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Forty minutes later, a Jinbei car with a dark black car wrap parked in front of Qin San's store at No. 23 Shima North Road.

Lin Fang put on a black mask, turned his head and looked at the young men beside him who were wearing military green quick-drying T-shirts and outdoor tactical pants. He said with a smile: "Brothers, this is our first cooperation, and we hope a lot more."

Take care of Ang!"

"Don't worry." The man in the head lowered the light green baseball cap on his head and replied softly.

"Wow!"

The car door opened, and Lin Fang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, jumped out of the car first, lowered his head and put his hands in his pockets, and walked into the store.

The photo hanging at the door of Qin San's store is for vehicle rental. In the not-so-spacious hall, there is only a young girl at the front desk who looks pretty decent. She is quite competent. As soon as she sees Lin Fang, she

He walked up and asked: "Hello, sir, may I ask..."

Before the receptionist finished speaking, Lin Fang took the initiative and said, "We have made an appointment with Mr. Qin before."

"Oh!" The front desk smiled and nodded, waving his hand and saying: "Please come over here."

Lin Fang and the four young men behind him wearing quick-drying T-shirts stopped saying anything and followed the words at the front desk.

Qin San's store is not big. After only passing through a not too long corridor, the front desk stopped, pointed to an office with a half-closed door and said softly: "Hello, sir, our boss Qin's

The office is right here."

"Thank you." Lin Fang nodded, opened the door and walked in.

Compared with the store lobby, Qin San's office is obviously much more spacious. However, at this moment, his office is still a little crowded.

More than a dozen strong men with strong backs and fierce looks in their eyes were sitting or standing in various corners of the room. The moment Lin Fang stepped into the room, they all focused their attention on him.

On the body.

"Hmph!" Lin Fang said through his nose and snorted coldly to show his disdain.

After all, Brother Fang was once said to be a player who was expected to compete with the Lightyear Group. Although he failed miserably in the end, how could he be frightened by such a group of fierce and quarrelsome bastards in front of him?

Where is the Lord?

Qin San was short in stature and had an unattractive appearance. He was currently facing Lin Fang, sitting on a boss chair that was much larger than him. Because Qin San was so thin, he even gave people the illusion that he looked like a primary school student.

"Crack!"

Qin San put his feet on the desk, looked at Lin Fang with narrowed eyes, and asked with dignity: "Are you the eldest brother Ang that that little scoundrel Huang Tingting found?"

Lin Fang, who ignored Qin San's words, turned to look at his companion wearing a baseball cap and ordered in a cold voice: "Kill them all!"

The four young men who came with Lin Fang were all given to him by Yuan Cheng. As for whether the four of them plus himself could kill all the more than ten opponents in the room, he actually didn't have 100% certainty.

confidence.

However, he tightened his grip on the June 4th incident in his pocket, and Lin Fang soon had the chance to win again. If you can beat me, then fight, but if you can't beat me, I'll be ruined by you all today!

Lin Fang firmly believed that a soldier's ability would never be reflected in his appearance, and today's small scene was all about military training.

Not planning to take action, he decided to carefully observe the skills of these four young men and see if they could be used in future plans.

"Wow!"

Before even moving their baseball caps, the strong men in the room stood up in unison.

They were not all Qin San's subordinates. Most of them were some gangsters who were running around on the road who had a good time with Qin San. When they saw the man wearing a black mask across from him, they didn't take him seriously at all. In a society that attaches great importance to face.

Everyone is holding back their anger, doing whatever they have around them, and are ready to use practical actions to prove their abilities.

"Fuck you, here in Shima, can you guys from out of town be allowed to act like shit?" A man with a flat head wearing a hurdle vest and half a wolf head tattooed on his shoulder leaned next to Qin San. He picked up and sat down before him.

The standing wooden round stool was swung over.

The baseball cap tilted his body to the left, only to feel a strong wind blowing by but it did not hurt him at all. At the moment when the hurdle vest's body leaned forward due to gravity, he grabbed his arm and pushed it towards him hard.

Dragging, there was only a "click" sound, and the arm of the hurdle vest appeared in front of everyone in an extremely twisted posture, followed closely by his screams like killing a pig.

"ah--!"

Seeing that his brother had suffered a loss, Qin San and his gang, taking advantage of their numerical advantage, swarmed towards the baseball cap.

The three young men wearing quick-drying T-shirts standing behind the baseball caps, how could they be religious men? Their movements were almost synchronized and they charged forward, like an iron wall, charging towards an opponent whose number was several times their own!?

"Ding bell bang dong!"

