The Dragon from Hell

The gang was aggressive, and the leader was even more murderous.

He had a face of a Dragon, but he looked like the leader of the gang.

As soon as he appeared, his eyes instantly attracted everyone's attention.

His dark brown pupils were sharp and hard, reminding people of wolves.

The two beaten white men followed him, talking to him in a babbling voice, pointing to Qi Xuancheng.

For a moment, the faces of the women in the booth turned pale. They didn't expect that Qin Feng was right. They came to seek revenge!

Qi Xuancheng was a little nervous when he saw the seven or eight people on the opposite side.

But when he thought about the two white men who were easily taken down by him just now, and completely ignored the fact that they were drunk, he straightened his chest again: "Girls, don't worry, I'm here, no one can hurt you."

The girls immediately looked adoring, nodded and hid behind Qi Xuancheng.

At this time, the middle-aged man from Longguo came over and glanced at Qi Xuancheng: "You hurt my men?"

Qi Xuancheng was not afraid at all, and proudly puffed out his chest: "Yes, the two of them...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a whistling fist wind coming, and Qi Xuancheng was hit and fell into the coffee table, breaking several wine glasses directly.

A group of women screamed instantly, and they couldn't believe that the other party was so arrogant. They just asked a question and then started to fight. This was too unreasonable!

And there was something even more unreasonable behind. The middle-aged man didn't punch enough, and he directly lifted Qi Xuancheng from the coffee table and headbutted him.

Qi Xuancheng's nose was broken instantly, and his face was covered with blood.

It's not that he didn't try to resist during this period, but he found that he was like a child with no power in the hands of the middle-aged man.

The tricks he learned on weekdays were useless at this time, because the other party didn't play according to the routine at all!

Qin Feng watched coldly in the corner and couldn't help shaking his head.

These martial arts league disciples, especially those with good family backgrounds like Qi Xuancheng, have few real talents.

From Qi Xuancheng's previous moves, it can be seen that he follows the academic style and has never experienced any actual combat.

The so-called middle stage of the Yellow Realm is simply piled up with money. After fighting with his own disciples, he is called the Yellow Realm.

In fact, he has never seen blood.

And this middle-aged man obviously crawled out of the hail of bullets. He was extremely ruthless. He directly turned Qi Xuancheng into a pig head with three punches and two kicks.

A group of girls were shocked when they saw this. Qi Xuancheng was so powerful, how could he be beaten so badly?

If he couldn't even beat Qi Xuancheng, a Yellow Realm master, could this middle-aged uncle also be a martial artist!

The girls who just flattered Qi Xuancheng now wanted to stand far away, for fear that the man would pay attention to them.

Zhao Keren felt ashamed that Qi Xuancheng was beaten, so she stood there and shouted, "Stop it!"

"This is Qi Shao of the Sichuan Wumeng, the nephew of the Wumeng elder! If you dare to touch him, the Wumeng will not let you go!"

Qi Xuancheng breathed a sigh of relief at this time. He had no chance just now, but now someone has helped him to report the name of the Wumeng, and the other party should not attack.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man looked at him and snorted coldly: "Then do you know who I am?"

Qi Xuancheng was beaten in pain and collapsed on the ground with his head in his arms. He was a little confused when he heard the words: "You, who are you?"

"Haha, you dare to touch my people without even knowing me, Mo Linjiang?"

The gangster Mo Linjiang!

Not only Qi Xuancheng, but also the little stars were shocked when they heard this name.

Many of them are locals. They may not know all the big guys in the entertainment industry, but they know the names of these big guys by heart.

Although Mo Linjiang is not from Sichuan, he made his fortune in Sichuan and is very famous in Sichuan and Yunnan.

He is very good at reaching out and is ruthless. In his early years, he organized people to act as a black glove for some big shots.

Later, his people grew stronger, and his name became more and more famous, and he mixed in Sichuan and Yunnan.

Because he has a lot of black material about big shots, he has a wide network of contacts.

And there was a rumor at the beginning: There is no one in Sichuan and Yun that Mo Linjiang dare not kill!

This also makes the name of Mo Linjiang the third underground leader in Sichuan, in addition to Zeng Hanjiang and Wumeng.

It's just that he never gave his organization a name, nor did he invest in any company, so he is not as famous as the other two.

But when this name was put out, Qi Xuancheng was still cold from beginning to end.

Ignoring the injuries on his body, he apologized again and again: "Mr. Mo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know those two were your people..."

"Hehe, I haven't been back to Sichuan for many years, it seems that someone still remembers my name. "

Mo Linjiang stepped forward and slapped Qi Xuancheng twice:

"If you know my name, you should know the consequences of provoking me."

"You use the name of the Martial Alliance to pressure me, so, should I give you a chance and call your uncle over?"

Qi Xuancheng was beaten to the point of spitting blood, but he could only apologize repeatedly: "I'm sorry, this is my fault. "

He didn't care about being embarrassed at the moment. He was dead, so what face did he have?

He didn't dare to say anything about others, but he really dared to take action against Mo Linjiang, a fierce god!

At this time, the two subordinates came up with a grim smile, got Mo Linjiang's eyes, and punched and kicked Qi Xuancheng, and their moves were extremely vicious.

Qi Xuancheng was beaten to a bloody mess, and two ribs were broken on the spot.

But this time he didn't dare to say a word, and could only bear it.

The two subordinates raised their eyebrows and muttered a few foreign words to Mo Linjiang, pointing at the girls here.

Several Although the girls didn't understand, they guessed something when they saw the two men's lewd smiles. Their pretty faces turned pale and they huddled together nervously.

Mo Linjiang nodded at this time, and the two men came over to pick people.

When one of them saw Zhao Keran's eyes light up and put his hand on her shoulder, Qin Feng reached out and grabbed the strong man's arm, breaking it directly, and screaming.

Then he kicked out, and the strong man fell straight out, scaring the group of girls to scream.

"Haha, good, very good, you dare to attack my men in front of me."

Mo Linjiang's mouth twitched, and his smile was cold, and his majesty was seriously challenged.

With a look from him, the remaining men had pulled down the roller shutter outside the bar, and the bar was cleared directly.

He pressed back with one hand and shouted: "Go, kill him."

"Get him! "

With his stern shout, more than a dozen subordinates rushed towards Qin Feng.

The lights were dim, and there were many people. Zhao Keren and others huddled in a corner and screamed, not even daring to look at what was happening.

They had no idea how Qin Feng attacked and how he responded.

Only the besiegers fell down one after another, and screams continued to be heard.

The onlookers were horrified.