092 Chen Dahong VS Knife The 10th jade pendant for the old love
Brother Dali was on the phone nearby, and of course Chen Dahong heard it.
Chen Dahong just drinks too much and likes to cause trouble, and his memory is not very good, but he is not stupid.
Brother Dali has said this, how could he still not understand?
Chen Dahong finally remembered what Tiannan Group was. This was the Tiannan Group that his son was talking about before.
The Tiannan Group is very, very difficult to mess with.
You acted so fast. Is this the beginning of revenge? Are you waiting at the gate of No. 3 Middle School?
It is conceivable that Chen Dahong's character could not bear it, so he directly reported his name to Brother Dali.
If Chen Dong were here, he would definitely dissuade Chen Dahong.
It's a pity that it's not here.
Chen Dahong is like a wild horse that has escaped the reins and started to gallop freely.
Chen Dong’s father?!
Brother Dali was of course stunned, looked at Chen Dahong up and down, and said with a somewhat ugly face: "Brother...brother, don't be joking, how could you be Chen Dong's father..."
"Am I kidding you?" Chen Dahong pinched the back of Brother Dali's neck and said sullenly: "I am Chen Dong's father. I guarantee it's true."
"I know, you are the father..." Brother Dali grimaced in pain and sucked in cold air.
"I'm not your father, I'm Chen Dong's father!"
"Yes, yes, Chen Dong's father..." Brother Dali almost cried, "Brother, please let me go first!"
"Who is your eldest brother? Stop fucking with each other!" Chen Dahong slapped Brother Dali on the face.
Since it is the Tiannan Group that is looking for trouble for his son, then Chen Dahong will definitely not be able to be brothers with Brother Dali anymore.
This slap made Brother Dali's face swollen. Brother Dali said with a sad face: "Then what should I call you?"
"Call me grandpa!" Chen Dahong said: "From now on, when you see my son, you will automatically be shorter than me. Call me grandpa and call him dad!"
"Yes, yes, I know, grandpa..."
Brother Dali is really afraid of Chen Dahong. He has never seen such a terrifying character as Chen Dahong.
Chen Dahong was then satisfied, laughed "hehehe" for a while, grabbed Brother Dali's collar and walked outside.
Chen Dahong walks like the wind.
Brother Dali is also tall, and most people can't handle him, but in front of Chen Dahong, he looks like a pitiful little chicken.
"Grandpa, where are you going?" Brother Dali was trembling all over.
Chen Dahong looked left and right, then grabbed Brother Dali and entered the small park opposite No. 3 Middle School.
"Sit here!"
Walking to a flower bed, Chen Dahong kicked Brother Dali in the butt, and Brother Dali quickly sat down.
Chen Dahong asked: "Who called you just now?"
"My brother-in-law." Brother Dali said, "He is the branch leader of Tiannan Group, his name is Pan Yan."
Chen Dahong heard his son mention this name and was sure it was an enemy.
It's this group of guys who are causing such trouble that my son can't go to school.
When his son is in trouble, of course the father has to step forward. Why is he just hiding away?
Chen Dahong nodded: "Your brother-in-law just said who he sent to find me and my son?"
"Knife." Brother Dali immediately said: "Knife is the strongest thug under my brother-in-law. People call him the God of Death! When the knife is shot, the sand will fly away. It's him. This guy is quite powerful. It is said that he has some weapons in his hand.
Several murder cases..."
Chen Dahong sneered: "Call him over!"
Brother Dali trembled: "What are you doing?"
"I will meet him!"
"Grandpa, no!" Brother Dali said seriously: "Grandpa, I know you are good at fighting, which is why I am willing to follow you, but you are not on the same level as the knife. The knife really dares to kill people, and
Hooligans like us are different...Grandpa, listen to my advice, I will be a middleman and reconcile with my brother-in-law. No matter how hard you fight, you will still be alone. My brother-in-law is backed by Tiannan Group..."
"Stop talking nonsense and call me a knife!" Chen Dahong slapped Brother Dali in the mouth again.
Brother Dali had nothing to say, so he had to take out his mobile phone.
"Grandpa, what should I say?"
"Whatever you say, just lure him to the small park opposite No. 3 Middle School."
Brother Dali nodded and dialed Daozi's number.
"Knife, what are you doing?"
"I'm looking for someone to talk to." Daozi's tone was cold. He was as tired of this Dali brother as Pan Yan.
"Oh, can you come to the small park opposite No. 3 Middle School?"
"What?"
"I...I've prepared a barbecue here and asked you to come over and have some."
"No time! Are you okay? If not, I'll hang up."
"Yes, yes, don't hang up yet... Well, I found two girls, do you want to come and play together?"
"I told you I'm not free..."
Daozi hung up the phone.
Brother Dali looked at Chen Dahong helplessly.
"You're so damn useless..." Chen Dahong almost vomited blood. He had never seen such a stupid person.
Chen Dahong snatched Brother Dali's cell phone and called Daozi again.
"Are you okay?" Daozi's tone became increasingly unhappy.
"My name is Chen Dahong. I am Chen Dong's father. I will wait for you in the small park opposite No. 3 Middle School." After saying that, Chen Dahong hung up the phone.
Brother Dali said with a sad face: "Grandpa, if I could say that, I would have succeeded long ago..."
Chen Dahong sat down on the ground, took out a bottle of Erguotou from his arms, and drank several gulps.
