Hearing this, Ren Chuan's mouth immediately smiled. He immediately laughed and said loudly: "Haha, brothers, don't be so polite."

"We are all my brothers, so we'll drink together at night."

"We won't go back if we don't get drunk!"

"Thank you, Brother Chuan!"

Ren Chuan felt so proud, and he couldn't tell what was comfortable. It seemed like eating a popsicle in the hot summer, even more enjoyable than eating popsicle.

He waved his hand and smiled faintly, "You're welcome, you're all your brothers, are you guys, are you polite to me?"

"That's all."

"No one is allowed to leave tonight!"

As he said that, Ren Chuan did not forget to look at Qin Hao and blinked at Qin Hao. The meaning was obvious that he was thanking Qin Hao. This was so shameful. It was indeed a mouse.

That's really something that can happen.

The other side.

After John called his father, Old John was lying in the entertainment venue, and two girls beside him were serving him, but he stood up and his face was terrifyingly gloomy.

He gritted his teeth and said coldly: "You are so brave. You dare to touch my son, and you don't even see where this is!"

"And they are from Long Country."

"It seems that they really don't know how to write the word "death"!"

After saying that.

He took out his cell phone, immediately dialed a phone call, and said coldly: "Call all the brothers and go directly to the gymnasium!"

soon.

When they arrived at the gymnasium, they were stunned when they saw the dense taxis.

Moreover, the number of these taxis is extraordinary, and the entire stadium was surrounded. Their cars did not even have a parking space, which made Old John look ugly.

I got out of the car immediately, kicked the rear bumper of a taxi, and shouted angrily: "Damn it, are you looking for death, are you? Why are you all blocking here?"

"Get out of the way for labor and capital!"

"Otherwise, labor and capital will destroy you now!"

OK.

Maybe he said nothing, but the most important thing was that he kicked the taxi driver to open the door, and even ignored him, and walked directly to the rear of the car and looked at the place where Old John was kicked.

The leather shoes worn by Old John are the special leather shoes used in the war department.

His foundation was very strong, and he had a lot of strength, so he kicked a pit at the rear of the car.

This made the guy's expression sink.

This is really a search for death.

How dare you kick his car?

When Old John saw the driver's expression, he was a little unhappy. He grabbed the guy's neck collar, and his expression was like something. He glared at the guy and roared, "Why, are you not convinced?"

"Did you hear what I said to you?"

"I'll tell you to get out!"

As soon as these words were said, Old John saw the cab doors of the taxis around him being opened, and then all of them looked at him.

Not only that.

When Old John was provoking trouble, there were countless taxis behind them, and they surrounded them directly.

At the same time.

They opened the door directly and took out their weapons.

Old John couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he was pointed at by countless black guns, but at this moment, one of his confidants came to his ears, his face full of horror.

His voice was trembling: "Boss, we seem to be surrounded."

"What?"

When Old John heard this, he couldn't help but look back.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it.

It was this glance that made him tremble all over.

He knew now that he had hit the nail on the head. At this moment, his mind was even confused. After all, in his understanding, it seemed that only his underground power was the greatest in this area.

This is just a bunch of taxi drivers.

Is there such a concerted effort?

But no matter what, although he brought a lot of people, there were more taxi drivers, and they were surrounded. As the saying goes, those who know the times are heroes.

He is also a person who struggles in the underground world.

Naturally, I know what the situation is now.

So he slowly let go of the hand that was holding the neck of his neck, and even stretched out his hands to help the buddy sort out the collar that was slightly wrinkled by him, and smiled awkwardly: "Brother, I'm really sorry, I'm so sorry, brother.

.”

"I was so excited just now, please don't mind."

"The main reason is that my son is being attacked now. I am also trying to save my son, so I am a little anxious. I hope you don't bother with me, brother. I really know I'm wrong."

"so."

"I am willing to compensate for all losses in the car."

"Do you think it's OK?"

However.

However, this guy didn't take Old John seriously at all. He just threw his hands and thrust his hands over.

OK!

At this moment, the people brought by Old John could not bear it anymore. They were about to rise up, but Old John held them down.

All he brought was his confidant.

These people are good at everything, but they are just bad at brains.

He has never been a person who is afraid of death.

But their fear of death does not mean that Old John is not afraid of death either.

They are now being hit by so many black guns. If they have any abnormal movement, they may die directly under the spear. This is not a joke.

Of course.

He was slapped by his subordinates, and he felt extremely angry.

But what if you hold your anger?

He can only hold it in, right?

The key is that he not only has to hold it in, but also has to look respectful, for fear of annoying these old men. After all, he also wants to save his life now. Isn’t he keeping his own life low?

So he forced a smile and said to the buddy in front of him: "Brother, I kicked your car and you slapped me. Can we get cleared up?"

"Let me pass."

"I'm going to save my son."

"Who are you?"

"I'm Old John."

"oh."

When the taxi driver heard this, he confirmed his identity. As long as he was not from the boss and his group, they were all enemies, so he said lightly: "Sorry, you can't go through this."

"How can I get through?"

"Simple."

"Put all your weapons in me in the car here."

When Old John heard this, his face looked extremely ugly. He came to save his son. If there were no weapons, how could he save him?

So he laughed dryly, "Brother, you are really good at joking."

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!