It was indeed a delicacy that was well-deserved. Mo Feifan savored the taste of the noodle soup and said enjoyably. Looking at the two brothers Fenghua and Luo Feng, they could not wait to pick up the chopsticks and swallowed the things in the bowl like wind blowing away the clouds.
The three of them were eating noodles with sausage and savvy noodles, when suddenly seven or eight strangely dressed people came to the door. Judging from their outfits and every move, they should be on the road like Mo Feifan and others. Surrounded by everyone, a medium-sized man walked into the noodle shop with his hands behind his back. The man looked fierce, and there was only half of his nose left beside the four long and dangerous scars on his left and right face.
Seeing this person, several children in the noodle restaurant were instantly scared to tears. The relatives sitting next to them were afraid of the children's crying, which attracted the attention of these evil people, so they hurriedly covered them with their hands. Several people near the door hurriedly threw down the copper plate and fled to the door.
Perhaps it was common to this situation, and the medium-sized man had no big waves on his face. He waved his hand and said to the waiter: "Give us ten pots of wine, and eight bowls of sauce noodles. Put more meat and more spicy in the noodles. Mo Feifan, who was so delicious that he couldn't eat or sleep during this period."
"Okay, ten pots of wine and eight bowls of sauce noodles." The waiter shouted.
When he heard someone mention his name, Mo Feifan stopped the chopsticks in his hand and curiously raised his head to look at the person who was talking. This person's appearance was so special. Mo Feifan dared to bet that he had never seen this person at a glance. But strangely, how did the other party know his name? Could it be that these people are also their enemies?
As soon as the medium-sized man complained, a subordinate next to him reminded him alertly: "Gangmaster, there are so many people in this place, so it's better not to say this."
"What are you afraid of? On my territory, I will say whatever I want." The man vented his anger at his subordinates dissatisfied. His majesty and displeasure were seen by the subordinates. The latter nodded embarrassedly and immediately closed his mouth in fear.
The medium-sized man looked around and saw that the warmer place was Mo Feifan, the table was empty, and the rest were full. Without thinking much, the man raised his steps forward and walked towards Mo and the other two, and the gangsters around him followed.
When we got closer, Fenghua and Luo Feng's hearts almost broke out of their throats. Good guy, isn't this the fifth master of the underworld?! How could he be here?
The underworld was established three years ago and the gang leader was called Liu Wuye. This Liu Wuye was an old master of the Fengyun Escort Agency in the town and was very capable. Later, the Fengyun Escort Agency was not well-managed and went bankrupt. The desperate Liu Wuye brought a group of brothers to establish a "underworld". Because he was generous and loyal, many masters who could fight and kill were gathered around him, and he was vaguely surpassing the Axe Club.
Mo Feifan guessed correctly. The underworld also participated in the "face slap operation" last night, and it is also the strongest among the six gangs. The members of the underworld combined, which exceeded 450 people.
It’s really a narrow road for enemies. I didn’t expect to meet this person in a small noodle restaurant. Fenghua and Luo Feng were secretly surprised and kept winking at Mo Feifan. Mo Feifan was so smart that he quickly understood what they meant. He nodded and signaled everyone to wait and see.
"Go and go, eat at the same time." The two gangsters patted the table and began to slam the people.
Mo Feifan and the other two were still calm and calmly ate the noodles in the bowl of sauce. Seeing this, the gangster came up suddenly. One of them slammed the table and shouted, "I'm deaf when talking to you."
In the words, a big slap flew towards Fenghua's head with strong wind. Although Fenghua looked strange and sick, his strength was not weak.
He easily avoided the man's attack, and while the opponent was retracting his power, he quickly grabbed his wrist and used the inch force to squeeze his hand. With a "gah", Feng Hua forced the gangster's wrist to break and squeeze back on his arm.
The gangster was not old and had never seen such a scary scene. He held his broken wrist and cried loudly. The miserable voice attracted many curious eyes, but this curiosity was quickly replaced by screams and vomiting. The diners did not even pay the money and fled the noodle shop.
When the boss and the guys in the noodle shop saw this scene, they didn't even dare to show up and hid under the counter.
The noodle restaurant that was so lively and crowded just now was only two groups of people left in the blink of an eye.
