Director Wang had clearly taken away the troublemaking gangsters just now.

Ma Fengchun said he was very happy.

He secretly decided to go to Director Wang later to express his gratitude.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this man named Liang appeared, Director Wang took the initiative to withdraw.

Ma Fengchun instantly understood two things:

First, this man’s surname is Liang, and he looks like him. Needless to say, he is from a tire store.

Second, I am only very familiar with Director Wang, so it doesn’t work.

Judging from Director Wang's performance just now, the man named Liang in front of him has a stronger relationship than him.

The situation we are facing now is that as soon as the police station leaves, those gangsters cheer even more happily.

Standing on the roadside, he spared no effort to show the hotel's "masterpiece" to passers-by.

This is clearly a rhythm that will stink up the hotel!

Ma Fengchun had no choice but to suppress his anger and asked Cao Mingkun:

"Xiao Cao, we have something to discuss. Please stop shouting on the roadside and come to the hotel first, okay?"

"Why do you want to go in?" Cao Mingkun exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Your hotel doesn't recognize the mung bean fly as yours, so we have to let the big guys judge it!"

"Even if it's a problem with our hotel -" The man was able to bend and stretch, but as soon as he said these words, Ma Fengchun almost shed tears. He was wronged.

"No matter what happens, we don't want any money from your table, okay?"

"Just don't need money? Isn't it too simple?" Cao Mingkun shouted,

“You can see the mung bean flies on the plate now, but what if you don’t see the mung bean flies and eat them in your stomach?

When you go in and take a look, there is a sick and fainted person lying on the table.

Can he wake up without money?"

Ma Fengchun was so angry that he almost cried.

Lai Ren is not so shameless, right?

Nausea, nausea and dizziness?

Never heard of it.

The guy lying on the table was obviously drunk.

When he entered the private room just now, he clearly heard the man lying on the table snoring.

The loud crackling and commotion in the house did not wake him up from his sweet dream.

Ma Fengchun took a deep breath: "Tell me clearly, how much do you want?"

"It doesn't matter how much money you give." Cao Mingkun said with an upright face:

“If I ask you for money, isn’t that considered blackmail?

We are not blackmailing people.

We just want your hotel to have a correct attitude.

Let’s see how we get rid of the mung bean flies we eat in our stomachs.

The one in the room who fainted due to nausea should be revived quickly!

Who wants your dirty money from opening a black shop?"

Black shop?

Ma Fengchun couldn't stand such words.

He also saw clearly again that the other party was really not blackmailing people.

They had already settled the situation for themselves, and they came here to take revenge on themselves for the tire store.

Just to keep yourself from getting off the stage.

How could someone ask for money?

The gangsters in front of me don't eat oil, salt, or soft or hard food.

Are they still going to be forced to death?

Ma Fengchun's face darkened: "Those named Cao, don't bully others too much."

Cao Mingkun spread his hands and said: "Who is bullying whom? You mean we can eat the mung bean flies without being sick or vomiting, is that right?"

"You want to cause trouble, right?" Ma Fengchun's expression began to become ferocious:

"You don't go out to find out who I am.

The reason why I endure it again and again is because I don't want to get involved with you little bastards.

I'm afraid that someone will die if I take action.

You can go ask around and think about how many people were crippled by me back then.

Since you won't let me go, don't blame me for being too harsh!"

As he said that, Ma Fengchun took two steps back.

Bang bang bang, a clean punch.

Although he only performed a few moves, he looked like a practicing martial artist at first glance.

Because there are several difficult moves in these combinations of moves.

For example, volley splits, backflips, etc.

The eyes of this gang of gangsters were wide-eyed.

Everyone has dreamed of being a hero since childhood, okay?

Until now, everyone dreams and hopes that they can have peerless martial arts!

Now that I have seen Ma Fengchun's clean and neat moves with my own eyes, everyone admires and envy them from the bottom of their hearts!

He even vaguely imagined whether he should become his teacher?

Ma Fengchun stopped his momentum, pointed at the gangsters and said, "I won't challenge you to a one-on-one fight, I'll let you all join together."

The gangsters looked at each other a little.

He has such good skills, are we going to be his match?

Ma Fengchun saw that the shock effect was very effective, so he continued to expand the victory: "You don't want to do it, do you? Well, I can give you courage. Each of you will be given a brick. If I don't move, you can say hello to my head."

Then he ordered the chefs behind him to move bricks in the backyard.

The bricks were brought out and placed in piles on the steps in front of the hotel.

Ma Fengchun went up and picked up a piece first, weighed it in his hand and showed it to the gangsters on the roadside: "Come here and get the bricks. Each of you has one piece. Hold it in your hand and point it at my head like this. Anyone who wants to hide is a dog."

-Adopted by mother."

As he said that, he picked up the brick and hit it on the top of his head.

With a snap, the brick broke into two pieces.

Ma Fengchun shook his head: "Do you understand, just smash it like this, come on."

The little gangsters were all stunned.

One of the gangsters couldn't help but exclaimed: "Digging, hard Qigong!"

"What kind of hard Qigong, Tietou Gong?" Another young gangster who was very knowledgeable corrected him.

The gangsters were unknowingly attracted to the bottom of the steps.

The hand holding the plate also dropped.

Everyone looked at Ma Fengchun with the eyes of pilgrims.

Ma Fengchun continues to expand the deterrent effect.

Asking someone to pull out the floor fan, he separated the protective net on the front of the floor fan with his hands, revealing a gap into which a finger could be inserted.

Then turn on the fan.

I saw him standing upright in front of the fan and doing a few moves that made his Dantian breathless.

Then suddenly he stuck his index finger into the fan.

Amid the exclamations of the onlookers, the fan struggled a few times and was finally pinned down with one finger.

Now the eyes of the little gangsters were even brighter.

I watch martial arts movies all day long and envy those heroes.

And now that martial arts is hot, qigong is even hotter.

Qigong is being vigorously promoted on television, radio, newspapers, magazines, professional books, and many audio and video tapes.
To be continued...