"Come, tell me about your brother-in-law."
How could Brother Dali dare to hide it? He told Chen Dahong everything.
At the end of the story, Brother Dali sighed and said: "Grandpa, you know how terrible my brother-in-law is. I also really admire you as a talent. If we can reconcile, I will follow you in the future. Our grandfather and grandson
For two people to dominate No. 3 Middle School, isn't that endless glory and wealth..."
Chen Dahong said: "Your brother-in-law is so powerful, why do you think you are so miserable?"
Brother Dali's face turned slightly red: "I don't want to rely on connections. I want to rely on myself to create a world."
"Okay." Chen Dahong touched his nose: "You can conquer the world, I can just beat your brother-in-law."
Chen Dahong actually has no ambitions. He only needs to stutter, drink, and no one bullies his son.
Seeing that Chen Dahong was still so stubborn, Brother Dali sighed and said: "Grandpa, it's not me who is attacking you. You may not be a match for Daozi. I know Daozi very well. Even if he does nothing every day, my brother-in-law
Also give him hundreds of thousands a year... Do you think he is scary?"
Chen Dahong sneered and said: "Really? Then let him try it!"
As he was talking, footsteps sounded, and sure enough, someone walked in.
"Who is Chen Dahong?" A cold voice sounded.
"That's me." Chen Dahong stood up unsteadily. He had just downed half a bottle of Erguotou and his mind was still a little unclear.
Brother Dali quietly moved to the side.
The person who came was indeed a knife.
Daozi searched for Chen Dong near No. 3 Middle School. He concluded that the father and son would not go too far, but he did not expect that Chen Dahong would take the initiative to call.
Daozi admires Chen Dahong's courage, but a country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. No matter how hard he fights, he is still a toad sitting in a well watching the sky.
Daozi knew that Chen Dahong had killed Sanzi and others by himself, but after carefully observing the injuries of Sanzi and others, he concluded that Chen Dahong was not a practicing martial artist, but just a martial artist with some brute force.
Knives are different. He has learned it from scratch, and he can play with magic with a butterfly knife.
So he came alone.
He is sure to take care of Chen Dahong by himself!
Otherwise, he would not be eligible to receive Tiannan Group's annual salary of hundreds of thousands.
But when he actually saw Chen Dahong, Daozi couldn't help but take a breath, because Chen Dahong was really tall and strong, standing there like a mountain.
Black and steep mountains.
However, his body was swaying and there was a strong smell of alcohol.
I can't bear to bully a drunkard with a knife.
"Are you Chen Dahong?" Daozi approached and asked.
"I am."
"Did you hurt Sanzi and the others?"
"I don't know who the third son is, but I did beat up a few shady guys before."
Daozi didn't speak anymore, but looked left and right, glanced at Brother Dali, and then asked: "Where is your son?"
"What do you care about my son? If you have a grudge or a grudge, just come to me."
"My mission is to capture you both." Dao Zi paused and said, "And you have to live."
Chen Dahong laughed: "Really? Let's talk about it after you can win."
Dao Zi sneered, suddenly kicked off his feet, and rushed towards Chen Dahong, as fast as lightning.
Chen Dahong also raised his fist as big as a casserole and smashed it.
At this moment, a flash of light flashed in the knife's hand, and a shiny butterfly knife suddenly appeared, and a cold light suddenly struck Chen Dahong.
Chen Dahong was really startled. He didn't expect that the knife would suddenly move. In addition, his mind was a little unclear, so he blocked it with his arm.
"Whoosh!"
The sword flashed across, a splash of blood splashed out, and Chen Dahong had a cut on his arm.
"Let you go crazy again!" The knife snorted coldly and slashed away again.
Chen Dahong was much calmer and did not use his arm to block it. Instead, he ducked away from the knife and grabbed the knife's wrist.
The knife was startled and he wanted to pull his hand out, but it didn't move.
Chen Dahong's hands are like iron pliers.
This guy has so much strength!
These were the last words in Daozi's mind.
Because next, Chen Dahong punched hard and hit the knife on the fragile bridge of the nose.
With just one punch, the knife made his vision black and he fainted.
But Chen Dahong did not let him go.
Thinking that this guy wanted to take his son back and keep him alive, Chen Dahong became angry and punched the knife in the face again and again.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
After about ten punches, the knife made no movement at all, and Chen Dahong released his wrist from the knife.
The knife fell limply, its face was of course completely human-like, and the butterfly knife also fell to the ground with a clang.
Then, Chen Dahong turned to look at Brother Dali.
Brother Dali, who was sitting on the ground, was dumbfounded.
This was the first time he had seen someone knock out with just one punch.
"Grandpa...Grandpa...you are really powerful..." Brother Dali said tremblingly.
Chen Dahong suddenly ran towards Brother Dali.
Brother Dali knew what Chen Dahong wanted to do and exclaimed: "Grandpa, no!"
But it was too late, Chen Dahong kicked Brother Dali hard in the face.
Brother Dali rolled over twice and fainted.
Chen Dahong tore off a strip of cloth from Brother Dali's clothes, wrapped it around the injury on his arm, touched his nose, and murmured: "Just now he said where Pan Yan's family is... Oh yes, I remembered it.
,Tongjing Garden!”
Chen Dahong turned around and walked towards the outside of the park...