And on the other side.

Zhang Feng returned to the cloth shop early and was chatting with shopkeeper Li.

After a while.

‘Wow!’ A person ran in outside the door.

People from Lian Yan Gang.

He came in, looked around, and said loudly,

"Who is Zhang Feng?"

"Are you Mr. Liu's man?" Shopkeeper Li seemed to know him and wanted to get up.

Zhang Feng pressed shopkeeper Li, looked at the visitor and said, "I am Zhang Feng, what do you want to do with me?"

"Okay!" The man smiled,

"Are you the one who killed Brother Liang Fang?

Master Liu asked me to take the message.

Either you ask Shopkeeper Li to take one hundred yuan, then cut off your hands, kneel in front of our restaurant for five days, and give Brother Liang Fang his first seven dollars!

Either you come to our restaurant this afternoon and we'll tell Shunqing!"

'Not all of them were killed...' Zhang Feng looked at the person who was delivering the message. Seeing his domineering appearance, he nodded and said, "Go back and have a word with your Master Liu. Let him prepare good dishes for this afternoon's meal."

, good meat, good wine.”

"The words will come naturally!" The man who conveyed the message straightened up, clasped his fists, turned around and left.

"Brother Zhang..." Shopkeeper Li wanted to persuade Zhang Feng after seeing this man leaving, "The Lianyan Gang is a big gang in the east of the city. They have twenty or thirty thugs..."

"People are trivial." Zhang Feng picked up the Tang Dao lying next to the bench and asked, "Do you have a gun?"

"Muskets are rare things..." Shopkeeper Li shook his head, "The gunfire is in the hands of the patrol room. Anyone who dares to keep it secretly will be punished by beheading... Only the boss in Dongshantou dares to play with this thing...

"

"You should be careful..." Zhang Feng pondered for a few seconds, picked up the knife and walked out of the cloth shop, "I saw Lianyan Tower a few days ago, just behind two streets to the west. But I have seen it, but I have never been to it.

We had a banquet at home...”

"Brother Zhang..." Shopkeeper Li saw Zhang Feng leaving and wanted to chase him, but he didn't dare.

In the past few days, he knew that Zhang Feng had a temper and was the kind of person who did what he said and could not be persuaded by others.

But he was also afraid that something would happen, so he shouted to the anxious Lao Qi next to him: "Go, go find the president!"

..

The other two streets.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhang Feng didn't delay all the way, and walked directly through the crowded streets to the street of Lianyan Tower.

At this moment, I looked at the three police officers walking towards me and subconsciously looked at the batons on their waists.

The three police officers walked on the street with their heads high and their chests held high, feeling the awed looks of pedestrians nearby, which made them feel very comfortable.

Being a patrol officer these days is indeed a good job.

Zhang Feng glanced at them and saw that they had no guns, so he walked past them and looked at the Lian Yan Tower ahead.

As long as this Mr. Liu is not looking for the police to pressure him, I will make it clear to him.

At the same time, it is at the door of the second-floor restaurant in front.

The man who had sent the message before saw Zhang Feng coming, nodded to the two people next to him, and went into the restaurant again.

Zhang Feng strode over.

The two people at the door saw Zhang Feng carrying a knife but not a gun, so they did not stop him and let him go.

Master Liu also told them that if Zhang Feng wanted weapons, then give Zhang Feng a sword to embolden him so that he would not dare to come in.

There were many people on the street in the afternoon, so I couldn't tie anyone in.

Zhang Feng didn't think too much and walked directly into the building.

Enter the eye.

Zhang Feng saw that there were more than a dozen tables in the hall on the first floor, and there was a big table in the middle.

There were several stacks of dishes and a jar of red-tipped wine on it.

Mr. Liu was sitting at the big table facing the door. There were twenty-five people sitting or standing around him.

Other than that, there weren't any other diners.

"Click" the two men closed the door.

Counting those behind him, there were twenty-seven people.

"This door is closed...what does Mr. Liu mean?"

Zhang Feng strode to sit opposite Mr. Liu, ignoring the threatening looks from around him, "Is it because I haven't eaten well today that you won't let me out of here?"

