"A bastard who can't even afford a house in Mohai and has lost his job. Even if he is now a bodyguard, I don't think he is a great person." Tong Yingchun frowned and became confused.
"Tong Er Shao, did you make a mistake? This person doesn't seem to take us seriously at all."
Another person said: "I think this kid has a brain problem. What are the identities of Tong Shao and De Shao? This kid just wants to kill himself with an egg against a stone."
"Yes, if I had the ability, I wouldn't stand here alone!"
"He's just a fool looking for a fight! Tong Shaode Shao, otherwise we won't bother with that. Just the few of us, can't we deal with him?"
Mr. De waved his hand, raised the corners of his mouth, and said: "If this person were easy to deal with, he wouldn't be standing here now but trembling with fear. I want to see what kind of ability this person has. Can he compete with Tong Er?"
Stop yelling!"
This man is quite smart, he just excluded himself in one sentence.
However, he wanted to retreat, but Fan Jianqiang did not exclude him.
"That Young Master, right? You are quite arrogant, you must be a person. Didn't you say that you want me to lick you? If you apologize to me now, I can forgive you. You only have one chance! It's up to you!
"
Fan Jianqiang is really not a person who likes to cause trouble, but Mr. De is too arrogant to insult him like this. It would be abnormal for Fan Jianqiang to hold back and give in. What is his identity?
Intern God!
No matter what the identity and background of this young dean is, if you have any grudges, you must avenge them first!
Mr. De was extremely angry and laughed back: "What are you talking about! Do you want me to apologize to you?"
Fan Jianqiang raised his handsome eyebrows: "You don't want to? I'm sure you won't. It doesn't matter. You will agree later."
"Fuck you! Boy, you angered me! I want you to pay the price!" Mr. De's expression became ferocious, "I, Kunde, swear here today that if we fail to break your limbs today, we will
Kunde will no longer hang out in Mohai!"
Tong Yingchun laughed happily, looking at Fan Jianqiang's eyes as if looking at a death row prisoner who was about to die.
"Mr. Fan, I regret to inform you that you are in big trouble. Do you know who Mr. De is? You are simply too ignorant. It's okay for you to offend me. But you dare to offend Mr. De. You will die."
It’s settled! No one can save you!"
Damn it, what is the background of this young man?! No one can save me? Do I need anyone to save me? No matter who you are, I will play with you to the end today!
Fan Jianqiang is stubborn. If someone bullies him or bullies his relatives or family members, he will take revenge even if it means breaking the news!
If you treat me well, I will repay you tenfold; if you insult me, I will make you suffer the consequences!
Fan Jianqiang has made up his mind. At this time, even if someone tells him that this Fang Kunde is the King of Heaven, he will not give in even half a step!
"Okay, very good, I want to see what you are capable of! Fang Kunde, right? Tong Yingchun, hehe, you can just come over here!"
"Crazy! So crazy! I, Fang Kunde, have not seen such a crazy person in many years!" Fang Kunde took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers with a sinister look on his face.
Several of the surrounding gangsters were making noises. Two clever thugs actually got two high-backed chairs from nowhere and moved them to the parking lot for Fang Kunde and Tong Yingchun to sit in. A van arrived.
He suddenly braked on the roadside. Nearly thirty men filed out of the car and trotted towards the parking lot. The security guards from the convention and exhibition center immediately came over to inquire, but they were surrounded by them. Fang Kunde
After making a call, the security guards received an order from someone on the walkie-talkie and retreated to the outside of the parking lot.
Seeing those people running in, Fan Jianqiang sneered: "Tong Yingchun, I really think highly of you. I thought you could summon so many people! With just such a small number of people, are you too confident or do you look down on me too much? ?Do you want me to give you a little more time and gather more people?"
"Hmph, I'll take care of you, that's enough!"
"We really don't want to call more people? Are you sure?" Fan Jianqiang took out his mobile phone and dialed Zuo Chunli using the shortcut key.
"Miss Zuo, I found some suspicious people in the parking lot outside the convention and exhibition center. Please protect Miss Shen and leave."
"Do you need support?" Zuo Chunli suddenly became nervous.
"There are thirty or forty of them, and it has not yet been determined whether they carry assault weapons."
"Okay! I'll inform Miss Xiaoshuang."
Liang Xiaoshuang, Shen Tianqi's long-legged secretary, is also a confidant, and she is also in charge of the deployment of bodyguards.
Shen Tianqi and Shen Ruxuan were both at the convention and exhibition center. Almost all the Shen family's bodyguards were present, and there were more than twenty people in total.
The Ouyang family also has seven bodyguards. The bodyguards of such aristocratic and large families are absolutely incomparable to the bodyguards of ordinary families.
Fan Jianqiang is so calm not only because he can fight, but also because he can enjoy the shade with his back against a big tree. He saw with his own eyes the respectful look of the top and second-in-commands in Mohai City in front of Ouyang Junxiong, and knew the background of the Ouyang family. .
Are Fang Kunde and Tong Yingchun worthy of such a level? One look at Tong Yingchun's bodyguards who are more than one level behind, and everything is clear!
Fan Qianqiang crossed his arms across his chest and looked at those people with a faint smile on his lips.
His "unflattering" attitude almost made Tong Yingchun go berserk.
"Fuck me, beat me to death! If something happens, Master De and I will take care of it!" Tong Yingchun ordered through gritted teeth.
Fan Qiangqiang wanted to go up and show off his strength, but at this time, the exhibition security guards outside the parking lot had been controlled by the Shen family's bodyguards and rushed towards them quickly.
Fan Jianqiang laughed, his posture did not change, and he was still able to remain calm despite the scene of shouting and killing in front of him.
"Look over there! My helper is here!" Fan Qiangqiang smiled and pointed at the person running over.
Most of them are Asians, but there are also whites and blacks. Each one of them is either a mercenary from abroad who has killed people or seen blood, or a retired special forces soldier, and some are even masters of martial arts. The aura of these people is so impressive that just carrying one It’s hard to even come out, let alone so many!
"Don't move! Back off! Back off!"
"Don't move!"
"I'm talking about you! Don't come forward!"
More than half of the bodyguards had drawn their guns. What was even more exaggerated was that the Algerian Orech was actually holding a standard submachine gun of the Hong Kong Police SDU unit, the famous German MP5!
Tong Yingchun, Fang Kunde and those unscrupulous bodyguards were all stunned.
This scene is just like in those gunfight movies.
Uncle Fan Jianqiang was very happy. Seeing these bastards one by one, it was as if they had been hit by the immobilization spell. He was so happy that he almost went to bed.
The most ridiculous thing is that the African black brother Olechi also ran to Fan Jianqiang quickly with his cool MP5 muzzle down, as if he was on guard, and spoke in Chinese with a changed tone. Asked: "Brother Fan, are you okay?"
It made Uncle Fan seem to be some high-ranking official or big shot.