The bald head on the red will-o'-the-wisp raised his hands:
"You are awesome, I give up."
He kicked his feet with a smile and turned to look at Qin Feng:
"But no matter how awesome you are, if I teach a dog that Dumen raises, it has nothing to do with you, right?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The young people in society around him burst into thunderous laughter.
The eyes they looked at Qin Feng were full of teasing, and they laughed unscrupulously.
"Domen?"
Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes: "Are you the son of Du Jingtian, the leader of Du Clan, Du Shaolong?"
"But this is the southwest, and it belongs to neither Dumen nor Hongshe."
"You seem to have crossed a line?"
Zhang Biao is the leader of the Southwest. He has been able to exist in the cracks of the disputes between Dumen and Hongshe for so many years. He has his own way of survival.
"Crossing the line?"
Du Shaolong seemed to have heard a big joke:
"My Du family's dog disobeys its owner and goes outside to recognize its owner."
"If I teach my dog a lesson, whose face should I look at?"
"When did the world become like this?"
The others also laughed and looked at the three people in front of them playfully.
"Du Shaolong."
Zhang Biao took a deep breath: "No matter what, this is my territory, and Brother Kun is also my friend."
"Give me some face. I'll set up a table at the Eight Immortals Restaurant tomorrow night. If you have anything to do, sit down and chat."
"Whether you want money or things, there is room for negotiation."
"There is no need to make things like this..."
"roll!"
Du Shaolong roared:
"My father has been busy dealing with Hongshe these years and has no time to deal with you, you useless piece of shit."
"Do you really think of yourself as a dish?"
"Give you a chance, kneel here and learn three dog barks from me, and then transfer all the properties in Southwest City to my name."
"From today on, you, Zhang Biao, will be Du Men's dog."
"I will consider letting you live."
He made no secret of his inner contempt:
"Otherwise, I will bring people to bulldoze all your places here tonight."
"Kill all your men, then arrest your wife, daughters and mother, sell them to a brothel, and wait until you have ten thousand customers before you come out."
"I heard that your wife made three-level movies before she retired. I was lucky enough to watch a few of them. Her breasts were really big, enough to suffocate me inside."
"I just don't know if your little daughter has inherited your wife's figure. Then let these hundreds of brothers help you test it..."
After he finished speaking, Du Shaolong laughed heartily and shamelessly.
All the companions started laughing.
Those ruffians did not hide the greed in their eyes.
Zhang Biao was so angry that he was shaking all over. He was a middle-aged man, but his wife and children were humiliated in public by a group of gangsters with a lot of money.
He wanted to rush forward and fight for his life, but he didn't have the confidence.
He can survive in the cracks entirely because Dumen's direct opponent is Hong She.
Both sides have been very cautious over the years, and no one is willing to directly kill themselves and give the other party an opportunity.
Coupled with his all-round ability and ability to have both sides, the senior officials on both sides need to pay some tribute to him, so that we can maintain peace and harmony.
But once one party no longer cares about these things, they are determined to destroy themselves.
If he didn't even use it for one night, he and the little property under his control would disappear from the world.
What Du Shaolong said will also become a reality.
Zhang Biao trembled all over: "You beast..."
"You can kneel down and kowtow now."
"It's too late."
Qin Feng raised his hand to stop him and looked at him with a rather playful look.
"You must be Qin Feng."
Du Shaolong curled his lips: "I know you. I heard that you are very good recently and can fight very well."
"But if I teach my dog a lesson, are you going to do it too?"
"Isn't that a bit too overbearing?"
"It's like you are the boss of Nandu and you can fuck whoever you want?"
He swept away Shakun on the ground: "Shakun, tell him, are you happy if I slap you in the face?"
Shakun is also a tough guy, and he got up after being tortured like this:
"Brother Qin, I understand your thoughts."
"But I am indeed a Dumen person, whether it is the moral principles of the world or the Dumen family rules."
"Even if he beats me to death, I still have to admit it."
"Qin Feng, did you hear that?"
"Even if I kill this dog in front of you, you still can't fart!"
Du Shaolong laughed arrogantly: "Is there anything else you want to say?"
Seeing Qin Feng, who had been so impressive in Nandu recently, shriveling in front of him, he felt extremely happy.
I can't even wait to go back to collect the reward.
Qin Feng did not look at Sha Kun, but simply said: "Dumen treats you like a dog, and you still want to continue to recognize him as his master?"
Shakun clenched his blood fist tightly: "I once made an oath, and I can't go back..."
"You swore an oath for Dumen."
"Instead of being loyal to one person."
Qin Feng's tone was calm: "You are not someone's family dog..."
"That's it."
Du Shaolong sneered contemptuously: "Shakun, since you admit that you are a dog of my Du family."
"Now as long as you do one thing, I can let you go and let you continue to be a dog, how about that?"
The others had playful eyes, knowing that Mr. Du was playing with sex at the moment and had another good show to watch.
Shakun raised his head, his eyes bleeding.
"Kneel down."
Du Shaolong stretched out his hand and pointed downward:
"Kneel down on the ground and imitate a hundred dog barks."
"Scream, kowtow and call me master."
"I'll spare your life."
Hearing the voice behind him, Qin Feng shook his head:
