On Xiafei Road, several Buick cars were moving forward slowly. Walking in the front car, Tong Yaoling knocked on melon seeds and lazily glanced at Hou Jiu who was driving.

“Is it a bit too early for us to set out now?”

"It's not too early." Hou Jiu's voice was very quiet: "Today is an important day for me. He has been holding back his head and not going to find Miss Qin recently. I think he will go whether it is successful or not today."

Tong Yaoling paused with melon seeds: "Everyone knows this. I have almost never left home for this period. We have let us handle all the affairs. I think it is also for Miss Qin's safety."

Hou Jiu looked at the situation in front of the car and turned on the steering wheel: "Do you think someone will come to cause trouble today without knowing what to do?"

"I don't know, probably won't. I'll take action long ago."

While the two were talking, Qian Xiaozhong in the second car also asked Wang Qingxiang the same question, but the latter's reply was much more ruthless: "If I dare to come, I will definitely want him to come and never come back!"

He Zifeng didn't know what the people in the two cars in front were saying, so he raised his eyelids slightly and asked Xiaoliu: "Why did I hear you arranged a lot of people today?"

Long Kui laughed when he heard this. He looked at Zhang Luan's sweaty forehead and turned to He Zifeng and said, "Master, you may not know that the outer periphery of the big world has been surrounded by three layers of Xiaoliuli. Not to mention anything else, all the law enforcement halls are sent out."

He Zifeng also found it funny: "How to solve the problem of supper for so many people?"

"One person has two big cakes, it's done!"

Xiaoliu gritted his teeth, but Long Kui smiled and slapped his thighs: "You don't know, this guy who paid for it to dress up all his money, and he only had two big cakes for each person, hahaha!"

He Zifeng was amused and couldn't help but feel warm: "Don't do such stupid things in the future. I don't want the brothers to have unnecessary casualties, otherwise I would like to say something to Master Qi, and I think the entire Qing Gang will come."

"You can't do such a thing!" Xiao Liu slapped the steering wheel anxiously: "For the past year, you have any questions that you have been relying on the Qing Gang. Not only have you not, but you have also managed a few points very well. To be honest, it is the Qing Gang who owe you."

"No, I owe the Qing Gang, you will never know. If it weren't for the Qing Gang, how could I have been today?" He Zifeng put down his legs and crossed his legs in a calm voice: "In the future, no matter who you eight, no matter who they are, can't do stupid things for me. You must know that you are independent individuals, not for whom you live, do you understand?"

The two of them chewed on He Zifeng's words, and the carriage became dull for a moment.

Xiafei Road is busy today, the streets are lively and the convoy is driving slowly. He Zifeng looked at the bustling crowd outside and suddenly sighed: "I hope I will continue to sing and dance like this forever. Unfortunately, the Japanese came and the fight outside was a mess."

"It's okay to beat the Japanese. Nowadays, Chinese people are still beaten by their own people. Chiang Kai-shek is ready to move recently. I think Yan'an is a little hungry." Long Kui slapped a few times and turned to He Zifeng and said, "But I think Yan'an is really powerful. You don't know that the Japanese who beat him some time ago had no temper at all."

He Zifeng smiled: "It seems that you are still listening to people who care about the current affairs of the country. It's not bad, and it's growing. I've told you a long time ago that you should read more news and read more books, and don't waste your time on fighting and killing. No matter how high your kung fu is, you won't be much higher if you don't understand. Only when you understand, you will naturally improve."

"It's true." Xiao Liu also smiled: "I have been reading literary collections recently. Although I don't understand them very well, it's quite interesting. Tong Yaoling has been calling Xiaoqian to recognize words recently, and their bad temper has also been much more restrained."

"Because I'm focusing on reading, there's still time to get angry."

The three of them laughed. As they were talking, four or five men suddenly rushed out of the crowd next to them. Xiao Liu's eyes shouted: "Twenty sounds! Damn, I'm not comfortable here!"

Before he finished speaking, the two cars in front suddenly turned left and right, blocking both sides of the street. Xiao Liu suddenly braked, and Long Kui's burly body drilled out of the car window like a monkey. Before the person could land, his hand was stretched to the ground. While he was standing upside down, there was a box cannon on his other hand.

“Big, Big, Big!"

The crowd became chaotic like a frying pan.

A series of gunfires immediately suppressed the group of men who were about to shoot at He Zifeng. Several people hid back. Two cold lights burst out in the car next to them, one hitting the throat and the other in the center. The two assassins fell to the ground without saying a word.

Long Kui had already turned over, and a monkey jumped to the other side of the vehicle, and happened to be blocked in front of He Zifeng. After just two or three breaths, the seven people had already surrounded the vehicle where He Zifeng was.

"Keep the living mouth and be careful!"

He Zifeng yelled, Xiaoliu understood it, stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the vehicle rushed out of the cracks between the two cars in front.

At this time, only one of the four or five men was lying on the ground and could breathe, while the rest were no longer breathing. Tong Yaoling winked, and the few people rushed out immediately, turned into the two cars in front, and chased He Zifeng.

Tong Yaoling looked at the man lying on the ground, and a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I won't let death so easily." As he said that, he stepped forward and grabbed the man's chin and pinched it. A sound of sour bone shattering sounded. The big man groaned and fainted in pain.

"Why did you crush his chin?"

"The gunman who assassinated the master last time committed suicide by taking poison. Do you want to do it again?" Tong Yaoling glared at Qian Xiaoyi, turned to Hou Jiu and said, "Drive the car over, carry it on a big money, and send it to the hospital. This time I don't believe that I can't find the master!"

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He Zifeng looked back and vaguely saw the front of the car in the distance. He turned around and said to Xiaoliu: "Liu, why don't we guess who thinks I'm dead? How about it?"

"Cena! Is this more worth thinking? Su Kegong asked Liu Wanshan to buy a gun privately. Fu Xiao'an must know this. Who would not do the fisherman's profitability? This time we have ruined Su Kegong, and that sinister old boy can't sit still." Speaking of this, he turned around and glared at He Zifeng, "When is it that you still have the mind and thoughts. Maybe there is someone in front of you. Should you always be ready for battle?"

He Zifeng suddenly smiled: "What are you doing so nervous? Fu Xiao'an's gang of traits can still catch your eye."
Chapter completed!