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Chapter 812

A strange light flashed in Tang Feng's eyes. He glanced at Song Wuque's posture strangely, and said lightly: "You can still stand in a military posture? It's quite standard. Who taught me?"

"Hey, my father forced me to learn! He is a retired scout. He has been in the army for a long time. After he comes back, he starts training me if he has nothing to do!" The expression on Song Wuque's face was still serious, but it was actually

A laughter made Tang Feng look at each other again in surprise, thinking that this kid is really good at it, like a powerful egg!

Wang Sheng laughed strangely, looked him up and down and said, "Boy, do you know who I am?"

"I know, you are the master of Huaxing Social War Hall, right-hand brother! I hit you with a bottle last night." Song Wuque was still standing in a military posture and said loudly. However, before he finished speaking, he

He was interrupted by Wang Sheng in anger: "Okay, don't mention what happened last night!"

"Well, Brother Right Hand, do you forgive me?" Song Wuque collapsed and looked at Wang Shengdao with surprise. Several of his accomplices behind him also looked at Wang Sheng with anticipation, obviously very eager.

Wang Sheng nodded, the adults don’t remember the villain’s mistakes!

Wang Sheng narrowed his eyes. How vicious was his eyes? Of course, he could see through the purpose of Song Wuque and his friends coming here at a glance! He smiled and Wang Sheng said lightly: "Forgive you? Have I said that?

I'll settle the accounts with you later. Now you should answer my question honestly first. Do you know what kind of organization our Huaxing Society is?"

"I know, yes, it's a gangster!" Song Wuque stood up straight and said loudly.

"Okay, boy, you are very brave. Since you know that we are a gangster, you are actually talking to me in this current posture. Why, boy, are you trying to challenge me on purpose, right?" Wang Sheng hangs his face.

With a faint smile, he exuded a cold momentum, as if Song Wuque and the others said something wrong, he would beat someone up!

Song Wuque's face collapsed and he murmured in a low voice: "It's over, Brother Right Hand is deliberately looking for trouble. It seems that he hasn't forgotten the incident of me smashing his bottle last night!"

The expression on Wang Sheng's face froze and he almost couldn't breathe. Although Song Wuque's voice was small, the two sides were so close now that Wang Sheng and Tang Feng couldn't hear clearly what he was saying?

Tang Feng smiled and shook his head. How could Song Wuque be talking to himself here? He was clearly telling Wang Sheng that if you are making things difficult for me, then I will say that you are calm and deliberately made excuses for yesterday.

Revenge of being smashed into a bottle of wine at night! Dare to threaten a big brother in the underworld like this? He has to say that this kid's courage is really strong! But then again, if he even has this little bit

If he had no courage, he would not dare to come to his doorstep to stop his car after beating Wang Sheng!

"Boy, don't mention what happened last night to me. Why? Do you think you hit my head and have some achievements?" Wang Sheng stared at his two goldfish eyes and looked out with his nose fiercely

He snorted coldly after squirting out a hot air.

When the little brother of the law enforcement hall next to him heard that Wang Sheng really came, he raised his head in surprise and looked at Wang Sheng's head in surprise. Wang Sheng was so angry that he glared at him and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you looking at?

The little brothers in the law enforcement hall hurriedly lowered their heads again. Chen Aotian next to him had a faint smile on his face and said softly: "Brother Right Hand, I didn't expect you to be really smashed by him? But look at it You are so energetic, don’t look like you’ve been hurt!”

Song Wuque hurriedly said, "Hey, when I talk about this, I admire Brother Right Hand. My bottle was smashed at that time, but Brother Right Hand fell to the ground and slept soundly, If the God of Death hadn't taken action quickly and had stopped us, I would have really wanted to come and have a look."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a gust of wind blowing through him. Suddenly, Song Wuque trembled slightly, and he stopped talking.

Wang Sheng had a cold smile on his face and said coldly: "Say it, why don't you say it anymore? What do you really want to do?"

Song Wuque's face turned pale, thinking that he was a little too proud this time. He just saw that the expressions on Wang Sheng and Tang Feng's faces were very soft, and gradually forgot the identities of Tang Feng and Wang Sheng. Song Wuque He is a familiar person. No matter who he is, he can speak well. However, when Wang Sheng showed his power, he suddenly remembered that the two people in front of him could make them disappear forever on the earth. exist.

Although Song Wuque is extremely agile and courageous, he is just a child of seventeen or eighteen no matter what. What about Wang Sheng? The momentum he has developed after years of being in the top position has been trained to death for a long time. Once the murderous aura erupts, how can ordinary people take it lightly?