"I didn't expect you to dare to come!" Mr. Liu suddenly laughed, "Did you bring the money? Did you bring it with sincerity? Why did you bring a knife?

Is it because you can’t bear to cut off your own limbs and want my brothers to do it for you?”

Several people near ‘Clang’ pulled out steel knives.

If they wanted to come, if Zhang Feng dared to come, most likely he would have brought money.

As for someone bringing a knife to make trouble, isn't this a joke?

Or maybe the Chamber of Commerce didn't want to offend them, so they treated Zhang Feng as an abandoned son and sent him over.

"You don't have to worry about it, Mr. Liu." Zhang Feng glanced at everyone and said with a smile: "Master Liu has convinced me like this, is he carrying a firearm?"

"Gun?" Mr. Liu looked at Zhang Feng in a funny way, "Why, you are here with the people from the patrol room, and you want to challenge me? I tell you, you don't need to bring a gun to kill you!

Even if the police officer is right outside the door, if I kill you, the most I can do is pay some money to make peace..."

Master Liu took out three ocean dollars from his arms and placed them on the table, "I tell you, your life is only worth these few dollars."

"No gun?" Zhang Feng looked at the delicious food on the table, "Then this meal is safe."

"What, you still want to take action?"

Mr. Liu sneered, and the people around him also laughed.

They looked at Zhang Feng and wanted to ask where did Zhang Feng get his confidence?

They have more than twenty steel knives, and one of them can chop Zhang Feng into mincemeat with just one swing!

"Eat~" Mr. Liu stopped laughing, his eyes gradually became sinister,

"After you eat, my brothers will send you on your way, so that you can be a well-fed ghost~ so that you don't have to go to the King of Hell and sue me for not letting you have your last meal."

"Well... Mr. Liu is a righteous man..." Zhang Feng actually picked up the chopsticks, but he pondered for a few breaths. In the next moment, he turned into a demon, suddenly crossed a distance of more than three meters, and stabbed Mr. Liu with a 'puff'.

chest!

"Master Liu, I don't have a good appetite today. Why don't you eat this meal for me on the road first..."

Mr. Liu's eyes widened, and the body fell over from the bench with a clatter.

And before anyone else could react, Zhang Feng alone dared to take action first.

Before Zhang Feng stopped, he slashed across with another knife. The two of them fell to the ground holding their necks!

"kill him!"

The smell of blood stimulated everyone's nerves, and the remaining gang members reacted, drew out their swords, and rushed toward Zhang Feng!

Zhang Feng dodged the oncoming blade, and at the same time as he flashed past him, the Tang knife sliced ​​open half of his waist and cut open the internal organs inside.

He took a step back, dodged to the right, turned to one side, twisted his waist and shoulders, raised his right hand and slashed down with the sword from above, and used a move in the Tai Chi sword to turn over and cut off the dragon, directly cutting off half of the person in front of him.

Shoulder!

At the same time, he clenched his fist with his left hand, turned around and struck, then suddenly threw it away, hitting the person's neck with his arm!

"Wow!" This man knocked over a row of tables and chairs and lay on the ground with his neck tilted back and completely broken.

‘Clang’ blocked the sharp blade coming from the right.

Zhang Feng raised his left hand, picked up the knife, and slashed it at the other person's temple. With a 'click', the bones shattered and the eyes were squeezed out.

With his backhand, he slashed the cover downwards into a palm and landed on the chin of the person behind him.

There was a muffled "click" sound, the flesh and blood of his mouth twisted and tore apart, his jaw bones were shattered, and most of his teeth fell off.

The demonized Zhang Feng has continuous strength, just as he said, he hits when he rises and hits when he falls.

With a force of four hundred kilograms, a punch or a kick can easily kill someone. Moti Zhang Feng Zhaozhao always aimed at the person's weak spot, up and down.

Not long after, Zhang Feng had killed fourteen people in a row. The clothes on his body were already stained with blood, and the corpses under his feet were strewn with blood.
To be continued...