Rebirth of the Huhuapi Shao

The sitting middle-aged man had a caliper-shaped head and a dragon tattoo on his arm. The other seven men who stood up on the sofa all stared at Hang Tian with unkind eyes.

Hang Tian shook the backpack on his shoulders and said, "I want to know what happened to them?"

Originally, Hang Tian was shaking his backpack because of the kick just now. The backpack slipped down a little. He felt uncomfortable and wanted to move it on his shoulders. Who knew that the boss with the dragon tattoo actually smiled and said, "Ha... how can he collect two million so quickly?"

The cash is still packed in such a worn backpack, it seems that you understand the principle of keeping wealth secret."

Hang Tian thought to himself, this boss is really smart. He can think of so many things with just a random movement, but Hang Tian didn't point it out. He shrugged his shoulders and acquiesced, saying: "Money is not a problem, but it can't be done for nothing."

Here you go, I must know the reason."

Wei Mingfeng straightened up and was about to speak when someone stepped on his back and pushed him back.[

Hang Tian frowned, stared at the man and said gloomily: "Take off your dog's feet, or I will remove them for you."

The man was angry and had an arrogant expression. Just when he was about to say something, the tattooed boss suddenly shouted: "Be respectful to the God of Wealth."

As soon as the man heard what the boss said, he gave Hang Tian a reluctant and cold look, and then reluctantly lifted his feet from Wei Mingfeng's back.

Wei Mingfeng relaxed and was about to straighten up again to speak, but Hang Tian waved his hand and stopped him: "You four, stop talking now, I'm here."

The tattooed boss took out a cigar, lit it and took a sip, thinking he was cool, and then said: "The four of them came to my boxing match to bet, and when they lost the money, they actually threw bottles on the stage, killing my best boxer's

My boxer's head was smashed. Originally, my boxer was going to cripple a few of them, but I'm a kind person and stopped it. However, my boxer was injured and couldn't compete, so this loss still needs to be made up for."

Hang Tian was stunned. He had never known that the fourth young master had a bad habit of gambling. He couldn't help but asked with a straight face, "You four are here to gamble on boxing?"

Fang Xingwen saw that Hang Tian's face was wrong, so he hurriedly explained: "Brother Tian, ​​we were originally going to the store to see the decoration. A few of Boss Fan's men were gambling about how much money they won in boxing, which boxer was better, and so on. We

I was also curious and wanted to come and have a look. We didn't bet at all. There was a boxer who couldn't help but fight, so I started to cheer along with the others. I accidentally threw the Coke bottle in my hand, and who knew it hit that person's head.

"

At this time, Hang Tian finally understood why those people would say that the four of them were stupid. Damn, they were just here to watch the fun, and they had nothing to do with others.

The tattooed boss blew out a smoke ring and said, "Now you understand the matter. Keep the money, but you can take the people away."

Hang Tian chuckled, spread his hands and said, "I came in such a hurry. I didn't even change my clothes. How could I have time to collect money?"

Hearing this, the tattooed boss slapped the table and stood up, saying harshly: "Damn it, you dare to trick me. Didn't you just say that the money was in your backpack? You didn't bring any money, and you dared to hit me as soon as you came.

If you dare to play tricks on me, Zhou Lun, you are so tired of living."

As soon as Zhou Lun's words came out, the seven men all looked at Hang Tian with unkind eyes and were about to walk towards Hang Tian.

The Fourth Young Master was also anxious, but Hang Tian told them not to talk, so they could only endure it.

Hang Tian shrugged and said with a smile: "I never said there was money in my bag. That's what you thought. Why don't you let them go and we give them to our friends. As for your injured boxer, I'll keep it

There are still a few pieces of Bondi in it, I will stick them on if necessary."

Zhou Lun laughed angrily, and the hahaha laughter was so terrifying that the cigar in his hand was actually pinched off by his fingers, and then he said harshly: "Destroy him."

What a coincidence that at this moment there suddenly came out a sound of "Hehehehuhu", which was like a pig's purr.

Everyone, including Hang Tian, ​​was stunned and looked at the sound. Good guy, the guy who was full of alcohol and kicked out by Hang Tian actually fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Even if he fell asleep, he was still snoring.

Zhou Lun's face turned red with anger, but he ignored him. Instead, he pointed at Hang Tian and said, "Destroy him first."

As soon as Zhou Lun's men heard this, three of them rushed forward first.[

Hang Tian threw away the backpack on his shoulder and threw it into the arms of a person who rushed up. Then he jumped up, spun around, and slammed his feet. The other two people were kicked by Hang Tian and flew into Zhou Lun's office.

On the table.

Hang Tian landed just in time for the person who was hit by the bag to react, but Hang Tian had already landed. Hang Tian stretched out his hand to grab his backpack, and then kicked him again. The man had been confused since he rushed up.

He was hit by a bag, and when he regained his balance, he was kicked away again.

Hang Tian's movements were fast enough, but he didn't expect Zhou Lun to have a clever one under his command this time.

"Don't move. If you do, I'll kill him." One of Zhou Lun's men held a knife in his hand and put it on Lin Zhongming's neck.

These people who walk around on the road with knives and heads hanging on their waistbands may not necessarily dare to cut them off with a single knife.

Hang Tian values ​​​​friendship the most. Due to his previous experience in the army, this kind of cherishing the brotherhood of comrades still exists, so Hang Tian really did not dare to move while standing there.

Zhou Lun straightened his desk and cursed: "Damn it, you still have a few more seconds, Wang Zhi goes and messes with him for me."

The man who stepped on Wei Mingfeng before walked towards Hang Tian with a grin, raised his foot and kicked Hang Tian.

"Cao Ni Ma, you kicked your brother just now, weren't you very aggressive? Now I'm kicking you, what's wrong? Are you biting me?" After Wang Zhi finished speaking, he kicked Hang Tian arrogantly.

Hang Tian's teeth gritted and he stared at Wang Zhi with cold eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "You can't save your feet."

When Wang Zhi looked at Hang Tian's cold eyes, he suddenly felt a chill in his body and his heart trembled. However, Wang Zhi then became angry that he was afraid of Hang Tian's look just now, so he raised his foot and kicked him again.

On Hang Tian's body.

Then Wang Zhi actually rushed up, punched and kicked Hang Tian, ​​hugged Hang Tian with his elbows, and pushed him hard with his knees.

Hang Tian crouched and endured Wang Zhi's fists and kicks on him. Hang Tian didn't even say a word. At this time, when the fourth young master saw that Hang Tian was beaten like this for them, they all couldn't help but cry.

Saying, 'Brother Tian, ​​please leave us alone and beat him up.' 'Your mother is more than willing to beat me, Brother Tian, ​​and I and the others will kill you.'

Maybe Wang Zhi hit Hang Tian too fast, and he was gasping for breath very quickly. Finally, he kicked Hang Tian hard.

Hang Tian was kicked forward by Wang Zhi, but a sneer appeared on the corner of Hang Tian's mouth.

A note to readers:

Damn, you dare to hit Brother Tian. Brothers, use your collection to hit Wang Zhina’s, collect it.