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239 is a character

Night once again enveloped Heshuo. Wang Zhijun came to the detention center and took Ximen Lang out of the detention center. When the jeep drove out of the detention center gate, there was already a Mitsubishi SUV waiting outside. This was Ximen Lang's car, and the driver was Biao.

The big man is Fatty Han.

Ximen Lang asked Wang Zhijun to stop the car and said with a smile: "Zhijun, thank you very much. I still have some things to do. It's not convenient to take you, a policeman, with me."

Wang Zhijun knew in his heart that this guy was restless again, so he hurriedly said: "Then be careful. If you need my help, call me and I will go over to help right away."

Ximen Lang smiled and said, "I will not use your trump card unless it is absolutely necessary. Because it is really a waste to use you now. I will help you climb up smoothly. Your career is very important. If you go

Already."

Wang Zhijun nodded, "I understand that only when I become strong enough can I help you better."

The two looked at each other with a tacit understanding and smiled, saying nothing.

Ximenlang got out of the car and got into the Mitsubishi SUV next to him, while Wang Zhijun drove away and disappeared into the dusk.

Fatty Han turned his head and said in surprise: "Brother Lang, why are you squatting in detention? It seems that you have not lost any weight at all. You have gained some weight and become whiter."

Ximenlang's skin was originally very good, but it was because he worked as a sailor in country Z for a period of time and was exposed to wind and sun on the sea that it became swarthy. Now that he is a student, his skin is not exposed to wind or rain, and it has returned to its original state.

True color, his face became paler. He smiled and said: "We eat and drink well every day in there, and we are treated like an uncle, how can we lose weight? Fatty, how are you? Is there any news about Liu Wei and the others?"

"There is news that Ma Si led five or six young men to Calipa's billiards hall on Wusong Street. Liu Wei said that there were more than ten people in the billiards hall, not from the prince's gang, but from society. The other party was Liu Wei.

That crazy bunch."

Ximen Lang frowned. The battle was about to begin, but Ma Si went to meet some gangsters in society. Could it be that he wanted to collude with them to attack us the day after tomorrow. He asked in confusion: "Crazy Liu, who is he?"

Fatty Han replied: "That guy's name is Liu Kaifeng. He was also a student of Nanfeng High School and a famous figure in the school. Back then, he single-handedly fought against the six little demons of Nanfeng High School, slashing four of them and causing one person to lose his left eye.

, he was sent to a labor camp for two years for committing injury. After he was released, he formed a gang and ran rampant in the South Street area, and he was considered a somewhat famous figure."

"From what you say, this guy is quite powerful?" Ximen Lang asked curiously.

Fatty Han said: "It is said that their family moved from a martial arts town in the north. This guy knows the martial arts passed down from his family twice, and his attacks are extremely ruthless. He fights without risking his life, just like a madman. All he has is

This nickname."

Ximen Lang chuckled, "It turns out that he is so powerful, I really want to see it."

Fatty Han said with some worry: "So, it is really difficult for Ma Si to be with him now. If we take action now, Madman Liu might join the war, and we will be in big trouble."

There were two fierce gleams in Ximen Lang's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "But if we don't take action now, we won't have such a good opportunity in the future. I don't care whether he is a madman or whoever he is, as long as he dares to stop my progress,

I will never let it go.”

Although Fatty Han was a bold man, his heart trembled when he looked at him, and he asked quickly: "Then what should we do?"

Ximen Lang spat out eight words viciously, "Kill the Buddha when you meet him, and kill the god when you meet the god."

Fatty Han quickly asked: "Brother Lang, do you mean to chop down Madman Liu and the others as well?"

"It depends on the situation. If he really helps Ma Si and the others, they will do it together."

Fatty Han gritted his teeth and said, "That's right. If you don't have poison, you won't have a husband. Since we embark on this path, we have to be ruthless."

Ximen Lang pondered for a moment and asked solemnly: "How many people are there in the billiard hall now?"

"Probably around twenty-two or three."

Ximenlang decisively issued the order, "Gather fifty young men, bring the guys, and find a place to gather near the billiard hall."

"I know. There is a good snack near Calipa's Billiards Hall. Why don't we just let the brothers gather there?" Fatty Han asked for advice.

"It's up to you..."

At this time, Calipa's billiards hall has been closed for business, and more than twenty people are scattered indoors. Standing near the innermost table is Ma Si and a smart and capable young man, who is what the Taoist people call him.

Liu Kaifeng from Crazy Liu.

Ma Si took out a pack of Chinese cigarettes, popped one out and handed it to Liu Kaifeng, saying respectfully: "Brother Liu, would you like to light one?"

Liu Kaifeng took the cigarette, looked at it, and said, "Xiaosi, you're doing well. Have you smoked Zhonghua?"

Ma Si said modestly: "Compared to you, Brother Liu, I am nothing." He flicked the lighter in his hand, and a wisp of orange flame emerged, and he diligently lit the cigarette for the other party.

Liu Kaifeng took a strong puff, blew out a green-gray smoke ring, glanced at the kid next to him, and said, "Okay, stop beating around the bush and just say what you have to say."

Ma Si knew that the other party always spoke quickly, so he said straightforwardly: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense. In fact, I am looking for you, Brother Liu, to ask you for a favor this time?"

"Tell me what I can do for you."

"Brother Liu, a new organization has recently formed in Nanfeng High School called the Julang Gang. Have you heard about it?"

Liu Kaifeng nodded, "I heard something like this. It seems that the Julang Gang is united by several organizations. As far as I know, they include Feihu Tang, Tianlong Tang, Qingyun Society, and Mad God Society.

Most of the staff are quick to lift up. They are probably the only ones who can talk to you at the moment.

The organization that our Prince Gang fights against. The boss is a transfer student named Ximenlang. He is ruthless and scheming. Otherwise, how could he be able to get away from so many people in such a short period of time? According to rumors, the original boss of the Mad God Club

One of Xue Guangdong's legs was discounted by him."

Ma Si said: "Not only that, I suspect that he also cut off the tendons and hamstrings of Prince Long Yu, the boss of our Prince Gang."

"What?" Liu Kaifeng's face was full of surprise, "Qiu Longyu's hand tendons and hamstrings were broken by someone?"

Ma Si nodded, "Yes, what happened two days ago, and now he has been transferred to Country M for treatment."

"Are you sure it was Ximen Lang who did this?"

Ma Si shook his head, "That's not certain yet, but Ximen Lang was arrested by a police officer, saying that he was suspected of participating in an injury case, which may be related to this case."

Liu Kaifeng said with emotion: "If he really did it, this kid is really a character. He dared to cut off the hand tendons and hamstrings of the son of the municipal party committee secretary regardless of the consequences. He is awesome. This case is definitely not something ordinary people would dare to do!"


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