Fang Hao's six cars parked in the huge square without any fancy. A group of more than forty people all got out of the car. Looking at the hundreds of people in the dark opposite, Fang Hao and others' faces were extremely calm, as if they were not worried at all.
The hundreds of people on the opposite side took it seriously. This was a great aura, and it also affected the group of people behind Fang Hao. None of them had any intention of flinching.
The people on the opposite side naturally saw the dozens of people brought by Fang Hao. The crowd suddenly became noisy, and seemed to rush over at any moment, using the man-for-man tactics to directly drown all the forty people on the opposite side.
But when they saw the guy exposed in the hands of Fang Hao, the forty-odd people, the people of the Kowloon Society immediately became silent.
However, Liu Sandao waved his hand, and the dozens of people standing in front also took out firearms of different lengths. Suddenly, the group of people behind who were holding knives gained some confidence and started discussing again.
"Do you think that Fang Hao is looking for death? There are only a few of us, and one of us can drown him with just a spit of spit!" someone from the Kowloon Club shouted.
Soon he got the mocking echo from others: "That's right, I got tired of living, so I came to die."
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At this moment, Fang Hao and Ying Jiu looked at each other, and Chen Yanwang suddenly laughed and said: "Brother, you are indeed very ambitious. Are there too few people to come to my dock as a guest?"
"Haha, I'm sorry to bother Ninth Brother. Although there are only a few people, none of them are cowards." Fang Hao had a smile on his face, as if he was chatting with an old friend, but his eyes were a little cold.
"Really? Let's take a good look at your group of heroes later. Brother Fang, please sit down." Chen Yanwang stretched out his hand and pointed.
Immediately, a boy ran out, picked up a chair and trotted towards Fang Hao. He put the stool in front of Fang Hao, then turned around and ran away, sweating profusely, not frightened at all, as if Fang Hao was
It's like hell, I don't want to stay there for a moment longer.
At this moment, most people in the Kowloon Club were focusing on Fang Hao, but some people noticed that the boy holding the chair was trembling all the time.
Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, Fang Hao looked calm and sat down on the chair. He casually lifted his legs and took out a cigarette. He just put it to his mouth and was about to light it when a gust of fragrant wind came and a white and tender cigarette appeared.
The little hand has appeared in front of Fang Hao, and a lighter has been lit in his hand.
After lighting the cigarette, Fang Hao turned to look at the two women who suddenly appeared, Wen Xiao and Weiwei Li. Fang Hao smiled lightly and said, "It's better for you, you will always light a cigarette for me."
Wen Xiao said calmly: "Don't you like to show off? A beautiful woman like me lights a cigarette for you. Doesn't this pretend to be cool?"
"Haha, it's true!" Fang Hao looked at the large group of animals in the Kowloon Club not far across the way. Many people showed jealous eyes and laughed brightly.
Wen Xiao rolled her eyes slightly, and Fang Hao nodded slightly.
Fang Hao's smile became brighter and he said to Weiwei: "Weiwei, this time I will show you a Chinese-style gang fight."
Weiwei Li looked cold and did not respond. Together with Wen Xiao, they stood behind Fang Hao on the left and right, looking at the hundreds of people opposite with a stern expression.
Fang Hao smiled and said: "Since I'm here, shouldn't Ninth Brother give me some advice?"
Ying Jiu laughed loudly and looked very heroic: "Have you not already started teaching me? I can smell blood on your two beautiful bodyguards. I don't know how many of my people have been killed."
"Haha, not much. They killed the killers who had been following my convoy, but they don't seem to be your people, right?" Fang Hao laughed.
At this moment, Yingjiu's facial muscles twitched violently a few times, but it seemed to be for the sake of face or his temperament, so he still kept a smile, but it was obviously not as natural as before, and his tone was a little cold: "Fang
Hao, I won't bully you. I have more people and you have fewer people. If we fight, you have no chance of winning, and I can't win with force. Why don't we have a civil fight?"
"Haha, I don't mind if your people come up together. You have more people and I have fewer people. Let's start fighting. No matter how bad the shooting skills of my brothers here are, they can probably hit a few. If you pull one of them together, it will be enough to kill them.
Ben, if you bring two of them together, you will make a profit." Fang Hao smiled broadly, without the slightest intention of fighting to the death.
"Haha, brother Fang is joking. If people of your status and status are fighting like that with street gangsters, wouldn't it mean that we have lost our status? Wen Dou is more in line with our image, don't you think?" Ying Jiu's eyes were cold, but
There was also a smile on his face.
"Is this a piece of shit? Outsiders say that Yingjiu of the Kowloon Society is a hot-tempered and impulsive guy who is not good at using his brain. But today I can only say that what you usually pretend is not enough, and don't say it in such a high-sounding way.
, don’t you just think that you are certain to win against me, but after the gun battle, you Jiulong Club will also be in trouble, so it’s best to keep a low profile. But for the sake of your wealth and life, Brother Jiu, I am still very kind-hearted, Na Wen
How to fight?"
"Haha, I'm really smart and as angry as a bullfight. I admire you very much. If we weren't enemies, I would really like to have a good drink with you and make friends. As for this literary fight, why don't we send it out alone?
Three people, playing Russian roulette with revolvers? How about winning two out of three games?" With a wave of Yingjiu's hand, one of his subordinates took out three revolvers.
"Okay, it's true that the bet is a literary fight, but if you send your subordinates, why not just the two of us bet, my life is always very high." Fang Hao laughed, his eyes were murderous, because this is really special to win nine.
Damn it, you don't care about the lives of your men at all.
"No, no, my fight with you is not here." Ying Jiu said pointedly.
Fang Hao frowned, but then he heard someone from behind shouting: "Brother Hao, I'm coming!"
"Brother Hao, count me in!"
"I'm here, don't grab it!"
"..."
Many people stood up first, and Fang Hao immediately turned back. At this moment, Fang Hao's expression moved slightly. He instantly felt that he was wrong, and the wrong was quite outrageous.
He once thought that the security personnel of Huaxia Security Company were also desperate people who had been forced by the bloody tiger gate to defect to him. It was just a temporary measure and they would not give up.
Even with what happened in Tianjiacun a few nights ago, Fang Hao actually didn't think deep down in his heart that these people would be like the soldiers of the Hades Palace. As long as he made a decision, he would rush towards them with swords, mountains of fire, and sea of fire without even frowning.
Because after all they have only followed him for a short time.
But at this moment, knowing that it was a life-and-death thing, these guys behind him, whom Fang Hao couldn't even name, actually had the courage to stand up and fight for Fang Hao without fear of death.
At this moment, Fang Hao had a heartfelt smile on his face. Of course, some of these guys came forward for some fame and fortune, or they might have other purposes, and they were not simply working for Fang Hao.
However, working one's life is working one's life. No matter what the purpose is, you are worthy of Fang Hao's attention. Looking at these people, Fang Hao looked in awe, and said in a deep voice to the brothers who were vying to go: "You don't have a wife or children."
, no father, no mother, no worries, stand up!" (To be continued)