The duck king is the duck king. The words that scolded Zhou Wenqiang were loud and loud, and they were very far away in the quiet night.

Bai Yue'e, who was lying on the roof opposite, couldn't help but mutter: "No, can you bear this?"

Of course I can't bear it!

Zhou Wenqiang turned his head and looked at the "Duck King in Vegetable Market" and suddenly smiled: "Scratch, it's time to hold your mouth!"

Before everyone could react, their bodies had already risen, and they were so fast that they could wind up in a rush and instantly came to the "Duck King, Vegetable Market".

The ghost-foot Yang, who had been sitting firmly in the northern seat, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Wenqiang, with a look of shock flashing in his eyes.

So fast!

The people who were almost at Le'an had not reacted yet, and Zhou Wenqiang had already taken action.

‘Smack--’

More than a dozen slaps in the face, and they slapped hard on the face of the "Duck King in Vegetable Market". When the people of Le'an reacted and were about to help, they felt a flash in front of them. The other party had returned to the east table and sat calmly.

"puff!"

The handsome little white face of the 'Duck King in Vegetable Field' quickly swollen. One mouth spurted out a large mouth of blood and more than a dozen knocked teeth.

you......"

The "Duck King in Vegetable Market" covered his face that had turned into a steamed bun, looking at Zhou Wenqiang with a terror.

As a double flower red stick of He Le'an, he was slapped and humiliated in public and did not take revenge, and he didn't even dare to say a word of harsh words!

The two of Hele's two attending halls and the other five red sticks turned their heads and refused to look at him. It was so embarrassing!

Only the person involved, the "Duck King in Vegetable Market", knows how terrifying Zhou Wenqiang is.

Just now, he was obviously four or five meters away from Zhou Wenqiang, but the other party was able to come to him instantly and attack as fast as thunder.

This can also be said to be the other party's sudden attack, which caught him off guard.

However, when Zhou Wenqiang's first palm fell on his face, he felt as if he was electrocuted, and his whole body was numb. Not to mention resisting and fighting back, it was even very difficult to even move his fingers.

The other party slapped him twelve times in just a few seconds. Every time he was beaten, he wanted to focus on counterattack, but every time he just gathered some strength, he was beaten away by the other party's palm!

It was like he was being magical, and he could only watch the other person slap himself in the face and then leave calmly.

Is this still a human?

The 'Duck King in Vegetable Market' stared at Zhou Wenqiang blankly, and a chill rose in his heart.

"Well? The snowflakes and fat cow in the Cauldron are indeed well-known. Everyone, don't stand there?

Eating hot pot is not ruled, just randomly.”

Zhou Wenqiang sat back at his table, picked up a piece of fat beef and rinsed it in the hot pot, put it in his mouth and chewed it: "The twelve chins just now were to help the two men teach their subordinates a lesson. The following is wrong, so that he can understand the rules in the future!

Boss Cheng, Boss Liu, you probably won’t have any objections, right?”

Cheng Sanjun and Liu Huaniang's face turned pale. After a while, Cheng Sanjun snorted: "It's true that Xiaoyao is offending the rules. Boss Zhou taught a lesson. How could he have any objections to Le'an?"

Although Zhou Wenqiang did not really come out to do it, he has been using his continuous efforts to deal with the three evil people of Fan Tingsun and the city walls, and is famous in the black and white fields, and is a "big boss" who is about to enter the upper class with half a foot. Hong Kong and Jiujiang River have long regarded him as a character at the level of the museum.

When a big guy at the museum level meets, he hasn't opened his own restaurant yet, and he dares to provoke with a double flower red stick. What is this not a foul of the rules? Zhou Wenqiang is right wherever he talks.

What's more, Zhou Wenqiang was just a slap in the face and did not kill anyone. Cheng Sanjun and Liu Huaniang had nothing to say. Knowing that the "Duck King in Vegetable Market" was slapped in the face in public was more uncomfortable than death, he even let He Le'an lose face. The two of them could only bear it and even swallowed it back after the front teeth were knocked down!