"Yes, I'm sorry, Brother Right Hand, we came here today to apologize to you. Yesterday's incident was wrong. I hope you and the boss of the God of Death can beat people a lot, don't be as knowledgeable as us!" Song Wuque took a deep breath and was honest. The truth.

Wang Sheng snorted coldly and said lightly: "Why, are you afraid that the boss and I will settle the score with you?"

Song Wuque and others didn't say anything, and Wang Sheng seemed very unhappy now. Thinking about it, why are they the head of Huaxing Social War Hall, and they have tens of thousands of brothers under their command, so why do they just want to speak quickly and be so happy? What made him lose face? Not to mention the famous right-hand brother, he was even dissatisfied with his face! Thinking of this, Song Wuque dared to say something?

He didn't say anything, and even less anyone else spoke to his friends! These people were a little surprised by Song Wuque in their hearts. If he hadn't revealed the scars here over and over again, would the right hand brother be angry? But let them give him a They didn't dare to talk directly with Tang Feng with his right hand. Since Tang Feng came out, perhaps because of his great reputation as a shock to the god of death, they had never raised their heads. At most, they just secretly observed Tang Feng and Wang Sheng’s expression!

"Speak, why don't you say it?" Wang Sheng glanced at Song Wuque coldly and said softly. Tang Feng and Shen Aotian stood beside him and watched the scene quietly, without any intention of making a sound.

"Yes, we are afraid that you will settle the score with the God of Death!" Song Wuque raised his head suddenly and said loudly.

Wang Sheng gently turned up the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "Okay, then I can tell you clearly now that I will not settle the score with you, haha, just like you said just now, if I even have such a small matter If I can't put it, then how can I command the Zhantang and be my brother's right-handed brother? Okay, don't worry about you guys, go back!"

"Really, I really won't pursue it?" The person behind Song Wuque finally raised his head, looked at Wang Sheng, who was cloudy and cloudy, and subconsciously asked.

Wang Sheng had a faint smile on his face, looked at Song Wuque with a meaningful look, and said lightly: "I never like to say it again, now you can leave!"

"Let's go, Brother Song!" Song Wuque's friends nodded to Tang Feng and others, and were about to turn around and leave. The pressure Wang Sheng brought to them just now was too great. If they didn't leave, they were really afraid of themselves.

What would leave behind a psychological shadow? However, what they didn't expect was that Song Wuque was standing there and motionless!

"You guys go first!" Song Wuque took a deep breath. When he came, he told several friends that he wanted to take this opportunity to join Huaxing Club, but he didn't expect that before they started mentioning it, a few guys wanted it.

Leaving? This made Song Wuque feel a little dissatisfied, so his attitude gradually became colder.

"No, Brother Song, we all know what you mean, but, isn't this inappropriate now? Let's leave here first!" One of Song Wuque's companions pulled him and lowered his voice.

Voice channel.

"No, I have decided, you guys go first!" Song Wuque shook his head slowly and firmly, and said lightly.

"Then, then we'll wait for you outside!" These guys were a bit loyal. Although they didn't accompany Song Wuque here, they didn't completely leave him alone.

Song Wuque nodded gently. He also knew that these friends usually drink, chat, brag, and fuck them. They would be fine if they beat them together and make trouble, and it would be fine to take pictures of the girls. However, no matter how they are now

How rebellious they act, from the bottom of their hearts, they are willing to follow the trajectory that most people have taken, work, get married, have children, and live this ordinary sound in peace!

But he is different from them. Song Wuque knew very well that he longed for the passionate life of the underworld, and the gaze that made others respect, fear, and praise. He was afraid of that ordinary life that made people crazy.

I am even more unwilling to live a dull life like flowing water!

So if he doesn't leave, he wants to create an opportunity to realize the kind of life he wants, and then firmly grasp it! Sometimes a person's life only has such a few critical steps, once he takes it, it is

Two completely different lives!

Wang Sheng looked at the departure of his companions, then looked at Song Wuque who was standing quietly in front of them, and quickly exchanged a clear look with Tang Feng. Tang Feng nodded invisibly, and the corner of Wang Sheng's mouth

After a thrust, he looked at Song Wuque in discomfort and said, "Boy, your accomplices are gone, why don't you leave?"

"Boss of the God of Death, Brother Right Hand, I want to join Huaxing Club, please accept me!" Song Wuque suddenly knelt down and said seriously.


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