At the moment when the two sides were fighting hand to hand, Qin San's group did have a big advantage due to their large number of people. The guy in his hand kept trying to greet the three men in quick-drying T-shirts. After all, Qin San's office had a small space.

No matter how talented the three of them are, they can't use it at all.

However, Qin's three-party advantage did not last long. After the three men in quick-drying T-shirts had the strength to withstand the opponent's first wave of attacks, the situation quickly reversed.

Faced with the ability of the men in the quick-drying T-shirts to resist beating like animals, Qin San and the others were obviously a little confused. But while they were stunned, the men in the quick-drying T-shirts moved in unison, waving their hands tightly as if mechanically.

rubber rod.

Qin San and his group, who had not received special training, were beaten with rubber sticks to their heads and bleeding in less than three to five seconds, and six or seven people were knocked down.

As their leader, Baseball Hat even swung the round stool that the opponent had just used to attack him, knocking over three or four people.

The whole battle lasted for less than a minute. Qin San, who originally looked confident of victory, was so shocked that his jaw dropped to the ground. He quickly climbed up from the seat and stood behind the chair shivering.

After all, a minute ago, the tall and strong men beside him were now lying on the ground and wailing. The shock of the scene was indeed a bit beyond his expectation.

Lin Fang, who was wearing a black mask and always observing the fighting ability of the baseball cap group, gave the latter a thumbs up in his heart. In terms of their fighting ability, only Xiao Qinglong in his original group could compare with them.

, the others are still far behind.

Having four such elite soldiers and generals under his command also greatly increased Lin Fang's confidence in starting a war with Guangnian in the future.

"You, who are you..." Qin San swallowed and asked in panic.

"Boom!"

Qin San's answer was the huge iron ashtray on his desk. Naturally, it was Lin Fang who took action. The baseball cap group had finished their work, and now it was his turn to appear.

"Tap tap...!"

Qin San, who was wearing big leather shoes that didn't fit his figure, was bleeding from the blow on his forehead, and he staggered back two or three steps in succession.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

However, the heavy blow on the head was not the end, but just the beginning. In the next ten seconds, Qin San could not count how many times he was hit by Lin Fang, who was extremely cruel. In short, it was the last one.

A few times, he was already blinded by stars.

"Bang!"

"Pop!"

Lin Fang casually threw the ashtray in his hand, which had been deformed by the violent collision with Qin San's forehead, on the ground aside. He patted the dust off his hands, lifted the kettle on the table, and ignored the water inside.

Before it boiled, he poured it on Qin San's head.

"ah--!"

A shrill scream came from Qin San's mouth, and he got up from the ground in a flash. A series of large and small blisters appeared on Qin San's forehead in an instant.

"I ask and you answer, do you have any questions?"

Seeing Qin San, who was already huddled in the corner while moving on his legs, Lin Fang stretched out his trousers, squatted in front of him and asked.

"No, no!" Qin San, who was completely frightened by Lin Fang, shook his head as if the electric fan was on the highest setting.

"Who asked you to do this?"

Before even being interrogated by Lin Fang, Qin San stopped himself and said, "No, no one told me not to send you a car."

Lin Fang grabbed the stainless steel kettle from the edge of the table that he had just used to pour water on Qin San with his right hand, and slammed it against Qin San's face.

"Bang!"

Qin San's brow bone collapsed, the back of his head hit the cement wall, and even the kettle was completely dented.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you can't answer, I won't ask."

Lin Fang has undergone earth-shaking changes after Tianlun's lesson. He used to try to have a good relationship with everyone in both directions, but now his ideas are extremely simple.

If something cannot be done well, I will never waste a second of my time. I am not God, and I will not give people a choice all the time.

"It's Jing Zhouyun, Jing Zhouyun from Qingyun Goods Yard..."

Brothers are extremely loyal. Qin San, who originally received a call from Jing Zhouyun, agreed without saying a word when he learned that all his losses would be paid for by Qingyun Cargo Yard and that he would be able to keep Jing Zhouyun as his friend, the leading cargo yard owner.

He had some friends on the road, but he had no idea that the Jiada Warehouse, which had not been well-known before and had just been forced to kneel down by a few troublemakers when it was about to expand, would have such ruthless connections.

When he thought that everyone seemed to be friendly and fraternal, but when he really encountered trouble, he didn't see Jing Zhouyun come to help him cover the ashtray and boil the kettle. Qin San, who was afraid of being beaten to death, decided to sell Jing Zhouyun in the end.

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Lin Fang finally stood up, looked down at Qin San and said: "Remember, I will use the Huang family's money to do things for the Huang family. If you are dissatisfied with anything, you can go to Jiada Goods Yard.

Come to me and I will entertain you at any time."
Chapter completed!