"Haha, he is worthy of being the most 'dish-cooking' and the most ruling He Le'an. Both of them are reasonable people, I admire them."

Zhou Wenqiang's words almost made Bai Yue'e laugh out loud. How could this kid be so bad? But it's really interesting.

After slapping He Le'an in the face, Zhou Wenqiang was not finished yet, so he turned around and looked at the ghost-foot Yang: "Old Yang, what do you think?"

Ghost Foot Yang's answer angle is very unique: "Haha, I have heard that Boss Zhou is first-class. I didn't believe it at first, but today I see that it is worthy of reputation?

By slapping, hitting the opponent's facial nerves, and then causing the effect to implicate the whole body, making it unable to move, so he can only be beaten obediently?

My old man is very curious, I don’t know which school Boss Zhou is a teacher?”

Cheng Sanjun and Liu Huaniang wanted to roll their eyes when they heard this. They were so confused that they didn't talk about the serious matters, but why did they bring up the National Scholar Sect? Do they still want to recognize their relatives?

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and shook his head: "Old Yang is joking. I don't have any sect instructors. It's just that I fight too much, and practice makes perfect.

Not to mention this, it’s better to talk about the serious business. Mr. Yang, Mr. Cheng, Mr. Liu, I like to be straight to the point. What happened recently in Jiulong Village should be what you do, right?

I want to know, what do you mean?

If I, Zhou Wenqiang, have offended you, even if you can come to me and use tricks to cut off the livelihoods of the residents of the city, aren’t you afraid of implicating the innocent?”

Now even the ghost-foot Yang was stunned. Didn’t you ask me knowingly? Are the residents of the city making a living? Isn’t it just your words?

Besides, do you need to discuss these today? Aren’t you, Zhou Wenqiang, wanting to surrender and “cede land and seek peace”?

Cheng Sanjun glanced at Zhou Wenqiang and said with some dissatisfaction: "Since Boss Zhou asked knowingly, I will just say it.

In a word, you cannot monopolize the interests of the city!

We and Le'an are the most talked about "dish-cooking". I think absolute power will inevitably lead to corruption! This is not a good thing for the residents of the city, right?

Therefore, the interests of the city and the village must be reasonably divided. In the future, everyone will jointly manage the city and of course no one will "disturb" those innocent residents.

We and Le'an think..."

"You think you're paralyzed!"

Zhou Wenqiang almost vomited. Just because you and Le'an are the black clubs like you and Le'an, they also talk about "dish cooking". If you eat too much or drink too much! If you are so full, you will go back to induce vomiting. Don't be disgusting.

"I'm sorry, Cheng Sanjun, you have successfully disgusted me!

I think that the word "cooked" like He Le'an, which always keeps the word "cooked" on his lips, does not need to exist, because you are not worthy of living at all!"

"What?"

All the big guys present, including Bai Yue'e, who was lying on the roof opposite, were all stunned.

What's the rhythm?

Didn’t it be agreed that we would sit down and negotiate and “cede land for peace”?

"Cheng Sanjun, Liu Huaniang, do you know why I came alone tonight?

It is to convince you that you are dying!

Tonight, Zhou Wenqiang, I will kill you, the top leaders of the Hele Security Department, and the news is that it will reach the Hong Kong and Jiujiang River. Everyone will praise me for fairness, praise me for fighting with less, and despise you and Le'an as a group of useless people, praise you for your good death!"

boom!

After saying that, Zhou Wenqiang stomped his right foot on the ground, and the blue brick floor as hard as cast iron was actually trampled into a crack pattern that looked like a spider web!

Under the huge reaction force, the body was like a cannonball, shooting towards Helean and others.

If you have any disagreement, start fighting directly.

My brother Zhou in society is ruthless and doesn’t talk much!

"Damn!"
Chapter completed!