo Zhehang's movements and movements of the six people on the other side could be seen clearly.

These street thugs fight in a disorderly manner, only blindly smashing and slashing.

This kind of subordinate hand Huang usually scares ordinary people, but in the face of Luo Zhehang, who has experienced countless bloody battles, he is simply not on the stage, and it is not worth mentioning.

It's 0 only. In 1 second, Luo Zhehang has already made a judgment.

He threw his left hand over the chair on the ground and shook it hard, and the two people on the left side should have been intercepted by the waist, and the footsteps that had just been halfway to the ground could fly off the ground, as if they had been hit by the unlucky "fly" of the ******, and after making a buzzing "Ahh

While swinging the stool with his left hand, Luo Zhehang's right hand was not idle, and the heavy kitchen knife slashed straight at the shoulder of the other gangster, and the strong force made a "bang" after slashing the shoulder blade.

(End of chapter)