Xiao Feng slowly pulled out his arm from the sandbag and turned to look at Sun Ya: "How is it impossible?"
The shock on Sun Ya's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a strong look: "What a fast punch, so powerful,"
The master who once taught Sun Ya martial arts told him that the essence of boxing is to focus the punch quickly and break the face. When you can achieve this step, the boxing technique will be successful.
Xiao Feng looked at Sun Ya's expression and laughed secretly in his heart, feeling paralyzed. Fortunately, I know the second level of strength, otherwise I really can't control this kid. "Sun Ya, do you still want to play now? If you want to play, I will accompany you at any time." ,"
Sun Ya shook his head: "I am not your opponent,"
The corners of Xiao Feng's mouth turned up, and he knew what was going on. He looked back at the sandbag that was leaking sand and said, "I'm sorry, I broke the sandbag for you." After saying that, he walked towards Sun's father.
Sun Ya walked to the sandbag and looked at it carefully. Breaking the sandbag with one punch is not a skill, but punching through the sandbag without breaking it is real skill, regardless of the strength and speed. The requirements are extremely high.
"Uncle, please accept it. With this money, you can go out and buy a building. The remaining money can do some business and improve your family's life. After all, Sun Ya is not young anymore. We can't let him stay here all his life. Shanty town," Xiao Feng put two bank cards into Sun's father's hands.
Sun's father lowered his head to look at his bank card, then looked at Xiao Feng, and suddenly he knelt down: "Good man,"
Xiao Feng hurriedly grabbed Sun's father and shook his head: "I'm not a good person, this is what I should do." After saying that, he turned to look at Sun Ya next to the sandbag: "Sun Ya, let's go, you go to the insurance company with me. , let’s go get the compensation money,”
Sun Ya's eyes drifted away from the sandbag and Xiao Feng's face. He turned and walked towards the door: "Come out, I have something to ask you."
Xiao Feng winked at Chen Bin and asked him to help Sun's father into the house, and followed Sun Ya out of the door.
"I want to ask you how my brother died," Sun Ya stared at Xiao Feng and asked, "Don't tell me it was spontaneous combustion. I don't believe that an A4 car can spontaneously combust. It's okay to lie to my father."
"You really want to know,"
"Yes, I must know that no matter who killed my brother, I will take revenge," Sun Ya said coldly.
Xiao Feng took out his cigarettes and threw one to Sun Ya: "Do you believe what I say?"
Sun Ya took it and nodded hesitantly: "I believe it."
"Okay, let me tell you," Xiao Feng lit up his cigarette and leaned against the Mercedes-Benz: "Your brother was killed by a bomb, and the person who planted the bomb was a Japanese." Then he briefly told what happened that day. once.
Sun Ya bit the cigarette filter until it broke, and then asked in a low voice: "Where is that Japanese?"
"Dead, killed by me," Xiao Feng threw away the cigarette, turned around and walked inside, "Go back and tell your father, let's go to the insurance company."
Sun Ya stared at Xiao Feng's back and spit out the cigarette in his mouth: "Okay,"
Back in the house, Sun's father was crying and talking to Chen Bin. After seeing Xiao Feng and Sun Ya come in, he put away the worry on his face.
After Xiao Feng chatted with Sun's father for a few more words, he and Chen Bin stood up to say goodbye. At Sun's father's instruction, Sun Ya left with Xiao Feng and went straight to the insurance company.
"Your father asked us if we are your brother's friends. Why are you so sure we are not?" On the way, Chen Bin remembered something and asked casually.
"My brother doesn't have any friends who can afford to drive a Mercedes-Benz S," Sun Ya said calmly.
"Uh," a trace of embarrassment flashed across Chen Bin's face, as if he had asked a rather idiotic question.
Xiao Feng looked at Sun Ya in the rearview mirror and asked with a smile: "Is Sun Ya still in school?"
"Not up,"
"What do you do now?"
"A mixed society, working as a thug,"
Xiao Feng was a little speechless. The sixteen-seven-year-old boy had not yet fully grown his hair and was out in the society. However, he felt relieved when he remembered that Tianmen also had many problems as a teenager. This was a common morbid problem.
Xiao Feng slowed down the car and turned his head: "Can I ask, do you like being in society, or are you forced by life?"
"I like it. I want to be a big brother like Chen Haonan," Sun Ya said seriously.
"Ahem," Xiao Feng just lit up his cigarette. After hearing Sun Ya's words, he suddenly choked on the cigarette and coughed violently. Chen Haonan, you are so numb. How many minors have been killed by Hong Kong's young and Dangerous guys?
Sun Ya frowned: "Don't you believe I can do it? With my skills, I have become the gold medal fighter of our gang. Huh, our boss said that I will be the big brother next month."
"It seems quite majestic, what kind of help are you asking?" Xiao Feng threw away his cigarette and asked quickly.
No matter how you say it, Sun Ya is still a boy of sixteen or seventeen. When Xiao Feng asked him about his gang, a trace of complacency flashed across his face: "Fire Tiger Gang,"
"I haven't heard of the Liehu Gang. Chen Bin, have you heard of it?" Xiao Feng turned to look at Chen Bin and asked. He had indeed never heard of the Shenma Liehu Gang. He usually came into contact with Tianmen. A first-class gang like the Ba Gang, who knows where the Fierce Tiger Gang came from.
Chen Bin shook his head: "I haven't heard of it either."
"You haven't heard of our Fierce Tiger Gang," Sun Ya said angrily, frowning.
