ps: Chapter 508, the fifth paragraph of Jiebing should be Brother Haoran. The original text is Haoran, so I can type one less word. Thanks to the careful readers for pointing out the error

Jie Bing was just taken over by He Haoran, and he was determined to show himself. He patted his chest and said confidently: "Brother Haoran, please stay in the car. I will take a few brothers to deal with it." "Yeah, be careful." He Haoran snapped his fingers and said to a bodyguard in the passenger seat: "Call a few brothers and follow the Hei Pi brothers to take a look. If the enemy is not tactful, just teach a lesson and don't kill anyone."

"Don't worry, brother." The bodyguard opened the car door and said to Jie Bing on the other side of the car: "I'll go and have a look with you." "Please." Jie Bing bowed and walked towards the people in front.

Looking around, I saw a floral shirt with a gangster of 40 or 50, blocking the guy in front of me.

"Okay, it turns out that you are here too. Look at me slap your face in a while." The floral shirt held the swollen Lao Gao's cheeks and said in a daze. He Haoran was in charge behind him, and the confidence of the enemy was much more confident. He put his waist on his back and smiled with awesomeness: "Just because you, the mobs, dare to block our path, you are really impatient."

"Who are you talking about??" Including the floral shirt, dozens of gangsters waving their blades and shouting loudly.

Jie Bing smiled at the leopard cousins ​​around him, and the former scratched a person's nose with his fingers: "I say you, you, you, and you, or you are not even a group of mobs. To describe you as mobs, it's really a waste of mobs. Judging from your virtues, Zhu Bajie has come down to earth and you are not a human appearance; at first glance, dog-headed and dog-brained, it's a skeleton of jackals and native dogs. You put the unethical in the car and you're too immoral, and you're too immoral to give it salt and immoral."

"Haha." He Haoran's bodyguards laughed. Unexpectedly, this brother really had a trick when he scolded people.

Just when they were laughing so hard that they were leaning back and forth, and the floral shirts and others were so angry that they were smoking.

Several people suddenly got out of a car behind the gangster. The leader had a wool as big as a quail egg on his face, and there was a small twig of long and black hair on the wool. This man looked squinting and bent, and he was like a sold high-skin plaster in the Republic of China era. However, judging from the respect of the people around him to the dog-skin plaster, this person's status is not low.

"Speak well, scold well." Dog Skin Plaster pointed a little at the lip service, and his voice was as hoarse as the movie actor Zeng Zhiwei said: "Talent is a talent. Come on, I will curse you a few more words and let Mr. Zhao listen to me. It's been a long time since I heard someone scolding so well."

Hey, there are everything in the forest. There are actually people in this world who like to be scolded.

Jie Bing paused and asked, "Who are you?"

"Little boy, listen, let me stand firm first. This is the boss of our Jiulong Gang, Zhao Zhen and Mr. Zhao." Hua Bushan said with a very deliberate introduction. Looking at the posture of Hua Bushan, Jie Bing and the bodyguards thought how big this person was. When they heard that the other party was someone who had never even heard of him, they laughed happily again.

Zhao Zhen laughed hoarsely and said, "Don't stop, keep scolding, I like others to scold me. The more others scold me, the happier I will be."

Jie Bing was stunned for a moment and turned to ask a bodyguard next to him: "Brother, see if this person is sick." "If someone actually has such a request, don't blame others for their face. Just so happen, we also want to see how thick a person's face can be, and whether it can be invulnerable to swords and guns. Brothers, do you think so?"

"Yes, brother Jiebing, it's time for you to show your skills. Haha."

Jie Bing did not disappoint everyone, and all kinds of polite words were just open to their mouths.

"You are their boss, right? I said you are too stupid or have bubbles in your head. I'm quite stupid. I don't know that we are from Wendonghui, but you dare to come to trouble us. Hey, you are happy and happy, don't bare your teeth. Look at how big your teeth are, how creepy you are. Pull off a bird to draw a mahjong plaque. Don't throw it away when the teeth fall off. I'll use it to me. I'll use it. I'm still happy. Doctor is in vain. Forty pounds of medicine are in vain. Hey, pinch the cigarette, what a big smell of cigarette. You play cards to relieve boredom, and smoke to understand boredom. Isn't it the same enjoyment for you to put on a pair of socks..."

Fuck this is the real genius. The bodyguards looked at each other and couldn't help but give out their thumbs.

They were having fun here, but on the other side of the floral shirt, their faces turned green. Many people were scolded and almost vomited blood on the spot. If their boss hadn't heard it so beautifully, they would have rushed up to teach the boy a lesson. At this time, He Haoran slowly walked over.

It turned out that He Haoran had been waiting in the car for a long time. Seeing that Jie Bing and others had not returned for a long time, he only heard the screams and scolding, so he came over to take a look.

He Haoran held his hands behind his back and said quietly, "Why has it turned into a stage here? Jie Bing, you are singing a opera." At this time, Jie Bing and others realized that He Haoran had come. They all bent down and bowed, saying, "Brother Haoran." He Haoran waved his hand and looked into the crowd of people in the cloth shirt. When his eyes swept to Zhao Zhen, he muttered in his heart, thinking that this person had no facial paralysis, how could he look so ugly?

He walked slowly to the crowd and said to the flower shirt: "I am willing to let you go. Do you dare to bring people here? Do you want to die?"

