These motorcycles from the Street Blasting Party have been modified and when they are driven, they are the same as the sound of sports cars, very loud.

It has reached the level of disturbing the people!

And these people also like to race on the road in groups.

As soon as they arrived on the street, they could hear the sound of these motorcycles at the end of the street. They were like bombing the streets, which seriously disturbed the people, so these people were called the street bombing party.

A single street-burning motorcycle can already attract people's attention, let alone more than a dozen street-burning cars appear at the same time.

In addition, these people are dressed like a special code, so it is difficult not to attract other people's attention.

"Brother Dong, what are your instructions for calling us over in such a hurry?"

Those street-fighting parties were gathering nearby to drink milk tea and play cards. After receiving a call from Han Dong, they immediately rushed to the door of Mingdian Coffee.

Because these street bombers were organized by Han Dong, and with the wealth in his family, everyone else cursed him, and he was the boss of these street bombers.

He asked for an appointment with the girl today, so he didn't drive his street-fried motorcycle out.

"It's nothing big. It's just this guy who scratched my car. He doesn't want to compensate me. I'll ask you guys to come and put them in a squad!"

Han Dong said to those street bombers.

After hearing Han Dong's words, the street bombers immediately pulled out steel pipes or machetes from their motorcycles, surrounding Chen Bahuang.

Although they didn't say a word, anyone who saw the shaky weapon in their hands would be frightened to their legs.

"Boy, how about it? I can call so many brothers with one phone call. Are you paying for the 100,000 yuan, or are you willing to let these brothers cut each of them?"

Han Dong looked at Chen Bahuang with a proud look on his face and asked.

Chen Bahuang, who was surrounded in the middle, got a certain understanding of his own strength after dealing with the people sent by Kong Bin and Sun Ou.

He was not afraid when he saw Han Dong calling so many street bombers on a phone call.

I don’t understand why these people always come across to find bad things!

"What if I choose neither?"

Chen Bahuang asked disdainfully.

"It's okay if you don't choose. I'll give you a chance now. If you can call so many people like me, I'll pretend that nothing has happened before. If you can't do it, then it doesn't matter. The 100,000 yuan will double the extra money, and you'll buy a pack of cigarettes for my brothers, how about it?"

Han Dong's tone was full of jokes, as if he was playing with Chen Bahuang to catch a mouse.

"Is that so? I'm a lazy person, so I'll call someone, but I just need to call one. Three minutes later, you and your brothers will have to kneel down and beg for mercy. Do you believe it?"

Seeing Han Dong's joking look, Chen Bahuang felt that the influence of fighting with these people on the street was not very good, so he changed his mind to deal with these people himself.

"If this awesome bragging is so crazy, then you can try it!"

Han Dong was so angry that he laughed at Chen Bahuang's words.

He really didn't believe that a loser riding a broken motorcycle could call for a big shot!

Chen Bahuang no longer had any more talk with them, and called Hua Jinglun directly.

"Mr. Hua, I have already been outside Mingdian Gate, but when I encounter something, please come out and help me deal with it."

After Chen Bahuang called Zhilun and asked Hua Jinglun to come out to help him settle it.

He didn't know why he felt so natural when he used such a rich man who aroused Hua Jinglun.

It’s like I used to call others often, without any awkward feeling.

The two big bosses Hua Jinglun and Sun Liancheng are now in the booth in the corner of Mingdian Coffee.

Although they saw a lot of people surrounding outside, Chen Bahuang was blocked. They didn't see it and didn't care much about it.

For bigwigs like them, street fights are just those ignorant children making random tricks.

What made the two of them anxious was that they had been waiting for a long time and Chen Bahuang had not arrived yet.

Just when Hua Jinglun couldn't help but want to call Chen Bahuang to ask if he was ready, Chen Bahuang's phone number came in.

He answered immediately.

However, Chen Bahuang only said one sentence and hung up the phone.

Hua Jinglun was so scared that he stood up immediately.

When he was in the hospital, when he heard Chen Bahuang say that he was the God of War in the Eight Wilderness, and with what Zhuge Banxian said to him, he vaguely felt that Chen Bahuang's identity was not simple.

It is possible that it is really the God of War in the Eight Desolations.

As for why there is a war god in the East China Sea, he thinks it may be a fake.

As for why he pretended to be a lie, he didn't know.

It is also true that the whereabouts of the real God of War is unknown. If you want individuals to come out to stabilize the morale of the army, it may be for the sake of some people to fake it.

So he had to be very careful when dealing with Chen Bahuang.

"Mr. Hua, what's wrong with you?"

After seeing Hua Jinglun answering a call, Sun Liancheng stood up from his seat. He also stood up and asked with confusion.

"That boss has arrived, let's go out to greet him!"

Hua Jinglun had no time to explain that, and he walked out and said to Sun Liancheng.

When Sun Liancheng saw that Hua Jinglun, the richest man, had to get up and go out to pick up the boss, and he seemed to be cautious, he became even more curious about the boss's identity.

Hurry out to greet him quickly.

After the two left the coffee shop, they saw a group of people around them. Hua Jinglun took a look around and before he saw Chen Bahuang, he took Sun Liancheng into the crowd.

"Boy, didn't you say that you could make us kneel down and beg for mercy within three minutes? Now it's time, where are your people?"

Han Dong looked at the time, and three minutes were about to pass, but the person Chen Bahuang called was not yet here.

He began to suspect that Chen Bahuang might have been making fake calls just now, and then he wanted to delay time and find an opportunity to escape.

But these brothers all surrounded the encirclement with weapons, and this kid had no chance to escape.

He asked Chen Bahuang with a sneer on his face.

Chen Bahuang did not answer Han Dong, but stood there calmly and waited.

"I'll kill this pretender for me, as long as I don't kill him!"

Han Dong told his subordinates that he hated others to show off in front of him the most.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

Just when the street bombers wanted to take action against Chen Bahuang, Hua Jinglun, who had just squeezed in from outside, was shocked when he saw this scene and quickly spoke to stop him.

His voice quickly attracted everyone's eyes.

When Han Dong turned around and saw that it was Hua Jinglun, the richest man in Xingcheng, who stopped, he was shocked and quickly met him.

"Mr. Hua, why are you here?"

Han Dong subconsciously shouted, and suddenly, he remembered that when Chen Bahuang called, he seemed to be calling him Mr. Fang Hua.

Could it be that the richest man in Xingcheng was called by this kid?
Chapter completed!