Owen waved his hand and said, "Quick," his car accelerated, and suddenly rushed to Feng Yiping's car and stopped. Without him giving him instructions, the other car immediately blocked the back, and the people in the car jumped down quickly.

With excitement in tension, excited and eager to try.

Irving felt this emotion and immediately decided that the next thing should be to teach these guys well.

In their career, I would rather have all preparations in vain, I would rather have all plans in vain, I would rather have to continue so ordinary, and I would rather not have a glorious deed that can be shown in front of my descendants until I retire. This is what I should have, the correct mentality.

Instead of looking forward to such moments like now, I was a little urgent and excited to look forward to the moments when I could take action.

He was actually quite confused at this time.

The boss's actions today made him feel a little confused.

As the person who has been with Feng Yiping for the longest years in recent years, he has already passed the knowledge of Feng Yiping's character.

On the other hand, as a head security supervisor, he also needs to actively analyze the personality of the person who hires him.

Because only by knowing the reaction he will make when facing various occasions can he formulate the most scientific and reasonable plan.

So according to his correct understanding, in the face of the current situation, shouldn’t the boss not participate in it himself in any case? At most, let him stay a few people to deal with it?

Irving's current Chinese level has a certain foundation. He knows a saying that is closely related to his work: a gentleman does not stand under a wall.

This very young boss has always been not like a young man in this regard. He doesn't like to join in the fun at all. He is more calm and conscious than those older people. He doesn't need to remind himself, and he will consciously not let himself take risks. It can be said that he cooperates with their work quite well and is definitely one of the best employers. What's wrong today?

Feng Yiping knew that he was a little abnormal today.

It’s okay to visit the slums, why do you need to deal with these chaos on the streets and try to challenge the order here?

It was because I felt quite unhappy for a while. Maybe I was thinking about finding an opportunity to vent my feelings, so I just saw the black brothers on the side of the road dragging a girl out of the car, and I couldn't help it.

Of course, he is never reckless. If he comes out alone, he will never go into the slums and will never care about such idiots.

But, with so many people behind you, what's there to be afraid of?

Especially he was clear that these slums were unable to make ends meet and could only rely on robbing two black brothers to spend money, and still had their own persistence or professional ethics - if that counted.

They only make money, and it is enough to get more than $20 at a time - Americans don't carry much cash.

There will be fewer further troubles, causing death.

Therefore, usually experienced old birds will carry dozens of dollars in cash when they go out, so that if they are not lucky, they can buy peace.

If you don't take a single point and the robber is unhappy, you will inevitably suffer some flesh and blood.

Of course you can also bring it more, but in that case, the body will not hurt and the heart will inevitably hurt.

Hearing his screams, the black brothers wearing jackets or sweatshirts turned around in shock.

The girl who was pressed by them on the wall next to her would quickly shout, "Please help me! Please help me!"

The light and shadow over there were mottled, and Feng Yiping couldn't see her clearly for a moment.

"Don't move," a small man shook the knife in front of her eyes, and the girl's scream immediately stopped.

The leader had a thick gold chain on his neck, a bit curly hair and a bit of teeth, and looked at Feng Yiping. He looked at him. He was young, dressed neatly and cleanly and drove a Mercedes-Benz.

I immediately made a rough judgment that my financial conditions should be good, at least I would be above middle class. Judging from his accent, I might be an international student from Asia.

Judging from his dress, he drove a car that was not ostentatious but of high-end, most of them were full of energy, usually following the rules, and not knowing the rules very well.

He likes to teach rules to these young people who grow up with pacifiers. That is really a fulfilling thing - and it can also charge fees.

"Boss Tony, someone came to him on his own initiative," said a big guy with a smile.

It’s hard to say that he has insufficient IQ, because it seems that in their territory, Feng Yiping doesn’t look very strong oriental boy, and he plans to fight them alone. No matter how he looks, it looks like a delivery.

The Tony boss walked towards Feng Yiping with a relaxed and proud look.

Feng Yiping believed that if the fourth uncle was here, he would definitely be able to make a move when he saw this guy walking like this.

When this guy walked, he not only shook his head, but also twisted his hips very much, as if he was stepping on the hip-hop rhythm.

Feng Yiping thought that he probably thought that he was very stylish and sexy when walking like this, but Feng Yiping only wanted to use what his fourth uncle should say to evaluate, "If you don't have a tutor, you can't even walk,"

He hooked at Feng Yiping with great force, "Come here, take out your wallet first."

"Boss, this car is good..." the big guy laughed.

Although housewives with children like to drive this car to buy groceries and pick up their children to and from school, they are not very suitable for his stout figure, but it is not so much Mercedes-Benz.

But before he finished speaking, accompanied by the harsh sound of brakes, the two cars blocked the block one after another.

"Bang bang bang," the car door opened and was hit hard. Seven guys in black suits were surrounded by them, and they were surrounded by the young Asian man whom they considered to be rookies.

A guy who looked very steady stood beside the young man, and just looked at them, without any movement.

Tony's anger suddenly rose, and he saw the disdain in Owen's eyes.

But this is our territory at least, and our number is not less than that of you.

He looked over the street. Someone was already attracted by the sound just now and walked towards him. A vest was only wearing a vest, except for his face, and the place he could see was full of tattoos. The muscular man leaning lazily against the mottled railings on the street was shouting, "Tony, do you want to help?"

Although the words sounded more like gloating, it naturally gave Tony the courage and confidence. He looked at Owen, "There is nothing that can't be done on my Tony's territory."

Irving was too lazy to see him feel good about himself, so he signaled for a moment, and immediately two people turned around to guard the rear. They just lifted the hem of their lower clothes, and the guys who were about to watch the fun stopped immediately.

They were naturally familiar with the things under the hem of the clothes, and there was no need to get themselves into such trouble for Tony.

The tattooed brother also stopped and raised the beer bottle in his hand towards this side, as if you were willing to do it yourself.

However, some people came out of the house one after another and probably took the guys, but it should be for the sake of alertness and self-protection.

Now, it was Irving's turn to look at Tony with a playful look, like a lamb.

Only then did Tony see the headphone cable behind Irving and the others. Then he looked at the other guys. Not only did he look relaxed, but he also felt a little ready to beat his hands. Finally, he knew that he had encountered a tough guy, "What do you want?" He looked at Feng Yiping with a calm face and said.

Feng Yiping pointed to the girl and waved his hand. Without waiting for Tony to give the order, the little man immediately let go of his hand and tried his best to keep himself in the shadow.

The girl immediately felt like she was pardoned, and hurried over, hid behind Feng Yiping in her clothes, and said tremblingly, "Thank you!"

"Her stuff," Feng Yiping continued.

Immediately, a few notes and a cell phone arrived in Tony's hands.

Tony glared at him, and the two guys who had handed over the things retreated awkwardly.

A young man who looked like he was chewing gum in his mouth walked over with a relaxed expression and took the things from Tony's hand, "Is that what?"

The girl probably didn't look closely, "Yes, thank you!"

Owen said something in Feng Yiping's ear.

"Let's go," said Feng Yiping.

At this moment, the Tony asked loudly, "What's your name?"

By the way, there is always such a routine. No matter whether you are in trouble in the future, Tony, as the leader of this gang, has to ask.

Feng Yiping looked at the guys around him with different expressions and shouted, "Please call me Lei Feng!"

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Chapter completed!