Xiao Feng chatted with Xia Changchun for a while, then stood up: "I'm going to the bathroom, haha,"
Xia Changchun nodded: "Well, go ahead and continue talking about 'tea' when you come back.
It was rare for Xia Changchun to meet a young man who was proficient in 'tea', so he naturally wanted to chat with him more and learn more about the exotic tea leaves.
Xiao Feng smiled: "Well, I'll come back later and I'll tell you about a kind of tea called 'Ice Shrimp Grass'," he said, standing up and walking to the bathroom.
Xiao Feng just realized something tonight. Maybe the knowledge he thought was useless might be used somewhere.
For example, these teas, Mr. Jing loves tea, and the collection of teas at home is no less than antiques. Every time he drinks tea, he will tell Xiao Feng the allusions of various teas. Xiao Feng just listened casually at the time, but he did not expect to actually use them.
Xiao Feng entered the bathroom, locked the door, took out his cell phone, and looked through the window at the dark night.
"Hey, A Tian, are you ready?" Xiao Feng asked slowly when the phone was connected.
Huo Tian nodded: "Well, the net has been opened, just waiting for the fish to take the bait. Brother Feng, do you think he will come?"
"Haha, he will definitely come. Last time he entertained us grandly. This time we have to do it again and entertain him well. Otherwise, our friends on the road will laugh at our Tianmen for being so stingy," Xiao Feng looked at The dark shadow outside the window said with a smile.
"Haha, oh," Huo Tian also laughed.
"Okay, I'll hang up first. By the way, what are the results of your check-up at the hospital?" Xiao Feng suddenly thought of it and asked quickly.
"..." Huo Tian fell into silence and spoke after a long time: "Brother Feng, it's been found out, AIDS."
Xiao Feng couldn't believe it, he laughed and scolded: "Your wife has AIDS, if it really is AIDS, can you be in the mood to do other things, okay, hang up first," and hung up the phone.
Xiao Feng put away his cell phone, glanced at the warnings in the dark again, and shrugged: "It really looks like that, haha," he said, opening the door and leaving the bathroom.
Nancheng, Tianmen Headquarters, Hellfire.
Huo Tian held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Lin Mo and several senior brothers, "Are you ready down there? They are probably coming soon,","
"Well, everything is ready," the gunner grinned, "keep them safe from coming back,"
Xiaodao's cell phone rang, he answered the call and said a few words, then looked at Huo Tian: "Brother Tian, they have entered the boundaries of Nancheng,"
"Haha, then what are you waiting for? Let the brothers take action," Huo Tian chuckled, his eyes cold.
The road leading to Hellfire was surprisingly quiet. A dozen vans were rushing from west to east, and their target was Hellfire, the headquarters of Tianmen.
Ding Zihang was sitting in the van at the front, frowning: "Something's wrong, Xiao Li, flash your lights and let the back park."
"Yes, boss," the driver turned on the emergency lights and slowly stepped on the brakes.
"Boss, what's wrong?" a confidant asked.
"It's too quiet outside. There's an ambush at Tianmen. Let's go back to the West City. Hum, I'll come back to you tomorrow..." Before Ding Zihang finished speaking, he heard shouts of killing coming from all around.
Around the van, there was a swarm of young men in black, all carrying swords in their hands, rushing towards more than a dozen vans.
"Kill," the shouts of killing were heard everywhere, the sound was overwhelming, and hundreds of cleavers were slashed on the iron sheet of the van.
Ding Zihang gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, there is indeed an ambush." He grabbed the knife and was about to get out of the car to fight. When he saw more and more men in black, he didn't care to continue and shouted to the driver: "Xiao Li "Hurry up and turn around, let's go back to West City," he said, taking out his cell phone to call for support.
In the shadow of the main road, Biaozi carried a heavy chopper, followed by more than 20 Northeastern men, staggering straight to the van where Ding Zihang was.
"Brothers, kill me. Whoever cuts off Ding's skull will be rewarded one thousand yuan, one arm, ten thousand yuan, one leg, thirty thousand yuan, and a head, one hundred thousand yuan," Biaozi shouted as he walked.
When the Tianmen boy heard Biaozi's words, his eyes turned green, and he howled like a wolf. The sword in his hand slashed even more vigorously. They are all the most ordinary boys. For them, one hundred thousand dollars, then It is undoubtedly an astronomical figure, enough to make them risk their lives.
"Drive quickly, what are you waiting for," Ding Zihang couldn't help but roared when he saw the van didn't move.
"Boss, boss, the van won't start," Xiao Li, the driver, was so anxious that he almost cried. It was going to be bad sooner rather than later, so why did it break down at this time? Stop making trouble, brother of the van, someone will die.
Unfortunately, the van is not a human being and cannot understand the driver's words. Every time it is turned on, it just hums a few times and still cannot start.
"Fuck," Ding Zihang was also anxious: "You start the car in the car, and the others will follow me to kill."
"Yes," the boy in the car held a knife, opened the door and jumped in.
"Kill," the boys from more than a dozen vans all rushed down and got into a melee with the Tianmen boys.
Biaozi touched Zhengliang's forehead and grinned: "Hey, damn, this is just interesting," he said, raising a heavy chop and slashing at the Skeleton Team member.
