"What, are you telling the truth?" Wang Meng couldn't help but frown when he received Zhang Hong's call.
Duan Lin was thrown into the house, and someone came to seek revenge on Duan Hu. This matter was not trivial.
"Of course it's true, Mengzi, bring someone here quickly, I think that person is not simple." Zhang Hong urged.
Wang Meng shrank his pupils. What do you mean that person is not simple? Is there only one person here?
But there are dozens of younger brothers in Duan Hu's villa at any time. It's possible that the person coming is a devil, and so many people can't calm him down.[
"Brother Zhang, what do you mean, there is only one person here?" Wang Meng still couldn't hold back and asked the question in his heart.
"That's right. Hey, stop talking and come here quickly. I'm hanging up." Zhang Hong hung up the phone hurriedly.
Holding the phone with a busy signal, Wang Meng fell into deep thought. Who did Duan Hu offend? If the other party dared to come alone, it meant that he had absolute strength and was not afraid of dozens of people.
If someone is not afraid of dozens of people with guns, then the situation becomes complicated.
Wang Meng and Zhang Hong are the two fierce generals in Duan Hu's hands. They are indispensable for the development of the Xiaodao Society into one of the three major gangs in Qingnan City and control of the entire Dongcheng District.
"Brother Meng, what happened?" A younger brother next to Wang Meng asked. Even though he didn't know the content of the call, it could be seen from Wang Meng's expression that something big had happened.
"Xiao Lang, gather the brothers and take them to Ouyang Garden." After pondering for a moment, Wang Meng turned to Xiao Lang and said, "Wait, take your own people."
Xiaolang looked at Wang Meng hesitantly. This so-called one of his own was actually Wang Meng's cronies. It seemed that something big had happened. Of course, as the younger brother, he didn't think much about it and nodded heavily, "I understand, Brother Meng.
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Duan Hu has been around since he was a teenager. From a small gangster to the leader of a gang today, he has gone through a lot of ups and downs. It has been almost 30 years since he took the position of Xiaodaohuihui leader.
Has he seen blood? Has he seen killing?
Of course I've seen him before, he crawled out from among the dead.
But even so, I felt a chill when facing the young man in front of me.
And this feeling is getting stronger and stronger.
"Young man, you are looking for death." Duan Hu tried hard to control his emotions. Although this young man felt very powerful, he had thirty or forty guns here, and another group of people was also rushing here.
Come.
In today's situation, no matter who this young man is, there is no chance of survival.
The only son of the dignified boss of the Little Knife Club had an arm crippled in front of him. If he doesn't take revenge, let's ask how he, Duan Hu, will gain a foothold on the road in the future.
"Boss Duan really has such confidence." Mu Feng glanced at a group of men in black holding guns. He was not afraid, on the contrary, he was very calm.
"I admire your courage. Although I don't know why you came to the door, you made a very unwise choice today." Duan Hu sneered.[
Mu Feng shook his head, his pupils suddenly shot out two rays of cold light, and he looked directly at Duan Hu. This look was full of coldness, this look was frightening, and this look made Duan Hu couldn't help but take two steps back.
"Duan Hu, it's only been three days, and you don't remember me. You can't even hear my voice. I said I would come to you." Mu Feng locked on Duan Hu like a falcon.
After listening to Mu Feng's words, Duan Hu's whole body suddenly stiffened.
This person is
He finally remembered that this person was the person on the phone, the person who killed the nine shots.
No wonder he had no fear, no wonder he dared to come alone.
It was only then that Duan Hu came back to his senses. The confidence he had just now suddenly fell to the bottom.
"It's you."
"It's me." Mu Feng took two steps forward, "You shouldn't attack a woman. The underworld has its own rules. You have gone too far."
Duan Hu gritted his teeth and hid behind Zhang Hong, trying to stay calm, "I know you are very powerful, but do you think you can kill me?"
“You’ll know if you try it.”
"Dream, kill him." Duan Hu pointed at Mu Feng in a panic.
Zhang Hong didn't understand why Duan Hu was suddenly so scared, but he didn't think much about it. When Duan Hu gave the order, he raised his hand and fired.
Zhang Hong fired, and a group of men in black surrounding Mu Feng also fired.
In an instant, the crackling sound of gunfire was deafening.
Seeing the dense bullets hitting Mu Feng, the timid Duan Hu finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
Being able to kill with nine spears is very powerful, right? But if you are under a child, you will still die.
However, Duan Hu's smile did not last long before it solidified, because Mu Feng, who was hit by dozens of guns in succession, did not die as he imagined, nor did he shed blood. Instead, he looked at him with a smile.
"No, it's impossible, what are you doing?" Duan Hu swallowed his saliva and looked at Mu Feng in disbelief.
Zhang Hong and the men in black were also shocked.
At least hundreds of bullets were fired at this man. Why was he okay? Why?
"Are you curious?" Mufeng stretched out his hand and pawed on his body, then dropped the two heads one by one on the ground. The clear sound of each head hitting the floor made everyone nervous. [
The large-caliber sniper rifle can only leave small scars on Mufeng's body, ****? It can only cause a little pain.
"Three Transformations of Demonic Body Refining", the supreme body refining technique of the demon sect in the world of cultivation, can only be described in two simple words for Mu Feng.
A person who is afraid of his son!
How can this be!
In the Chinese underworld, those who are equipped with firearms are either powerful or ruthless, and they have seen countless hardships.
However, I have never seen a person who is afraid of his son.
Nervous, cautious, scared, worried****
Every mentality instantly occupies everyone's heart.
"Duan Hu, you should never attack Xia Ruoxue. Do you know why? Because she is my woman! I don't allow anyone to hurt my woman, do you understand?"
Mu Feng's voice was very soft, but every word struck Duan Hu's heart like a heavy hammer.
"you"
"Kill! Kill him, kill this devil." Duan Hu took out a gun from his body and shot all the bullets in the gun in one breath.
When the last eggshell fell to the ground, the wood wind moved and he disappeared.
In the hall of the villa, I could only see an afterimage floating continuously.
At the same time, one person after another kept screaming, blood splattered everywhere, dyeing everything red.
Bloody, bloody!
In just two or three minutes, none of the thirty gunmen remained standing. They all fell to the ground and were soaked in a pool of blood. Not a single intact body could be found.
There were only three people left, Zhang Hong, Duan Hu, and Duan Lin, who lost an arm and fell into a coma.
"Some people once said that I was a devil and that I killed people like crazy. I thought those days no longer existed, but" Mu Feng stared at Duan Hu closely, "it was you, it was you who made me put on this coat again."