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"Little Guihang, let me see who else can save you now!"

Roaring at the top of his lungs, Touma Jun finally bypassed the frontal battlefield and pounced on Li Wenhang.

Xiawei Machete, who was fighting with Bald Yong and others, was about to withdraw and go back to help, but was stopped by Hua Qiang beside him.

"Hey, focus on dealing with the people here!"

"Shao Kehang..."

"It doesn't matter, Master Hang, you don't need us."

Xiwei hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and returned to the frontal battle situation.

After all, Hua Qiang and others followed Li Wenhang back to Hong Kong from the mainland, and they should know Master Hang better than themselves.

At this time, you can only believe them.

And just when Xiwei was persuaded by Huaqiang to give up the rescue, Touma Jun finally stood in front of Li Wenhang.

Looking at the little devil in front of him who was not very old but had made him sleepless and foodless for several days and wanted to eat his flesh, Touma Jun was not in a hurry to take action.

The taste of revenge is undoubtedly refreshing and sweet.

In addition, he had a deep understanding of Xiao Guihang's difficulties, so he couldn't rush this final step.

He had to take a deep breath before slitting Li Wenhang's throat fiercely, and finally chopped the little devil's head into pieces!

And while Touma Jun was holding the machete tightly and silently adjusting his breathing, Li Wenhang looked up at the night sky and sighed softly.

"God is really unfair, aren't you right? Touma Jun."

"You have been working as a forty-nine boy under my father for six full years. In order to get the upper hand, you rushed to the front every time there was a fight. Only then did you finally rely on injuries all over your body to become a four-two-six red stick, and then

I worked hard until my father died, hoping to take the leading position with the strength accumulated over the years."

"But the result is that the opportunity you have earned through so many years of hard work was not only not recognized by your uncles, but was even taken away by me, the airborne prince."

"Are you very unconvinced?"

By the time Li Wenhang finished speaking slowly, Touma Jun had breathed his last, but the disgust and hatred in his eyes shone even more intensely.

"Little Guihang, what's the use of talking nonsense when you are about to die? Do you think you sympathize with me and I will be soft-hearted later because of this?!"

"Do I sympathize with you?" Li Wenhang was startled, then sneered and shook his head in denial, "No, no, you are mistaken."

"In this world, there are people everywhere who are more worthy of sympathy than bad guys like us. I just want to tell you that God is not fair in the first place."

"It took you six years to become the leader of the Red Stick, but you were fooled around by me, a student who had just returned to Hong Kong. You provoked your brothers to fight, and you were no match for me. You racked your brains and racked your brains before you came up with this idea.

This is a way to catch a thief and a king, and he thinks he can defeat me single-handedly..."

Li Wenhang took off the black-framed glasses on his face, revealing a warm smile.

"You and I are both human beings, but whether it's a brain-eating competition or a boxing competition, you are inferior to me. Tell me, God is not fair."

"Little! Ghost! Hang! I'll fuck your mother!!"

Almost tearing at his chest and throat, Touma Jun blushed and shouted these words almost from the bottom of his heart!

The rapid light of the sword was like lightning piercing the dark night. Tou Ma Jun almost turned into a violent wind, coming with the light of the sword full of burning anger!

"Hoo!" The strong wind roared!

"Bang!" A dull thumping sound followed closely.

The knife that carried Tou Ma Jun's overwhelming anger flew out of his hand, drawing an arc in the night.

Touma Jun's eyes were round and he fell heavily to the ground.

The remaining reluctance and surprise in his brain fell into a bottomless abyss like his collapsed chest.

The blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. It was not bright red, but dark purple as thick as night, and had an unpleasant stench.

Li Wenhang slowly retracted his kicked leg, dusted his trousers, and leaned over to pick up the machete.

Glancing at Ma Jun, who was still staring blankly, Li Wenhang sighed silently and murmured to himself in an inaudible voice.

"If I hadn't accidentally killed someone in the ring, how could I have been forced to travel through time to survive..."

quiet.