He was a big man from the Northeast, tall and strong, and with a heavy chop weighing dozens of kilograms, every time he slashed, blood would spurt out, and his arms, head, and legs would fly all over the sky.
A stream of blood splashed onto his face. Biaozi stuck out his tongue and licked it lightly: "Bah, damn, why is your blood so bitter?" After saying that, he kicked the little brother's body away.
After Biaozi kicked the corpse away, he looked around and finally locked onto Ding Zihang, "Damn it, get out of the way, I'm going to chop off Ding's skull and use it as a ball."
Ding Gu also noticed this ferocious northeastern man. He kicked away a Tianmen boy and walked towards Biaozi: "Who are you?"
"There's so much bullshit," Biaozi said with a Northeastern accent, pointing at Ding Zihang with a heavy chop.
Ding Zihang was furious and raised his sword: "Fuck, boy, you dare to talk to me like this, do you know who I am?"
"Ding Gu, the overlord of the West City, why are you pretending to be here with me?" Biaozi slashed at him with a knife.
Ding Zihang didn't expect to hit Biaozi as soon as he asked. He quickly held his knife with his knife and kicked him: "If you want to keep me, just dream."
"Boss, boss, the car is starting," the driver in the van opened the window and shouted.
When Ding Zihang heard this, he raised his eyebrows: "Drive," he said, slashing at Biaozi with his knife, and ran towards the van.
"You bastard, you want to run away," Biaozi quit. Since joining Tianmen, he has not done anything spectacular. Now he finally has a chance to perform. How can he let Ding Zihang run away again?
Ding Zihang also knew that if he didn't run now, he wouldn't be able to run in a while. He dodged Biaozi's knife and rushed into the van: "Hurry up,"
"Yes, boss," the driver Xiao Li shouted, stepping on the accelerator and rushing out.
Unexpectedly, he pressed the accelerator too hard and the van suddenly started to suffocate again. Biaozi was overjoyed: "Haha, Ding Gu, you deserve to die."
With a "buzz" sound, the van roared again, "Haha, boss, it's on fire."
Biaozi became anxious and shouted: "What a fool," he said, slashing hard and flying towards Xiao Li in the driver's seat.
The huge force directly shattered the car window, the machete penetrated the car, and blood spattered. Xiao Li tilted his head and hit the steering wheel hard.
When Ding Zihang saw that the driver's head was chopped open with a knife, he quickly kicked him away, jumped into the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and the van roared.
Ding Zihang grabbed the steering wheel, regardless of his own or his enemies, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out. Every time he knocked down someone, the van would shake.
Biaozi grabbed an ax and threw it towards the van with shaking hands: "Where are you running?" The ax flew out and he chased after the van.
However, the two legs could not outrun the four wheels in the end, and the van crushed the minced meat and blood as it swayed out of the crowd and sped towards the West City.
"Damn it," Biaozi looked at the van getting further and further away and slammed his fist, "If I meet you again next time, I will kill you directly."
Biaozi didn't kill Ding Zihang, and was very unhappy: "Brothers, Ding Guhu has run away, not a single one of them is left behind, they will all be chopped down."
"Yes," the Tianmen boys shouted in unison, raising the knife in their hands higher.
For ten minutes, the whole road was covered with stumps and blood, like a hell, it was particularly oozing.
"Brothers, pile all the stumps together and set them on fire," Biaozi glanced around and gave the order after confirming that no one was alive.
"Yes," the brothers moved the bodies together, then looked at Biaozi, waiting for his call.
Biaozi walked to the mountain of corpses and pointed to the dozens of vans: "Drive all the cars over and pour some gasoline on them."
A dozen guys who knew how to drive drove the van over, drained some of the oil from the tank, and poured it on the body.
Biaozi took out his lighter, looked at the mountain of corpses, and said loudly with a northeastern accent: "You bastards, when you get to the Hall of Hell, remember to tell the King of Hell that it was 'Biaozi' who killed you. In the next life, remember not to fool around again." "
After Biaozi finished speaking, he threw the burning lighter into the mountain of corpses. With a 'whoosh' sound, the mountain of corpses ignited with red flames and spread quickly.
Biaozi squatted down, picked up a burning severed arm, then took out a cigarette, lit it with the severed arm, and took a deep breath: "Haha, it really tastes better than cigarettes lit with a lighter,"
"..." The boys at the scene looked at the smoking and burning severed arm in Biaozi's hand. They felt their stomachs churning, especially when they heard the "sizzling" sound made by the severed arm. Most of the boys started vomiting like crazy.
Biaozi threw away his broken arm, held a cigarette in his mouth and started making a phone call: "Hey, A Tian, Ding Guhu has run away, and everyone else has been wiped out."
"Haha, well done, Biaozi, take the brothers to relax," Huo Tian said excitedly.
"Well, I'm handling the scene and will be there in a moment," Biaozi said with a smile.
Huo Tian nodded: "Well, don't treat your brother badly, hang up first," he said, hanging up the phone.
Huo Tian didn't put down his cell phone. He found Xiao Feng's number and dialed it: "Hey, Brother Feng, except Ding Guren who ran away, everyone else is here."
Xiao Feng nodded to Xia Changchun, stood up and walked to the window: "Ah Tian, remember to wipe your butt well and don't let anyone take advantage of you. After all, it's not a good time to fight Ding Guku in the open."
