[Nursing a patient, today's second update will probably not be written in the middle of the night, so it will be updated until tomorrow morning.]

The weather is nice today, and it is quite sunny.

Fei Kun's mood is as beautiful as today's weather. In the past few days since he was released from prison, the brothers on the road have held banquets and celebrated, and the wine party is constantly coming every day, and the scenery is unlimited.

After several days of life of drunkenness and despair, I also received food, drank and had fun, and I had smoked and alcohol addiction, and I also enjoyed the beautiful girls. Fei Kun decided to go out to wander around and move around today.

A boss like Fei Kun is actually a middle-level member of the mountain gangsters. He has seven or eight obedient core younger brothers under his command. When needed, he can raise his arms and shout, and he can also raise a team of dozens of people and fill seven or eight vans. He usually helps people collect accounts and engage in demolition, and occasionally serves as a thug to earn some commissions for the upper class, or helps a boss to see the situation. It is still easy to make money.

This kind of money comes quickly, and naturally goes quickly. Fei Kun himself knows that if he can get along with a noble person one day, he will be just around the corner. Not to mention in the mountain city, many famous bosses in the country will get along like this. Otherwise, it would be just a superficial glory, and it would be okay to bully ordinary people, but they would not be able to play with those with roots.

But no matter what, I am the boss and I am quite famous in both black and white. As long as I report a name, others will give me face.

So in Fei Kun's opinion, Li Qiang was just a little garbage that could bounce off his head with just a move. When he was looking for Li Qiang, he would be beaten to a pig's head by Li Qiang in the slew.

At noon, a boss who runs car rental, Zuodong, and Fei Kun took a few subordinates to have a meal. After leaving the hotel, he had nothing to do, so he wandered along the road casually. Unexpectedly, as he walked, he suddenly saw Li Qiang walking alone across the road.

Fei Kun was in a good mood immediately, and his hair was so excited that he was covered in all his hair. It was more pleasant than his younger brother who offered him a student girl to deflower. Isn’t this just what he wanted to do? The subordinate who arranged for Li Qiang to inquire about the news had not replied yet, but Li Qiang hit the gun himself!

"Damn, look, who is that kid?"

Fei Kun pointed with his hand.

Among the few younger brothers around me, two of them happened to have met Li Qiang in the account, and they immediately recognized him, as if he was injected with chicken blood.

"Boss, let's do him!"

"I actually delivered it to my door by myself. This boy has gone to his grandma's house!"

A group of gangsters are ready to beat each other. Such a thing that can be done by fighting one person is simply a move. It is almost impossible for the other party to fight back. It will be useless if it hits. Not only can you enjoy the opportunity, but you can also win the boss's favor. It's really a win-win situation!

Fei Kun sneered: "Go up to the front and block him. There is a park next to him. Take him in and practice hard."

"Okay!"

"It's still the boss who is wise, it's better to rush up and finish the fight and then leave to relieve his anger."

"Brothers, go quickly, don't let him escape!"

So Fei Kun brought six subordinates to Li Qiang's only way, blocking Li Qiang.

...

Fairy Zixia said, I only guessed the beginning of the story, but not the ending.

And Fei Kun really wants to say now that I want to hit Li Qiang, but I didn’t expect it to be Bruce Lee!

At this time, in the corner of this quiet and deserted park, Fei Kun and his six men fell to the ground, and the scene was in a mess.

Some gangsters vomited all the food and drinks for lunch, some spilled blood all over the floor, some lost teeth and some collapsed nose bridges. Among them, Fei Kun was the worst. He was stabbed more than others, and the blood on his arms dripped, spilled all over his body, becoming a bloody man.

"Cough, cough!"

Fei Kun, who was beaten to the point of dizziness, barely sat up, and the fishy nosebleed flowed from his nose into his mouth, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

He coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, barely opening his swollen eyes, and then saw Li Qiang's feet walking leisurely in front of him.

"Don't, stop beating." Fei Kun quickly raised his arm to the top of his head to block it, begging for mercy, "I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

"Now you know you admit defeat?" Li Qiang sneered, supported his knees with his hands and bent his body, stretched his face to a distance of less than one meter from Fei Kun, and sneered: "Brother Kun, where is the majesty just now? Isn't your people going to mess with me? Just do that?"

The word "录" means "tidy up", "learning" and "repair" in the local dialect of Shancheng. It means "freeze" and "repair" from Fei Kun's mouth, which means to beat Li Qiang up. Unfortunately, things went against their wishes. They were beaten instead of "录" people.

