The romantic night passed, and the faint light of morning shone on the peaceful faces of a young man and woman on the bench, as if they were two obedient cats clinging tightly to each other.
Around the apartment, seven big men were still cleaning up the spilled paint. They worked hard all night, but not even one third of the paint was cleaned. It was really frustrating.
Especially the two guys who were seriously injured could no longer hold on any longer. Their bodies were shaking uncontrollably and they were about to fall down at any time, but they still clenched their teeth and stood firm. All this was because the bench was acting like a demon.
The young man is really terrible.
On the road outside the courtyard, the traffic gradually increased. Three cars turned around and parked slowly near the apartment. The door of the Cadillac in the middle opened, revealing a tall middle-aged man in a black suit with a cigar in his mouth.
The man walked down.
Afterwards, a dozen burly men in black clothes wearing sunglasses got out of the car one after another and gathered behind the middle-aged man. The darkness was like dark clouds pressing down on the environment, giving the air a chilling atmosphere.
The cigar left the curly beard's mouth, and a cloud of smoke slowly floated into the air, scattering in all directions.
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with doubts, and he looked at the seven sweaty men inside the fence with clothes wrapped around their arms vigorously wiping the paint, and said to himself: "What are these guys going to do? Are they crazy?"
The people in black behind were also very surprised, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, and they were talking a lot.
"Aren't they here to collect the bill? Why do they seem to be doing some hygiene?"
"Is it because you took the wrong medicine or took too much powder and lost your mind?"
The noisy voice was finally heard by the guys who were concentrating on cleaning the wall. They turned their heads and looked around. When they saw the middle-aged man, they just cried with joy and shouted in unison, "Boss..."
Hearing these threatening words, the paint-stained faces of Colbert and others were full of fear, and their whole bodies were shaking involuntarily like chaff, and they subconsciously wanted to continue working. However, when they glanced at
When he saw the middle-aged man outside and more than a dozen men in black behind him, he finally had the courage to resist.
Colbert first threw the red clothes wrapped around his arms to the ground and said angrily: "Damn it, I quit, what can you do?"
The other six people also took the same action, throwing away the clothes in their hands and regaining some of their former dignity.
"Damn, who do you think you are? You have to wipe off the paint if we ask you to?"
"I am a bill collector at Dongshuo Company, not a part-time employee?"
Londik even shouted aggrievedly: "Even the hourly work should end, right? I've been cleaning the walls here all night, and I'm almost exhausted?"
Surprise flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man outside the yard. Why, these fools have been cleaning the walls here all night. No wonder they stayed away all night and made me come here in person.
Ximenlang lifted up the blanket and walked over with a cold gleam in his eyes. He kicked Colbert hard in the stomach, kicked him to the ground, and cursed fiercely: "Why did I turn against you?"
The sneakers were like raindrops, and he kicked them off his head and butt, "I asked you to quit, what do you think I can do to you?"
Colbert held his head in his hands, twisted his body constantly, and screamed like a slaughtered pig, "Stop hitting...ah...if you hit me again, you will die, it hurts me to death..."
The other six guys saw the miserable state of the leader, and they all trembled again, their teeth kept chattering, and they tried to sneak away quietly along the wall. They really didn't dare to provoke this vicious evil god again.
"Which way are you going? Do you want to escape?"
In the blink of an eye, Ximen Lang appeared in front of them like a ghost, and asked coldly with a fierce light in his eyes.
"Ah..." Longdike exclaimed and hurriedly explained: "No...that we want to..."
"puff!"
Before he could finish speaking, an iron fist struck him, knocking him to the ground, causing him to howl in pain. "Ah... my ribs seem to be broken..."
Several other people also followed in his footsteps and were kicked and punched by Ximen Lang and fell to the ground. All of them had bruises and swollen faces, were in a miserable state, and kept screaming.
The middle-aged man outside the hospital saw all this and was even more surprised. He didn't expect that such a young man could beat six of his powerful men to such a fate!
As his eyes flashed, the middle-aged man saw the Harley King motorcycle parked not far away. A gleam flashed in his eyes. He turned and asked the nearest man in black in a low voice, "Martif, look, that motorcycle
Is the motorcycle Mladin’s King Harley?”
Mattif, the man in black, looked over and saw the rare tall motorcycle standing there like a black horse. He nodded and said: "Yes, this is the car of the devil party Mladin, the only motorcycle in New York."
, it’s specially made to order.”
The middle-aged man frowned slightly, flicked his finger, and the cigar drew an arc and fell into the distance. "So, this boy is probably the guy who caused the destruction of the Devil Party?"
Matif replied: "Yes, it's very possible."
While the two were talking secretly, Ximen Lang in the courtyard turned around and said loudly: "Friends outside, please come in and tell me if you have anything to say, and don't be sneaking around there?" He had already discovered these guys of unknown origin and guessed about them.
It may have something to do with Colbert and the others, and it is very possible that they are a group. However, they still beat those stupid pigs mercilessly and did not pay attention to these people who are like social beings.
The middle-aged man raised his head, with a smile on his face, and said, "This boy is calling us, let's go over." He walked into the courtyard surrounded by a group of his men and stood opposite the boy.
Ximenlang held his head high, with a nonchalant expression on his face. At his feet were seven burly men wriggling their bodies, still moaning in pain.
When Qilisa saw so many people suddenly coming into the yard, she hurriedly got up from the bench, ran over and hid behind Ximen Lang, and looked at them nervously, her heart pounding wildly.
"Who are you, and what are you doing here?" Ximen Lang asked coldly.
The middle-aged man was very surprised by the young man's courage and nodded secretly. Yes, this guy must have defeated Mladin. Who is he? He can actually mobilize the mysterious power of a ninja to defeat the devil in a short period of time.
It is incredible that all the party elites have been brought down!
"Hello, I am Morgan, the general manager of Dongshuo Financial Company." It was rare for a middle-aged man to introduce himself with a kind face.
"ah……"
Qilisa let out a low cry, with a look of horror on her face, and whispered in Ximen Lang's ear: "Ximen, this man's nickname is Rattlesnake, he is very vicious, you must not provoke him. I heard that he is a
The leader of some society."
Ximen Lang was not surprised when he heard this, and sneered: "Who do I think it is? It turns out to be Mr. Rattlesnake Morgan, the leader of the New York Mafia Siang family, right?"
Morgan smiled and nodded, "You're right. What about you, the boy named Ximen Lang, right?"
"You know me?"
"Of course, since you deposed the leader of the Devil Party, Mladin, your reputation has spread far and wide. How could I not know about it?"
Ximen Lang casually kicked Colbert on the ground and said calmly: "These guys are all your subordinates. If you stand up for them, just go ahead and do it. I will accompany you at any time." He knew it.
Lying on the ground was a subordinate of Rattlesnake Morgan. He still took care of him, which was tantamount to provocation.
The dozen or so men in black behind Morgan clenched their fists, their eyes filled with anger, as if they were about to pounce at any moment like tigers.
The sky suddenly turned cloudy, the sun hid behind the clouds, and the air was filled with tension!
PS: Today’s fifth update is to repay everyone’s support. Please put it in your school bag to collect it, so as not to find this book in the future. The subsequent chapters will be more exciting, so stay tuned.