His voice was not loud, but every word was cold and murderous. After hearing this, the floral shirts and people couldn't help but shivered.

After pausing for a while, Hua Bushan plucked up his courage and said, "Master Zhao, it's him, he ordered his subordinates to beat me..." Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Zhen reached out and tightly clamped the Hua Bushan's neck. After a while, Hua Bushan's face turned purple. The gangsters around were shocked and thought to himself that the boss was confused, why didn't he deal with outsiders, but instead deal with his own people. They quickly persuaded Zhao Zhen to let go.

Zhao Zhen was unmoved, threw away the cigarette in his hand, stretched out his other hand and touched the big woolen on his face, and looked directly at He Haoran and said, "He Haoran, the leader of the Leopard Hall, one of the four major halls of Wendonghui, has 12,792 sects under his command. There are twelve deputy hall masters, 48 ​​incense masters, 127 deputy incense masters, and nearly 500 big and small leaders. In addition, there is a bodyguard team with a total of 130 people, all of whom are selected from the elite of the Leopard Hall. There is also a personal bodyguard team, which is divided into two squads, with twelve people in each class, and the selected masters who have returned from Wangyue Pavilion. The basic equipment of these people is a Type 92 pistol, five magazines, one dagger and one long sword, and ten willow leaves flying knives."

When Zhao Zhen said these things in full, the gangsters were completely shocked. They were just gangsters who had just gotten into the gangsters. They didn't know that the person in front of them was actually a gangster with tens of thousands of little brothers and powerful gangsters. What was even more surprising was that the boss knew the details of this Wendonghui, and even sent them to smash the situation and cause trouble.

Wuwuwu's floral shirt that was struggling hard was tightly held by Zhao Zhen. Because of his poor breathing, his face turned purple and his tongue was stretched out. It seemed that it was no longer possible, but Zhao Zhen still had no intention of letting go.

The gangsters had never seen such a scene. They were so scared that they immediately scattered and fled. Only Zhao Zhen and twelve subordinates were left at the scene.

The gangsters were surprised. He Haoran was the same. Although he had seen big scenes, his heart would be faster this time. What he said just now was the secrets of the Leopard Hall. Even he himself only knew a rough idea. The other party could tell it out in one breath, which shows that the visitor was not good.

"Who are you?" He Haoran asked coldly.

Zhao Zhen grinned, glanced at his peanut-sized sarcastic touch: "I am the second leader of Wendonghui, Zhao Zhen."

"Haha." Jie Bing couldn't help laughing: "Just relying on your ghostly virtue, I want to replace my wise and powerful Dong Ge."

"Haha", Zhao Zhen couldn't help laughing: "I can't compare to Xie Wendong in any way. In terms of martial arts, I can kill him with one hand. In terms of cruelty and ruthlessness, I am his ancestor. In terms of mind, I am afraid he is not my opponent. In terms of ambition, he wants the underworld, and what I want is the whole world."

Speaking of this, his right hand suddenly exerted force. With a crunch, the cartilage of the man in the floral shirt broke into pieces. The floral shirt's head tilted and his body fell to the ground.

Zhao Zhen seemed to enjoy touching his big worries. He was still kneading for so long, which made people feel nauseous and nauseous: "This is the end of poor work."

"You asked them to go to my place to collect protection fees." Jie Bing was very taboo about the person in front of him and didn't dare to scold him anymore.

However, Zhao Zhen's mind seemed to be unable to use the thinking of ordinary people. He shook his head: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, you shouldn't ask this sentence. I heard He Haoran call you Jie Bing just now, right?"

Jie Bing was a little timid and impulsive: "I, if I do not change my name or stay or change my surname, I am called Jie Bing."

"You kid is a good talent, with first-class lip service. So, you leave Wendonghui and join my disciple. I value talents the most. As long as you are loyal to me, I will never treat you badly. Money, mei people, power, status, and as long as you say it, I can satisfy you."

"Don't you be so damn it, I'm a member of Wendonghui as a ghost." Jie Bing couldn't help but curse.

"Well" Zhao Zhen tilted his eyes, tilted his mouth, let out a moan, and opened his arms and said, "It's comfortable, it's been a long time since anyone scolded me so comfortable. Come on, come on, the more ugly the better."

The crazy maniac held on for a long time before finally putting these three words into their hands. Obviously, these three words did not satisfy Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen put down his hand and suddenly looked fierce and said, "If you don't serve me, I will take your life."

"Have you played enough of your tricks?" He Haoran snapped his fingers on his bodyguard: "Since you are coming to Brother Dong and Wen Dong, that is my enemy. I have no reason to leave you in this world."

He issued a cold order and shouted, "Do all these people for me." "Yes," the bodyguards agreed, and pulled out the pistol at their waists in unison. Their speed was surprisingly fast, and almost in a flash, the pistol fell into his hands like a magic trick.

They were fast, however, some people were faster than them. Just 0:3 seconds before they pulled the trigger, someone had already pulled the trigger first.

The speed of the bullet's out of the chamber is 800 meters per second, and the distance of flying out at 0:3 seconds is 60 meters. Taking away the impact of air resistance, the actual flight distance is 45 meters. The two teams only saw that the distance was at most ten meters apart.
Chapter completed!