When Fenghua took action, Master Liu Wu saw clearly from the side. He could see at a glance that this sick young man was not a simple person. His subordinate suffered a great loss, so he, the boss, could not ignore it. He led his subordinates to Mo Feifan's side, pointed at Fenghua's nose and said ruthlessly: "Boy, do you have the kindness, dare to hit me?"
"He doesn't have eyes, and he doesn't even know who I am. He should be beaten. I'm in a good mood today. If you don't care about you, get out of here." Feng Hua said arrogantly.
Mr. Liu Wu has lived for so many years and has never seen anyone dare to talk to him like this. He couldn't hold back his anger and cursed: "Little Badman, you are quite good at it, don't call him mother later."
"It's not that we have a genitals, it's that you have a genitals. Master Liu Wu, do you want to fight with Xiaodao Gang and Axe at the same time?" He was afraid that the big melee would hurt Mo Feifan, who was injured on his body, Luo Feng immediately brought out the two backers of Xiaodao Gang and Axe.
Not to mention, when Master Liu Wu heard that Xiaodao Gang and Axe met, his expression froze immediately. Of course, he understood his strength. If he had a single fight with Axe, he would still have hope of victory. But if he had added a Xiaodao Gang, he would definitely lose 100%.
Master Liu Wu was surprised and suspicious, and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"
Luo Feng took off his waist card and then took off Fenghua's waist card.
"I am Luo Feng, the head of the Axe Hall. This is the chief bodyguard leader of the leader of the Xiaodao Gang. What do you mean by me?"
Two waist signs are lined up on the table, the one on the left is engraved with an axe and the one on the right is engraved with a "small knife". In Qijiahuo Town, anyone who is not blind on the road can see the weight of these two signs.
Mr. Liu Wu was not the other way. His face turned pale. Indeed, he did not dare to provoke the two big gangs, Xiaodao Gang and Axe Gang, at the same time, but the other party was on his own ground and it was not enough to just hurt his brother. If that were the case, how could he, the elder brother, raise his head in front of his subordinates in the future?
"What's so great about Xiaodao Gang and Axe? It's natural to pay off debts and kill people to pay for their lives. Today, you must give me an explanation, otherwise no one will leave this."
He thought so. If the other party was willing to bow his head and admit his mistake and give him a step, he would let these three people go. In this way, he would also hold on to his face, and he would not have had a big fuss with Xiaodao Gang or the axe.
At this time, Mo Feifan, who had not spoken, stood up and said contemptuously: "You? I'm afraid you are not worthy!" He was talking in his heart. He really didn't need to explain more about a dying person and a gang brother who was about to be destroyed.
Master Liu Wu couldn't stand it later, and the other party was just a young boy and dared to say that to himself! He gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you?"
Mo Feifan laughed: "I am a scholar. I am a man who reads the scriptures to save the dead." He only said the first half of this sentence, and the second half was said in his heart.
"Since you are not a person on the Tao, you have to die." As he said that, a thug next to him took out a short knife from his pocket and stabbed Mo Feifan's lower abdomen.
Mo Feifan did not dare to be careless, and he slanted his body, avoided the edge, and grabbed the wrist of the thug. Seeing this, the thug smiled, turned his hand, and tugged at Mo Feifan's lower abdomen. Mo Feifan quickly turned around, came to the left side of the opponent, and slapped the front chest with his elbow. The latter knew that the former was not easy to deal with, so he secretly became more careful. Seeing that his elbow hit, he quickly blocked his chest with his palm.
But he underestimated Mo Feifan's strength. Mo Feifan used all his strength to this blow. He felt a huge pain in his palm, and then he became numb. The powerful impact force made the thug withdraw several steps. After standing firm, he looked down and saw that his entire palm was deformed, and his finger bones were broken for unknown reasons. Mo Feifan did not give him a chance to breathe, and rushed to the thug, grabbed his hair, pulled it down hard, and raised his knees to weigh his face.
"Crack!" Mo Feifan only fought twice, and then fainted. Blood was flowing all over his face, and the bones on his nose were broken.
He loosened the hair of the thug and fell down softly. Mo Feifan didn't look at it or glance, with a smile on his face, his eyes swept over the remaining gangsters Liu Wu and his subordinates, and said slowly: "Who else is not convinced, come out!" Mo Feifan exuded a compelling momentum.