Tingdong turned to Meng Xiaoguang, Fan Qiang and Li Dayong: "You three, get on your bicycles and follow me. The target is Mount King Kong. We'll be there in ten minutes. Xiaohong, don't be anxious. Go back slowly. We're leaving first."

"

Then he got on his bicycle, separated the crowd, and the three of them flew away.

Mount Kumgang, the hall downstairs was in a mess, the windows and everything that could be broken were smashed.

A dark, thin, middle-aged man sat elegantly on the chair in the middle, with his legs crossed, a cigar in his mouth, and his body swaying slightly.

There is another person sitting next to him, he is in his twenties, fair-skinned, and fat. The two are just the opposite, one is dark and thin, and the other is fair and fat.

The dark and skinny one is Huang Er, a well-known social figure in Jiangcheng. He has been in and out of prison several times, and has a group of idle people and people released from labor under his command.

He glanced at the plump young man and whispered: "How about it, Mr. Jiang, let's withdraw. Let's give them a blow today, and continue to come tomorrow until they stop business. As long as they stay in business, they will have no source of livelihood.

That little bitch is not meat on your chopping board, hahaha."

Mr. Jiang frowned and said: "Just withdrawing the troops so hastily? This is not your style, Mr. Huang, is it? You call someone to call that little bitch down. I still have to train her. I, Jiang Laoliu, are interested in the woman.

There’s nothing he can’t get her hands on, I want to see what she can rely on, so that she doesn’t take Mr. Liu seriously.”

"Let's wait another day, Sixth Brother. Sooner or later, she won't be able to fly. It'll be too long. I'm afraid the police will come. Lan Zhengming is not easy to talk to." After all, Huang Er has been around for many years, and he has a little more scruples in his heart.

Jiang Laoliu glanced at Huang Er with disdain: "Second brother, why are you getting timid as you get more involved in the world? Lan Zhengming is nothing, he just relies on having a brother-in-law who is a member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, Luo Hanguang

But the popular person in front of Director Feng will soon be the deputy director, and if he can’t deal with Lan Zhengming, he’s been living in vain all these years.”

Then he glanced at the pockmarked face standing behind him and said loudly: "Ma Si, go upstairs and bring that little Korean girl down for me. I'm going to take her away today, but I want to taste her."

Isn’t that place really cool? Hahaha! Mr. Liu will reward you later.”

Ma Si glanced at Huang Er, who nodded.

Ma Si agreed: "Okay, Mr. Liu, just take a look." Then he strode up to the second floor.

Then there were screams and curses on the second floor. Then, the tall Ma Si grabbed Pu Zhenzi by one arm like a chicken and took her down, followed by several young women.

The waiter came to Jiang Laoliu and went to the next place. Pu Zhenzi sat on the floor.

Jiang Laoliu had a lewd smile on his face, "How about it, little girl, Mr. Liu, I have admired your name for a long time. Your husband has already gone to the west of Hexi. Aren't you lonely alone? Let Mr. Liu work hard."

, I will accompany you well tonight, serve the sixth master well, and ensure that you have food and drink in the future. If there is anything good about this shabby shop, let it be left to the second master. Why bother with this, right?

"

"Bah! You hooligans, I won't give you the hotel for nothing even if I die. Just give up. I don't believe there is no law in this society. Zhang Yuzhong is your end." Pu Zhenzi.

He stretched out his purple wool sweater that was wrinkled by Ma Si and stood up.

"Okay, I'm proud of you for being like this. You have enough taste, and you must be good in bed. I'm going to make a decision for you today, Mr. Liu. Ma Si, pull her up in the car and go back to my mansion, hahaha!" Jiang Laoliu!

Laughing loudly and proudly.

Before the laughter stopped, I heard two "thump, thump" sounds at the gate, as if someone fell down, and then came the screams of "Oh my god, my god!"

Huang Er's expression changed, he immediately stood up and shouted, "Brothers, copy the guy."

Behind him were several vicious thugs who immediately showed off their sticks and machetes and stared at the door eagerly.

Four fourteen or five-year-old young people walked in generously. Three of them were tall and tall, and only one was short and fat. Needless to say, they were Zhou Tingdong and the short and fat one was Fan Qiang.

Four people lined up and stood at the door, and the entire door was blocked.

Huang Er rolled his eyes and laughed loudly: "I wonder which of the four of you is the brother Lai San'er, brother, I have admired your name for a long time."

Zhou Tingdong glanced at Huang Er and replied in a cold tone: "I am Lai San'er, you are Huang Er, who is he?" He pointed at Jiang Laoliu with his hand.

Huang Er narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "This is my sixth brother, Mr. Jiang Liu, the son of Director Jiang of the foundry."

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