Fei Kun sat on the ground in a dusty state, hoping to find a crack in the ground to get into it. The development of the matter was exactly the same as he expected. Now Li Qiang was beaten to kneel down and beg for mercy, but unexpectedly it was changed to himself!

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Li Qiang simply slutted it out last time, stretched out his hand and pushed it twice, scolding: "Mom, what are you asking?"

It’s not that Fei Kun has never suffered humiliation, but it’s the first time he has been so humiliated like now, especially in front of a few of his subordinates. How can he feel about it?

Next to him, his men didn't dare to say a word. They were all scared by Li Qiang's sharp skills. This was not what Brother Kun said. He was clearly a personal terminal. His muscles were like iron cast, and his fist hit his body like an iron hammer. His skill was flexible and changeable. He looked like a trainer. When he compared his street gangsters, he was a completely mob. I'm afraid he couldn't beat him any more!

"I'll wait for you for half an hour. You can call someone, it's time to go out of date."

Li Qiang put down his words easily, walked to the side, sat on the bench and crossed his legs.

This is fearless! Fei Kun suddenly felt like he was sitting on a wax, and he was so embarrassed today. If he didn't call him, he would admit defeat in front of Li Qiang. And seeing the other party's attitude of complacency, he was afraid that as long as he finished calling him, he would call him to call and transfer a group of people immediately. The unlucky one would probably be himself!

"Brother Kun, what should I do?"

A little brother came over and asked in a low voice.

Another person also covered his stretched leg ligament and approached in pain, whispering: "Brother Kun, this kid is thrusting. Look at him like that, he is simply confident, and there may be a backstage..."

The gangsters did not have the arrogant look they had just now. Even the eyes of looking at Li Qiang were filled with fear. They didn't know how many times they cursed Li Qiang's eighteen generation ancestors, but they did not dare to show any provocative expression, for fear of causing trouble.

"Brother Kun, look at him, what is he going to do?"

A gangster suddenly interrupted everyone's discussion and directed everyone's eyes to Li Qiang.

I saw that Li Qiang had an extra dagger in his hand. It looked like the one that a gangster had just used to deal with him. He held the hilt of the dagger in one hand and bounced it on the blade with the other hand. He smiled disdainfully, pinched the blade with both hands, and took a deep breath.

What was he doing? The gangsters were wondering, and with a crisp sound, Li Qiang actually broke the dagger with his arms!

The gangsters suddenly felt like they were hit hard by a hammer, and their bodies were shocked at the same time, and they were dumbfounded. Although the dagger was not a high-strength alloy, it was also very sharp and hard. Li Qiang could break it with four fingers. How much strength does it require? What hard bone?

It's simply not human!

"...Brother Kun, we can't beat this person, he is not a human at all."

"Is this hard kung fu? No wonder his fist is so hard!"

The gangsters were talking in shock and fear. After Fei Kun was shocked, he finally saw the current situation clearly. It turned out that Li Qiang was the cat, and he was the mouse being teased!

"Forget it." Fei Kun finally made up his mind and gritted his teeth and whispered: "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. We'll fall into trouble today. We'll find this place later!"

The little brothers agreed, it was better to have less than more things. An opponent like Li Qiang was really terrible. Even if you gather dozens of people over, you would not be able to catch him. Such people either have a very strong backstage or a Maverick. Both are very deadly. Those with a backstage can't afford to offend him. The Mavericks may stab him from behind at any time. It's better to stay away from this monster!

In fact, Fei Kun and the gangsters were already scared by Li Qiang's strength. They said, "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years." It's just a step for themselves. If they see Li Qiang again in the future, they would rather hide as far as they can.

Li Qiang was in a happy mood while blowing leisurely in the afternoon breeze, especially when he saw his former enemy in a messy manner and the feeling of being fist-fed just now, it was really comfortable.

Seeing that Fei Kun and others were silent, he asked leisurely: "Have you finished discussing it? If you don't ask anyone, I'm leaving."

"You go." Fei Kun said hoarsely: "I admit defeat today and I won't call anyone."

"I've admitted it?" Li Qiang smiled and said, "That's fine, but should you express your feelings before I leave?"

Expressing to express? Fei Kun and the gangsters were stunned, what did they mean?

"Are you really confused or pretending to be stupid?" Li Qiang snorted coldly, "You have dirty my clothes, hairstyles and leather shoes. Shouldn't you compensate me for my losses?"

Fei Kun was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Li Qiang's hairstyle was only inch long. Where did he mess up his hairstyle? His shoes were just a few drops of blood. He just found a piece of paper to wipe it clean. As for the clothes, someone had indeed touched his clothes just now, but now they were clean and there was no dust at all. This also requires compensation?!
Chapter completed!