The stadium at Notre Dame was as silent as a cemetery in the early morning.

Even Hua Qiang and Bald Yong, who were fighting in full swing, all stopped in unison.

After a while, Shang Wenlong stood up first, clenching his fists and his body trembling with excitement.

"I'm going to hold your mother in my mouth. We and Ngee Ann's new leader are very powerful!"

You must find an opportunity to fly with Tongfang less often!

No matter who in the club tries to persuade him, Uncle Wu can’t do it!

The uncontrollable fighting spirit was like burning his body in fire, making every pore in Shang Wenlong's body feel like there were ants crawling!

Although he often talks about having the only double bonus stick in Hong Kong, he has never had a clear understanding of the extent to which it is considered a double bonus stick.

Anyway, when he thought about it, since it was a red stick, it had to be able to hit it.

Today, for the first time, Shang Wenlong had an extremely clear understanding of being able to type three characters.

"Hangzai, you did a good job!"

After Shang Wenlong stood up, Soda Rong also stood up and applauded loudly, and other members of the club also stood up and cheered.

"Having Mr. Hang as our new leader with Ngee Ann is well deserved!"

"In the future, if Mr. Hang is here, I don't think there is anyone in Hong Kong who is not short-sighted and dares to call us and Ngee Ann a sunset club!"

"That's right, if you have Hong Kong as the leader, we and Ngee Ann will fight Yuen Long sooner or later, take back Tsuen Wan, step into Yau Tsim Mong, and revive the name!"

Although these and Ngee Ann big guys have different thoughts in private, at this moment, the slogans are surprisingly unified.

But Li Wenhang really had no interest in their loud suggestions.

You are already over 80 years old, and you still want to become bigger and stronger by being a dwarf mule?

He really thinks he is as stupid as Touma Jun. At this time, it is definitely the best way to clear his name and go ashore as soon as possible!

"Touma Jun violated the rules of the society and smuggled goods without permission. He has been dealt with according to the family law. The society can let things go by the way of Touma Jun's subordinates for the time being. But if anyone tries again and wants to imitate Touma Jun and make money by smuggling goods, this is what will happen to you in the future.

!Now, let’s all disperse.”

After saying a few words about rules and principles, Li Wenhang dispersed the crowd.

And Touma Jun's old men, headed by Bald Yong, all bowed their heads and left after hearing the words "let bygones be bygones."

As for whether they will continue to stay in Ho Nghe An in the future, it depends on whether they really have a clear conscience and a clear conscience.

Ignoring these lonely bereaved dogs, Li Wenhang returned to the viewing area and rushed to the two uncles who stood up to greet him.

"Thank you uncles for the honor. I hope I didn't disappoint my two uncles in today's game."

"Hahaha, I'm so excited when I think of Hangzi and you as the leader in the future with Ngee Ann, how can I be disappointed?"

Soda Rong laughed and hugged Li Wenhang, then lowered his voice and asked in a low voice.

"Hangzi, where did you call these people who just put up a big dragon and phoenix to scare Tou Ma Jun? I don't know when we and Ngee'an opened the gate again to recruit people."

"Uncle Wu is joking. I have just returned to Hong Kong for a few days, and I haven't had time to take up a job in the club yet. How can I open a temple?"

"Then they..." Soda Rong looked at the crowd gradually dispersing outside the stadium and asked doubtfully.

"The group performance cost HKD 80 a day. I asked them to film Young and Dangerous. After standing there for a few hours, they got Hong Kong tickets. They were all laughing from ear to ear."

Looking at Li Wenhang with a smile on his face, Soda Rong suddenly felt a chill running down his spine and goosebumps on his arms.

No wonder that there were so many people, but Li Wenhang still wanted to engage in a "fair duel". No wonder those people stood outside the stadium from beginning to end, never taking a step beyond.

With thousands of dollars of Hong Kong paper, Ma Jun was so frightened that he gave up his best skill, Dalongfeng...

It's really just like what Hangzi said just now, whether it's a brain-eating or boxing competition, Ajun is far behind.

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