C20 Old knowledge

Like a sheep that had been attacked by a pack of wolves, he finally found his master, spittle splattering everywhere as he told everything that had happened.

After the incident with Li Bo, Duan Hong swore to himself that he would not allow his friends to receive any harm, even if the one who was in the wrong was his friend.

At this time, the people inside the bar had also recovered from the shock from before. Dozens of people surrounded Duan Hong and a person with a nose ring and a hole walked over.

He wore shabby jeans, military boots with metal plates, and a red vest with the number one of the old men written on the chest. There were all kinds of patterns on his arms.

Brat, you're so f * cking amazing, did you kick this door out of the way?

The man scratched his armpits as he spoke, then sniffed the air, enjoying himself as if he were a drug addict.

Duan Hong laughed bitterly, pointed at the Tank that was almost destroyed and asked: "Who smashed that car?"

A long-haired donkey held a steel pipe as he shouted, "I smashed it! How did I —"

He did not say it out loud. Duan Hong stepped out with lightning speed: Scorpion Whipping Tail!

The scorpion liked to live in a group and was very difficult to move around. The poisonous needle on its tail was its most effective attack. If it didn't move, it would kill the scorpion the moment it moved!

Duan Hong moved his legs gracefully like lightning or the wind.

The tip of his foot was like a poisonous needle, viciously striking the face of the long-haired donkey.

The man's eyeballs popped out in an instant, his chin tilted, and he spat out a few yellow incisors. His body flew out as if hit by a hurricane, directly slamming into the bar.

Long Hair was one of the most vicious fighters under Turkey's command. Normally, he would use all sorts of moves, but today, before he could even finish his sentence, his body of over a hundred jin flew away like a feather.

<p></p> Only Yutang, while rubbing its dark circles, chuckled and taking off its Archini suit, was heartbroken.

<p></p> &lt; p &gt; "Who else?"

Duan Hong's ice-cold voice seemed to come from the depths of hell.

Turkey secretly gulped and felt a bit scared. What the hell was this person? Long Hair had already f * cking flown away without even being able to see what had happened just now.

Duan Hong's cold eyes swept across the crowd, and every time he saw a place, that person would always take a step back in shock, not daring to look at him in the eyes. After all, before the Master of the Green Snake Hall came, the turkey was the largest, and Green Snake Hall had been like a black horse that had risen to prominence in the sea's underworld six years ago. Since then, it had never been like today, where it was intimidated by two people.

It was a person.

Cold sweat dripped down from the head of the red turkey crown. The hand holding the beer bottle was trembling slightly, but everyone who saw it couldn't admit it. Perhaps it was just an illusion, so he could only console himself.

"You — what do you want to do?"

Seeing Duan Hong taking a step forward, the turkey man said with a trembling voice.

Duan Hong wiped a cold smile off his face, "I'm not doing anything. As a citizen, your clothes are out of the ordinary, I'm teaching you how to be a person."

As he spoke, he stretched out his five fingers and grabbed the ring on the turkey's nose and gently pulled it.

<p></p> &lt; p &gt; "Chi!"

The ring was torn from his nose and half of his turd. Blood spurted out.

<p></p> &lt; p &gt; "Ah!"

The turkey was screaming, but following the shout, the fear in its heart lessened, and endured the pain as it swung the beer bottle in its hand towards Duan Hong's head.

His speed was as slow as a king in Duan Hong's eyes. A guy like Oak who had his legs kicked out four times per second could easily be caught by Duan Hong at the Underworld Arena, let alone a Young Hooligan like him.

<p></p> &lt; p &gt; "Peng."

Duan Hong's fingers gripped the bottom of the bottle tightly as he suddenly shrank.

With a crack, the beer glass turned into glass and flew into the face of the turkey.

The crowd was once again stunned —]

The cruel image was deeply engraved in everyone's heart.

With a scream, he covered his face with his hands and rolled around on the ground.

The crowd was once again stunned —]

The two of them looked at each other and saw fear written all over each other's face. They weren't afraid of the heat, but rather the youth with the buddhist beads on his wrist. In particular, he had a pair of piercing eyes.

At this moment, the two of them immediately understood what was going on. Both of them were silently cursing the turkeys and peeing for no reason. In the end, it was none other than themselves.

The two of them lifted their buckets and poured them over their heads. The stench of feces filled the entire bar.

<p></p> &lt; p &gt; "F * ck!" Who the fuck is shitting here! "Hrm?"

A group of people walked down from the second floor of the bar. The arrival of this person immediately gave everyone below a sense of hope.

The man was wearing a white shirt which was tucked into his jeans. He wore a dragon head belt around his waist, and his long hair was tied up in a ponytail. A tiger tattoo of a downhill tiger could be vaguely seen inside the shirt.

Four eyes with a face full of stubble followed on the left, and an old Daoist on the right. The old Daoist looked at Duan Hong with eyes like lightning, and waved the horsetail whisk in his hands.

Duan Hong was amused, he knew this person.

Six years ago, he and Li Bo had come to the game arcade to play. The person with the pigtail was taking care of the game arcade and at that time, his hair would be very long and unbraided.

On their way back to school, they met with a few senior students blocking their way. When they saw that it was no longer possible, this person had saved them, because Duan Hong had once spent money in his Game Hall and could be considered his customer. If his customer was beaten up on Liberation South Street, it would be very humiliating for others.

Duan Hong remembered that this person was called Fan Tong!

The man with glasses at his side called him the 'chief.'

The turkey was like a defeated dog that found its owner, crawling to Fan Tong's side, purposely exposing a face full of blood, crying out: "Brother Tong, someone came to destroy my reputation, and even beat me to such a state. Brother Rong, you have to be my judge."

F * ck, this is — turkey?" You — how did you turn into a pig's head? But you look more pleasing to the eye than before.

Fan Tong took out the Red Tower Mountain and lit one.

After kicking away the turkey that was hugging his leg, he walked to Duan Hong's side and puffed out a mouthful of smoke, saying, "Brother, you did this, so be it. "I'll give you a 20% discount. Just give me 1,380,000 yuan."

Ha!

He spat towards Fan Tong's face and shouted, "Who are you? I didn't let you pay me back for fucking smashing my car, okay! <p></p> &lt; p &gt; 1.38 million, right? "Your father's car isn't worth much, you just have to give 13 million, then I'll give up 800,000."

"Talking is so stinky!

From behind Fan Tong, he took out a bunch of Mountain Knife s and looked at Ming Dong with a sinister look.

Duan Hong thought: After six years, I am no longer the Duan Hong from back then, and my appearance has changed greatly as well. I'm afraid Fan Tong doesn't recognize me anymore.

<p></p> Duan Hong wasn't particularly disgusted with this person in front of him.

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