"Who are you?" Ao Luofeng walked out from the crowd of Qinglong Gang across from Ao Luofeng. He was 1.9 meters tall and looked at Ao Luofeng, who was wearing a white windbreaker and black jeans. The big man looked at this kid who was less than 18 years old.
Taking this stupid kid seriously, his tone was cold and icy, and his aura oppressed Ao Luofeng.
"Before asking others, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?" At this time, Ao Luofeng was leisurely, childlike, with a playful smile on his face, not caring about the other person's situation at all.
"Baby boy, listen up! Sir, I am the Qinglong Gang, the leader of the Dragon God, Zhou Xiaojun." The big man also smiled, but it wasn't a sneer, it was an arrogant smile, but as soon as he finished speaking, there was a wound on his hand.
Gu Tianlong held a sword dripping with blood and looked at him indifferently: "Don't be rude to Master Feng!"
"Oh, didn't you know that your house was on fire? You don't deserve to know my name!" Ao Luofeng smiled leisurely, his voice was gloomy, his appearance became cold and handsome, and he was arrogant. Ao Luofeng's arrogance is not strong.
He is like a second-rate guy who practices skewers, but He Qing, who is wearing red clothes and black pants, can feel it. He knows that this young master is not an ordinary person. No one with a burned-out brain can know that the young man is not simple, because he is the one who stands at the forefront.
The people in front and those behind clearly respect him.
"If I guessed correctly, you are Ao Luofeng?" He Qing stepped forward and pushed away Zhou Xiaojun, who was about to speak. After hearing Gu Tianlong's words, he sensed the young man's identity from the atmosphere.
"Haha... That's right. You are He Qing, right? These... fallen brothers, there are thousands of your brothers, right. How do you want to stop?" Ao Luofeng said intermittently, asking questions one after another.
After asking a few questions, I stroked Liuhai on my right with my right hand.
"Who are you?" Zhou Xiaojun looked at his hands and yelled at Gu Tianlong unhappily.
He Qing pulled him back and asked Ao Luofeng without answering, "Do I still have the right to speak?"
Ao Luofeng snapped his fingers: "Smart." Ao Luofeng waved his right hand and Zhao Haiqiang stepped forward. Ao Luofeng took a stack of white paper from his hand and threw it to He Qing, "Write your name
Go up and fight me to the death. Whatever wins you is still yours, and whatever you lose is mine." Ao Luofeng's words were very concise, his tone was not arrogant, and he smiled happily.
A younger brother next to He Qing, without anyone's instructions, bent down and picked up the white papers on the ground one by one and handed them to He Qing. He Qing didn't say anything, but after taking a brief look at them, the content roughly said, "He Qing is willing to give birth to the baby."
Discotheques, restaurants, etc., all Qinglong's territory will be given to the patriarch of the Qingfeng family, Ao Luofeng."
He Qing sighed helplessly. He knew that no matter whether he won or lost, he would not escape death today, but he might be able to save the He family business. He took out the pen he carried with him, signed his name quickly, and turned the blank paper over to
Ao Luofeng took a look at it and then handed it to Zhou Xiaojun behind him: "This transaction is considered fair, but I'm afraid that even if you are lucky enough to get it, you won't have the life to suffer it."
"Are you talking about how many people you have? Haha... they should all be no longer in this world now, right?" Ao Luofeng knew that He Qing would definitely sign. This was his only way. At the same time, he calculated that He Qing would definitely sign.
Yes, he would be tempted to deal with him later, but he thought longer than He Qing. Ao Luofeng said confidently, touching Liu Hai's right hand and slowly lowering it, looking calm and calm.
"I know this." He Qing's eyes were red with anger. He had considered everything. He also knew that Ao Luofeng would definitely cut off his escape before dealing with him. He had nowhere to vent his anger.
, and could only exhale silently.
"Oh, I know." Ao Luofeng sneered when he heard the sound, remembering the ambush he had just suffered, and touched Liu Hai on the left with his right hand: "Which sniper are you talking about outside? He has been waiting for you underground for a long time."
"What! You said Xiang Tianming is dead?" He Qing's face was filled with anger and a little shock, and his eyes were so red that they seemed to glow red.
"What do you think? It's time for our duel to begin, right?" Ao Luofeng blinked, vaguely giving the impression that he had a sense of domineering power, which made the people around him want to take a step back.
"Young Master Feng, you don't really want to fight him, do you? His skill is absolute, he will not be inferior to me." Zhao Haiqiang took a small step forward and whispered humbly to Aoluo Feng.
"I'm going to kill you today! Use the knife!" He Qing roared, and an extra machete appeared in his hand. The knife was more than 1 meter long, and the edge of the knife emitted a little light, making people feel that it was not ordinary.
The machete. He Qing drew the sword so fast that even Zhao Haiqiang was shocked. He Qing became angry and was much faster than him.
Ao Luofeng was startled, and then the corner of his mouth jumped to the right, and he gently put down his right hand. He chuckled and took a steel knife from the hand of the boy next to him. The word "Ao" was engraved on the blade. He waved the knife and said
There was a sound of swords.
"Master Feng, no! He is faster than me now." Zhao Haiqiang said in shock, and wanted to step forward to pull Aoluofeng, but Gu Dilong stepped forward and held Zhao Haiqiang back.
When He Qing saw the opponent showing his weapon, he looked at the boy who was only in his teens and raised his knife to strike with the 'Strength Splitting Huashan' move. The latter was still laughing. When He Qing was less than 3 centimeters away from Ao Luofeng, Ao Luofeng
Feng put away the corners of his smiling mouth and turned the steel knife in his right hand to his left hand in less than a second.
Ao Luofeng knew that there was no time to retreat, so he had no choice but to block. The people on the side were so anxious that their hearts almost jumped out of their chests. Zhao Haiqiang wanted to come to the rescue, but there was not enough time. He Qing was about to hit Ao Luofeng with the knife in his hand.
It didn't take a second. When He Qing saw Ao Luofeng swipe his sword to block his own sword, the corners of his mouth jumped up and he smiled, as if he had already won.
After the sound of metal collision, everyone present was shocked. They all knew how strong He Qing's power was. Zhao Haiqiang knew that He Qing's sword was not an ordinary sword, and it was not something that Ao Luofeng's ordinary sword could withstand. As a result, he could no longer resist it.
Dare to think.
If you want to know the funeral, please pay attention: Ao Luofeng decided to have Qinglong surgery, went straight to Qinglong Disco in person, and singled out the boss of the Qinglong Gang. What will be the result? Ao Luofeng finally fell in love with someone, which girl would do it?
Who is it? Who would Ao Luofeng like? When Ao Luofeng and He Shuai meet in class, who will win or lose, and how will the situation develop? Please see the next chapter, the demise of Qinglong.
