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"This is it."

Chen Peng looked at the wooden door in front of him, and a faint sound came from it, but when Ma Zai opened the heavy door.

"I won!"

"Five, five, five!"

"Big, I'm big!"

The smell of smoke, crazy shouting, and everyone's faces were joyful, angry and sad, all appeared in the house of more than 100 square meters.

The simple arrangement, with several tables of chessboard and several slot machines in the middle, forms a hidden gambling house.

"There's a lot to see here." Maybe it was someone else's territory, Chen Haonan whispered, and subconsciously looked at the dozen or so horses watching the field.

"You Hongxing are like them." When Chen Peng looked at Ma Zai, his face was calm.

"Hong Xing, what's the same?"

Ma Zai was puzzled, and didn't think much about it, and after saying to Chen Peng and the others not to run around, he trotted two steps, and when he approached one of the tables, he whispered something to a strong man with bare arms and muscles exploding.

"Oh?"

After hearing Ma Zai's words, the strong man put down the cards in his hand curiously, looked at Chen Peng with a little interest and said: "I have a good hand, if you don't have any good business, don't blame me for being ruthless, you can't get out of here today."

The words fell.

The crow got up, more than one meter nine tall, and the explosive muscles all over his body, giving people a strong oppression.

"Business?"

Chen Peng shook his head, pointed at the crow and said, "I only heard that you are very capable of fighting, and the bargaining chip of this business is your life."

"Victory, you live." Chen Peng approached step by step, looked at the crow who was a little stunned, and said, "Defeat, you die."

Chen Peng's words fell, quiet, and everyone in the gambling house was surprised.

"This man's brain is broken?" One gambler was stunned.

"Just the two of them, looking for trouble in Dongxing's territory?" A man in a suit shook his head.

"Brother Raven, let me kill him!" Ma Tsai, who brought Chen Peng in, spoke, he was afraid that the cruel crow would be angry because of this incident.

"After all, I brought it in, and even if this person dies, the crow will be angry with me."

Ma Tsai is afraid, just because of the cruelty and personal strength of the crow, he is the most terrifying and powerful in Dongxing.

The methods are cruel and insidious.

Scared in his heart, Ma Zai was about to pick up the machete by the wall to kill Chen Peng.

"Haha."

Laughing, the crow waved to stop the horse.

"I'm going to beat him to death with my own hands!"

Laughing angrily, where had the crow ever heard such provocative words.

In Dongxing, no one can fight better than him, maybe he feels that he is the best at fighting in the entire Hong Kong and Taiwan rivers and lakes.

"Last time there was a man like you, but unfortunately he was killed by me and thrown into the sea."

The bones between the moving neck made a crisp sound, and his face was cruel, and the crow stood up as he spoke, his muscles tensed, and he smashed his fist into the face of the ordinary young man in front of him.

Under the fluorescent lamp, the one-meter-nine-tall figure is full of strength, and the muscles are coiled and twisted.

In addition, the crow's dark skin was like a black bear, and everyone rushed to oppress after seeing it.

"If this punch goes down, if it were me, I'll be killed, right?"

A horse boy looked at his weak body and muttered, and then looked at Chen Penghou, who was still indifferent, as if he could think of the scene of blood gradually becoming three feet.

"If only I could be as strong as Raven!" Ma Tsai was excited, his face was full of blood red and shouted, "Kill him!"

"Kill him, Brother Raven kill him!"

"Let him know how powerful we are in Dongxing!"

The fist approached, and the horses watching the scene saw it and shouted excitedly.

Bloody, bloody.

The scenes of beating a person to death with his fists are all the most inspiring in the hearts of these horses who often lick blood at the knife edge.

"I can only blame you for not having long eyes, my crow will beat you to death today!"

The young man with a calm face in front of him was punched out by himself, and he was knocked down with a figure that was unable to spare him.

begging for mercy, kowtowing, he ignored it, the young man's face was no longer calm, and the scene of being killed by himself with a punch in despair came to mind, and the crow's heart became more and more excited.

"Die!"

The roar of the crows, the roar of the crowd.

In Chen Peng's eyes, the fist in front of him was enlarging a little.

"It's just a little stronger than the average person.."

Chen Peng spoke, tilting his head, and his fist was flashed under the crow's surprised gaze.

"Since you want to beat me to death.."

Smack―

Like the sound of a leather whip cracking the air.

Chen Peng's head was on the side, and his arm shook and flung out, like an iron chain and leather lock, and he slammed into the center of the crow's back.

Bang—

The internal strength exploded, Chen Peng retracted his strength at the last moment, and after a muffled sound, the crow's one-meter-nine-tall body smashed heavily on the casino wall like a cannonball.

Surprised, frightened.

Everyone seemed to be pinched by the throat, staring at the cracked wall behind them.

"Uh.."

The crow at the feet of the crowd was like a dying fish, and after listening to his unconscious coughing sound, he crawled to the ground, hunched over and tried to press his hand on his painful back.

Terrifying, I saw that the crow's back was whipped by an iron whip, and a black-purple bruise of more than forty centimeters was formed in the center.

"You're not trying to beat me to death."

In the quiet gambling house, Chen Peng's words and footsteps sounded.

After everyone saw him approaching step by step, they looked at the crow with fear on his face and wanted to ask for mercy and said, "I said, win, you live, lose, you die."

As the words fell, Chen Peng kicked him in the chest under the desperate eyes of the crow.

The strength of the foot is twice that of the fist.

With the power of a thousand catties, when Chen Peng kicked out, this was really like a black bear, with all the great force of crushing destruction!

Bang—

Like a muffled drum, with the sound of the crow's side bones shattering, "Click.. The sound of "click" rang out in unison.

The tables, chairs and benches in the middle of the field were broken by the crow's body that was gliding on a decent surface, and they all slid to the corner.

Fishy, sticky blood flowed down his body.

In the corner, the crow in the broken table and chair leaned back and opened its eyes wide, already dead.

"Murder .."

"He killed .."

Screams, fears, vomiting sounds where have they ever seen such a scene.

Even the horses, who often cut and kill, have never seen such a murderous scene!

"He's a monster!"

Frightened, the horses don't know what to do.

"Losers can only die."

Chen Peng opened his mouth, as if to explain, "I gave him a chance. ”

When the words fell, Chen Peng looked around, looking at the people in the room with a calm gaze.

"The people of Dongxing stayed.."

..

Whew―

On the way back, on the open-top sports car, the night wind was a little cool, which seemed to be able to blow away the doubts and uneasiness in Chen Haonan's heart.

The scenes of tonight made him frightened and confused.

He was confused, why did Chen Peng kill the crow, he was obviously innocent and had no hatred, and he didn't know the crow, otherwise the crow wouldn't have said such a provocative word.

He was afraid, it was his brother who was like a murderous demon, on the bridge, and when he returned.

"Could it be that Brother Peng came back with me just to kill someone."

With a thrill in his heart, Chen Haonan was startled, and after avoiding a car in front of him that he almost crashed into because he was thinking, he hurriedly grasped the steering wheel, not daring to be distracted.

Puzzled and curious, just like ants circling in his heart, making people irritable, Chen Haonan hesitated again and again, but still whispered to Chen Peng, who was close his eyes and recuperated, and asked, "Brother Peng, why did you kill the crow?"

Quiet, only the whirring of the wind.

Chen Haonan looked at the road ahead, without squinting, when he was ready to give up.

"Because it involves a person's life."

Chen Peng opened his eyes and looked at Chen Haonan, who had a confused look on his side of his head after he opened his mouth and braked sharply to slow down: "So before I leave, he must die."