"I've never heard of it. Hey, let me ask you, is your Liehu Gang any good at Tianmen? I'm from Nancheng, so I know Nancheng Tianmen," Chen Bin said with a smile.
Chen Bin pushed Sun Ya back with one word. Recently, Tianmen has been in the limelight for a while, almost rivaling the four major gangs. Who among those who are on the street doesn't know about Tianmen, and who doesn't know about the Third Young Master of Tianmen.
"Hmph, even though it's not as good as Tianmen now, one day Tianmen will be stepped on," Sun Ya said forcefully.
Xiao Feng gave a thumbs up: "Okay, if you are ambitious, I will give you this Mercedes-Benz when you step on Tianmen under your feet."
Just as Sun Ya was about to say something, the mobile phone in his pocket rang. He looked at the number on the screen and answered the call: "Hey, brother, what's the matter?"
"Xiaoya, where are you? Come to the 'Friendly Mahjong Hall' quickly. I will take you to the ring later. Liu Dazui and I have made an appointment. If you win the ring this time, then this 'Friendly Mahjong Hall' "It's up to us to cover it up. Those people in Liu Dazui have to get the hell out of here," an arrogant voice sounded.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Sun Ya's face: "Brother, I have to go to the insurance company to deal with things now. Do you think the matter of fighting in the ring can be postponed for a while?"
"What, you are in trouble now, you idiot, do you know how much income this mahjong parlor can bring to us? When will the insurance company go? I'll give you ten minutes, come here right away, I'll leave you a message , if you win today, I will announce that you will become the big brother tonight,"
Sun Ya gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll rush over right away." After that, he hung up the phone.
"Why, you want to go to the ring instead of going to the insurance company," Xiao Feng glanced in the rearview mirror and asked slowly.
"Well, there is something going on in the gang and I have to go back. How about this? Give me your mobile phone number and I will call you after I finish the ring," Sun Ya said after thinking for a while.
"Haha, we have nothing to do anyway, so let's go and appreciate your majesty. I also want to see how awesome this 'Fire Tiger Gang' who can trample Tianmen under their feet in the future is. By the way, that mahjong parlor How to go?" Xiao Feng said with a smile.
Sun Ya hesitated, then directed Xiao Feng towards the mahjong parlor. When he arrived at the entrance of the mahjong parlor, Sun Ya reminded: "My elder brother has a bad temper. Please don't talk nonsense for a while."
Xiao Feng nodded: "Well, don't worry, I came here with the intention of 'worshiping'," after saying that, he opened the car door and got out of the car.
"You guys go in first, I'll make a call," Xiao Feng leaned on the Mercedes-Benz, took out his cell phone, and dialed Zhang Yu's number: "Hey, Xiao Yuzi, your sister, you haven't gotten up yet, have I? Asking you, do you know the ‘Fire Tiger Gang’?”
"Ah, Liehu Gang, what are you doing?" Zhang Yu, who was sleeping hazily, asked casually.
A sinister smile appeared on Xiao Feng's face: "The younger members of the Liehu Gang have threatened to trample Tianmen under their feet in the future."
"What a fool, stepping on Tianmen," Zhang Yu suddenly woke up and said angrily: "Brother Feng, do you know where the Liehu Gang is? I will go over and destroy you right now."
Xiao Feng glanced at the signboard of the mahjong parlor and chuckled: "I'm at the 'Friendly Mahjong Parlor'. This is the territory of the Liehu Gang. If you hurry up, you may meet their boss. I heard, Their boss has a bad temper, so be careful when you come,"
"You're paralyzed, Brother Feng, just wait, I'll bring someone over right away," Zhang Yu said, and then hung up the phone in a hurry, probably to gather some help.
Xiao Feng put away his cell phone with a smile on his face and staggered towards the mahjong parlor. Life was so pale and boring. If he didn't have some fun, wouldn't his life be very tasteless?
"Who are you looking for?" Two young men dressed strangely at the door stopped Xiao Feng.
"Oh, I'm here to see Sun Ya, haha, I came with him just now," Xiao Feng put out two cigarettes and chuckled.
The two young men looked at each other: "So we're here to see Brother Ya. Come on, I'll take you in."
"Sorry to bother you two," Xiao Feng nodded and followed a younger brother towards the inside of the mahjong parlor.
When I came to the private room, I saw Sun Yazheng talking to a middle-aged bald man.
He has a bald head and a fleshy face, and a big gold chain as thick as a little finger hanging around his neck, all of which show his identity as the eldest brother.
"Brother Ya, he is here to find you," the younger brother walked up to Sun Ya and said with a smile.
Sun Ya glanced at Xiao Feng and nodded: "You should sit down for a while first."
The bald man turned to look at Xiao Feng and rolled his eyes: "You two are Xiaoya's friends. Haha, they seem to be quite rich. How about I lend your Mercedes-Benz to my buddy for a few days?"
Chen Bin, who was sitting next to him, shrugged helplessly: "Madman, this big brother is very interested in your Mercedes-Benz. When I came in just now, he wanted to borrow the Mercedes-Benz to play with."
"Haha, I want to play with the Mercedes-Benz. Okay, big brother has already spoken. If I don't give you this face, then I am disrespectful." Xiao Feng took out the Mercedes-Benz key from his pocket and threw it on the table: "Brother, whatever you want open,"
The bald man laughed boldly: "Haha, this friend is a real person at first sight. If you have anything to do in Jiuquan in the future, feel free to mention my name as 'Bald Biao'. Who dares not to give me some bad words?"
