Shokaku Ichiro has a strong background, and with the support of this strong background, he is seemingly fearless. This is actually a typical rich second-generation rich man who bullies the weak and fears the strong. If he really meets someone who is more awesome than his father,
When a man gave birth to a son, he immediately tucked his tail between his legs like a pug.
The young people around Shokaku Ichiro are all arrogant. They are not very old and look similar to Shokaku Ichiro. Judging from their facial features, some are more pleasing to the eye than Shokaku Ichiro, and some are not.
It sounds even more awkward, but it's here
At their level, it doesn't matter whether they are handsome or ugly. Their morals have been corrupted to the point of scum. In the eyes of ordinary people, as long as they see them, they would like to hide away a kilometer away.
Lin Kun...
When Lin Kun punched Shokaku Ichiro in the face, Shokaku Ichiro's nose was crooked. Shokaku Ichiro staggered and took a big step back. Only then did he realize that he screamed.
It was as miserable and sharp as if someone had stabbed his young anus with an iron rod. Instead of covering his buttocks, his hands covered his crooked nose and mouth, and there was a pool of thick liquid in his palms.
Black blood stains.
"Baba...Baga!"
Shokaku Ichiro was angry. His angry face no longer looked obscene, but looked like a wrinkled butt. The beard on his mouth trembled, as if the wind had blown through the grass next to the smelly ditch, making a loud splash.
With a loud sound, he waved his big hand forward, and the young men around him, with their teeth and claws splayed, jumped towards Lin Kun like a dancing master.
Most of these young men who follow Ichiro Shoukaku like bugs are unemployed vagrants. They earn some reward money by kneeling and licking Ichiro Shoukaku, and then make themselves look like human beings. They know very well that they are
The value of this is that when someone attacks their master, they must pounce on him like a mad dog and knock him down with all his strength.
Bang!
Ding dong…
What followed was a series of punches and kicks accompanied by screams. The sounds of the punches and kicks were short and rapid, but the screams came one after another. When these young bug-like young men were teasing Chinese girls, they were all arrogant and blinking.
They all lay on the ground, and Lin Kun raised his foot and kicked their butts twice. These people just lay on the ground and couldn't get up.
Lin Kun looked at Shokaku Ichiro. This arrogant second generation ancestor, despite his powerful background, seemed to have never been so depressed. He originally concluded that Lin Kun was an outsider and a Chinese, so he had already made plans.
Yes, tonight
He wanted to beat up Lin Kun and throw him into the sea. As for whether the person who was maimed was thrown into the sea and died or lived in the end, he didn't care. Even if the police came to visit him, as long as he held an important position in the Hekou Group
Even when his father yelled, no one dared to arrest him.
The plan was one thing, but the reality was completely in the opposite direction. Ichiro Shoukaku couldn't imagine that someone in this town dared to confront him, let alone someone who dared to swing at him.
Fist, there is nothing he can't handle with the women he likes, especially foreign women. The more chaste and fierce those women are, the more sense of accomplishment he has, and the more energetic he will brag in front of his friends, and even
Will invite friends to ravage those poor girls.
If you do too much, someone will naturally punish you. The islanders also believe in gods, but in the eyes of Shokaku Ichiro, his father, who holds an important position in the Kawaguchi Group, is much more terrifying than the gods.
"You, you..."
Ichiro Shokaku looked at Lin Kun who was walking over, stepped back, and trembled inwardly: "Do you know who my father is? You offended me today. Don't think about hanging around here anymore!"
"My father is Songhe Yequan. He is the leader of the Hekou Group. He has a hundred ways to make you die. You will not die so easily. He will let people cut off your flesh inch by inch.
Throw it into the sea to feed the fish, your bones, your intestines, everything you have will be thrown into the sea..."
Click!
The music in the tavern stopped, and there was silence all around. Everyone, men, women, old and young, all turned their attention here. The security guard of the tavern wanted to step forward, but was stopped by a person in charge of the tavern.
, according to the inertial thinking, those who dare to fight against Shoukaku Ichiro will definitely not be ordinary people. They can't be offended in the tavern. The best way is to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.
With a "click" sound, the lighter in Lin Kun's hand lit up a cigarette in his mouth. He squinted his eyes slightly, hiding half of his face behind the smoke, looked at Matsuhe Ichiro and said: "
Apologize to this girl, our Chinese girls are not yours to tease, let alone insult."
The expression on Ichiro Shohe's face was slightly startled, and then he shouted, "Baga, are you farting? Do you know who you are talking to? I am Master Songhe, you asked me to apologize to her,
I……"
Bang!
Before Shokaku Ichiro could finish his words, a fist hit him and knocked out half of his teeth. He screamed, some of his teeth fell to the ground, and some of them were swallowed into his stomach.
inside.
Lin Kun didn't want to talk nonsense with him. If it takes too much time to trample an ant to death, then the word time is too worthless. A knife appeared in his hand, and his knife shone brightly, even if it was surrounded by
The light was dim, but the cold light of the white ghosts still shined like an incandescent lamp.
The light was warm, and the light lingering on the white ghost beasts was filled with cold murderous intent, which made people shudder. Those people around who were watching the fun suddenly realized that things were taking a turn for the worst.
As a result, no one felt sorry for Ichiro Shoukaku or
Panic, but everyone hopes that the knife in the hand of this tall and thin Chinese man can penetrate into the heart of this beast. This beast not only harms girls abroad, but also harms women in this country. Just because he is here tonight,
Everyone is on tenterhooks.
Shokaku Ichiro also felt fear. This fear climbed from the bottom of his heart to the top of his head, like a cold wind, making him tremble all over. When Lin Kun did not draw out the knife, he
Maybe there was still luck in his heart, but when he saw the knife, he seemed to see the God of Death. He quickly begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, you can't kill me..."
Lin Kun's steps seemed to be very slow. In fact, it was not that his steps were slow, but that Shohe Ichiro retreated too quickly. The Chinese girl who had been standing aside suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed Lin Kun's wrist, her beautiful big eyes flashing
She was holding her head, with two strands of hair hanging down on her face, and her voice was very low, "Don't..."
She only said one word before she was interrupted by Lin Kun with a smile, "This matter has nothing to do with you..." (To be continued)