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Chapter 128 Transfer a battalion

The charming woman standing at the door saw the strong man being kicked down by Long Hao, and her face turned pale with fright. She hurriedly ran in to help him and asked: "Master Gong, are you okay? Are you not injured?"

"Get out of my way." Mr. Gong stood up and held his stomach with a look of pain on his face, then pointed at the bed tent and roared: "What little bitch? Let me see who dares to kick me."

"Sister, are all your security guards here eating shit? Isn't there a first-come, first-served rule?" Long Hao didn't move, his voice was cold.

Mr. Gong snorted coldly: "First come, first served? Haha, that's the rule."

"Qiu Meng must get to my room within five minutes, otherwise, your red night club will be smashed today." Mr. Gong turned his head and roared at the charming woman, turned around and walked out.

The charming woman's face became more and more panicked. She hurriedly walked to the bedside, nodded and bowed to Long Hao and smiled: "Boss, I'm really sorry, we can't afford to offend Mr. Gong."

"Can you let Qiu Meng go to his side? I'll call you three more beauties here. In addition, all the money tonight will be returned in full. Do you think that's okay?"

Such a condition has been made, and the charming woman has no choice but to do it.

Mr. Gong is a subordinate of Emperor Jinzhou. He said that if he wants to destroy the Hongye Club, then he can really destroy it.

She feels that such conditions are acceptable to all bosses.

"No." Unexpectedly, Long Hao hummed these two words.

The charming woman's face suddenly changed and she said coldly: "Boss, you may not know the background of Mr. Gong. He is the brother-in-law of Kong Shaoxiong, the Emperor of Jinzhou. Even our boss is polite to him."

"It's a trivial matter that my small store was smashed. If you offend anyone and break an arm or a leg, you'll be in big trouble."

Hearing this suggestive threat, Long Hao chuckled: "Then you can ask him to try?"

"Qiu Meng, this boss refuses to eat his toast. Come with me immediately so that the blood doesn't splash on you later." The charming woman said and reached out to pull the woman on the bed.

Unexpectedly, the woman inside pushed her hand away and said, "Sister Yu, there should be rules in everything. Besides, I don't like Boss Gong, he will do anything."

"Qiu Meng, are you going to rebel too? You have to know that if you piss off Master Gong, the consequences will be no joke?" Sister Yu shouted coldly.

"Those who look down upon others, get out of here too." Long Hao suddenly shouted coldly.

Sister Yu was very angry and said coldly: "Okay, boss, you said this yourself. Then you will be responsible for the consequences!"

"You don't seem to be afraid at all." Long Hao suddenly asked.

The woman sat on the edge of the bed, her beautiful legs exposed from the bed curtain, and said with a half-smile: "I've seen it too much, so I'm not afraid anymore."

Soon, a shirtless Mr. Gong rushed in with an ax in his hand and four or five young men who were also covered in tattoos.

"You little bastard, do you still dare to ask me to come over and try? Come on, if you don't want to die, come out first and kowtow to grandpa three times. Otherwise, I will chop off your third leg today." Master Gong waved his hand.

The ax points to the wooden bed.

The woman turned her head and glanced at Long Hao, seeing that he was still lying on his stomach as if he was asleep.

She was a little scared, so she turned around and hid on the inner side of Long Hao's body.

"Hit him for me." Upon seeing this, Master Gong roared angrily.

Four or five gangsters punched and rushed towards the wooden bed. A big thick leg suddenly popped out of the window and kicked several times. Several gangsters were kicked in the abdomen and flew out screaming.

Seeing several of his men KO in an instant, and rolling on the ground holding their stomachs, Master Gong's face became more and more ferocious as the battle was lost.

"I don't believe your legs can be harder than my axe." He roared and swung the ax towards the bed.

The sharp ax struck the bed with a whistling sound, and the woman inside opened her beautiful eyes wide with fear. Master Gong's aura was indeed scary.

Just when the ax fell, Long Hao's body bounced up quickly, his right hand reached out of the bed tent, his fingers spread like a bag to retrieve something, and he grabbed the ax in Master Gong's hand.

Master Gong's expression changed, and an extremely domineering force burst out from his hand. He could no longer hold the handle of the axe, and it was snatched away by that big hand.

Unexpectedly, the hand holding the ax suddenly fell down, and with a twist of the wrist, the sharp edge of the ax cut into the front of both of Mr. Gong's thighs.

Pfft...

Blood spattered, and Master Gong felt severe pain spread across his legs. He lowered his head and screamed. He couldn't control his body and fell to his knees on the bed.

"Call me, call me and ask a hundred people to come here. I'm going to chop this beast into pieces and feed it to the dogs today." Master Gong stretched out his hand to press the wounds on his legs, raised his head and roared at the injured boys behind him.

Bang!

The ax fell to the ground, and Long Hao said: "Don't be stunned, continue massaging me."

The woman next to her trembled and came to her senses. Working in such an environment, her heartbeat could not be controlled and accelerated rapidly.

When Sister Yu ran over with several security guards, she saw a pool of blood under Mr. Gong's body, and he was kneeling on the bed. The woman inside was half-kneeling to give Long Hao a massage.

Her face turned pale with fright, and she pointed at the wooden bed and roared: "If you dare to hurt Mr. Gong, you are dead. My dear, you are dead."

Several security guards came to help him, but Long Hao shouted coldly: "No one is allowed to touch him, get away from me."

With a cold shout, several security guards trembled in fright and did not dare to move. They turned to look at Sister Yu.

"I, I'll call the boss right away. It's over, it's over." Sister Yu took out her cell phone tremblingly and immediately dialed the boss's number.

Inside the bed tent, Long Hao patted the woman's thigh and signaled her to stop.

Then he got up and picked up the cell phone next to the pillow, found Qipang's number and dialed it. It took a while for the call to be connected, and the sound of a woman breathing could be heard.

"Huhu, brother, what, what's the matter?"

"Transfer a battalion from the nearest place."

"Okay, right away."

Putting down his phone, Long Hao turned over and lay down again: "Continue."

The woman was stunned, a camp? What is that?

About half an hour later, Mr. Gong was kneeling on the bed and his face was pale due to excessive blood loss. At this time, there were bursts of rapid braking sounds and the angry roars of some people downstairs.

Master Gong raised his head ferociously and said ferociously into the bed tent: "Boy, if I don't chop you into pieces today, my surname will not be Gong."

"You're from Male Gobi. You can't even have fun when you come out to have fun. Boss, what happened?" Huang Xiaoxie was still holding up his pants when he walked in, his face full of anger.

Then Qipang also walked in.

As soon as the two came in, there was a rush of footsteps behind them, and gangsters wearing black vests and fierce faces rushed into the room quickly.

Then more than a dozen security guards rushed in. The group of security guards quickly dispersed, and a middle-aged man wearing a white suit walked in.

"Boss, you're here, look at Mr. Gong, something big has happened." Sister Yu quickly ran towards the man in white with a cry in her voice.

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