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Chapter 59 Calm down

"Boss Hao, you must have recognized the wrong person. Although I have only seen photos of the famous Academician Changsun in the Federation, he is extremely beautiful. Although Miss Sun is also pretty and charming, she cannot be compared with Academician Changsun." Old Li briefly said

After being horrified, he glanced at Changsun Xueqing, whose face remained calm, and explained with a wry smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, even if our adventure group has the strength, we don't have the courage! Especially according to what you said, Boss Hao, Academician Changsun is still the daughter of President Changsun..." The man in the suit added with a pale face.

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It's not that he's brave enough, but that he's timid enough. The man in the suit, who often operates on the edge of danger, knows very well that if he doesn't explain clearly, an extremely tragic fate must be waiting for him.

If such a big shot fell into the hands of these people, she might still be alive, but the others would definitely be silenced. Anyone else would do the same thing. Looking at the serious look in the bald head's eyes, any normal person would know that he would definitely

There won't be any good intentions.

In the heart of the man in the suit, he resented Tang Lang to the core. If he hadn't taken the risk on his own initiative to come here to exchange for supplies, even if he died of starvation and thirst in the Gobi desert, he would have been much better than now! Even the handsome man

He also hated the eldest son Xueqing. In his opinion, that woman with an indifferent face was Tang Lang's accomplice.

In this world, many people are like this. After drinking water, they forget about the well digger. They only think of putting him in danger, but never think that if it weren't for Tang Lang and the indifferent woman, he might be there.

He died yesterday at the gunpoint of an air robber.

The bald man tilted his head slightly, stared at Lao Li, and said solemnly: "Brother, do you think I like to joke a lot?"

Jerry, who had just been talking about being a friend and a friend, walked out from the side, grabbed Lao Li's neck, and pushed his head to the table beside him. His face was instantly filled with ferocity.

At the same time, the other hand pulled out a single-edged knife from the knife bag tied to his leg. The sharp blade was placed on the aorta that did not dare to struggle and stretched out his hands to show that he did not resist Lao Li's explosion. He spoke in a gentle and gentle tone.

He said gloomily: "Friend, is this the name that a person like you can call Boss Hao? Remember, you have to be called Mr. Hao. Do you know how high your blood can spurt if I just pull it lightly? I can

I am very responsible to tell you that it can spray to the roof and be five or six meters high!"

His tone was gentle, but Jerry's hands were quietly exerting force. Feeling the sharpness of the blade on his skin and the pain of lack of oxygen, it was difficult for Lao Jianghu to remain calm at this moment. His frightened eyes bulged, and he tried his best to use them.

He squeezed Jerry's terrifying hands with his hands and whimpered for mercy.

Seeing this scene, the man in the suit was so frightened that his legs weakened and he collapsed directly to the ground, with a pool of water gushing out between his buttocks.

It has to be said that there is still a lot of water in his body. This is the second time in less than 24 hours that he has peed.

Seeing this scene, the tattooed men around them laughed wildly, just like the demon king in Journey to the West captured Tang Monk, and the little demons were about to eat Tang Monk's flesh and become immortal.

Apart from being manic, all that is left is stupidity.

And this is the characteristic of a social structure full of violence. A violent social structure can only exist for simple-minded thugs and cannot tolerate smart people. Even if you are not manic, there is no way for the boss who sits on the most violent throne to feel

The wonderful feeling of pleasure brought by violence.

At least, the big bald man watched with great interest as his subordinates expressed their allegiance to him in such a bloody and violent way. Especially the frightened expressions on the two men's faces and the surrounding atmosphere made him intoxicated.

"Brother, how did you conclude that the lady next to me is the eldest son Xueqing?"

The whole place suddenly became quiet. Before the bald head tilted his head, the grinning punk's face froze and he looked back at Tang Lang in disbelief.

He couldn't believe that even though he was so cruel, someone still called him boss like that, and even called him brother directly. Could it be that what he just said was a fart?

Although Changsun Xueqing's face was calm, her heart was beating suddenly. This was because she was not so nervous even when the big bald man suddenly revealed her identity just now. Because she was the only one present who knew that this seemingly

The fighting power of the ordinary young man and his strong fighting spirit, she could now smell the extremely dangerous aura in his calm expression again.

She was 100% sure that this man was going to fight back, even in this environment of absolute disadvantage surrounded by enemies. But this time, there was no jungle to lay traps for him, and there were no firearms for him to snipe from a distance, and the enemy

, up to hundreds, and they also have guns.

The man in the suit looked at Tang Lang who spoke calmly next to him in a daze, as if looking at a monster who didn't know what life and death was. Lao Li just explained a sentence and almost had his carotid artery cut open like a butchered pig. Tang Lang

Lang still asked a question at this time, this is simply a lunatic who doesn't know what life and death are.

No, it's an ordinary psychopath challenging a group of demonic psychopaths.

Facing a group of people who looked at him like they were crazy, Tang Lang looked calm and looked at the big bald head calmly. It was as if he didn't know that the man in front of him was the boss of the "Bald Party", the most powerful force in the black market town. He could...

Decide on his life or death.

"Boy, are you looking for death?" The punk head threw away Lao Li, who was almost out of breath, like a sack. He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the sharp blade on his hand. "You are much younger, and your blood must be better than that

The bad old man squirted much higher."

The blood-smelling threat made the man in a suit collapse on the ground lose control of his bladder again.

Tang Lang glanced at this person calmly: "Your knife has already cut your tongue."

The punk head almost spit out blood.

The hairs all over the bodies of Changsun Xueqing and Lao Li, who was covering their necks and breathing desperately with their mouths wide open, stood on end.

What is this? Ridicule? Or disdain?

Yes, just disdainful.

Just like a tiger looking at a hyena with disdain, it is the superiority brought about by the biological level.

Tang Lang could punch immediately and smash the single-edged knife into the punk's mouth. Facing the enemy, he still pointed the blade at himself. Such a scumbag, Tang Lang could KO within 30 seconds.

He is ten.

The punk head's eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly swung the knife and was about to pounce on Tang Lang, but was stopped by the big bald head laughing loudly.

"Haha, boy, you have courage." The big bald head laughed again. "There are really not many young people who have courage nowadays. You can be regarded as the most courageous young man I have seen in the past five years. If

You're not lying to me, I think I will like you."

"Oh? Let me ask you this, big brother, I used terrain vehicles in exchange for supplies, and the terrain vehicles have already arrived, how can I deceive me?" Tang Lang asked in a calm tone.

"Yes, your lies were perfectly spun, but you shouldn't have come to me in a truck with the logo of Niall and told me about the adventure group." The bald man shook his head and sighed. "What if, Lafite?

I still don’t know that the three major air pirate gangs on the planet are chasing their prey, so my black market town has really lost its meaning for a long time.”

"That doesn't prove anything? Maybe it's because we are more compatible with my Endeavor Adventure Group, and it's just the big truck Nior gave us." Tang Lang's expression did not change.

"Asshole, when did that guy Niall become so generous?" The punk head was almost stunned by Tang Lang's statement, and turned to look at the bald head: "Boss, as soon as I saw the sign on his carriage, I was sure

They are the guys that Niall and Romande are following. That pattern means that people outside of Rafi Planet don’t recognize it. Otherwise, I would really have been fooled by them.”

Only then did Tang Lang and the four of them suddenly realize why this guy suddenly changed his face so quickly. It turned out that they knew their origins through the signs.

However, even if they knew it was a sign, Tang Lang and others could not do anything about it. It was like a watermark, and it could not be removed without digging it out completely.


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