"Old Qin?"

When Deng Hong saw the front face, he was stunned.

Isn’t it just one of his “friends”?

It was this old Qin who offered his "scheme" and volunteered to find someone to "teach a lesson" for Brother Zhang.

Deng Hong also allocated "activity funds".

For the other party to operate.

As for the death of a person?

Is that a matter?

After all, they are not the ones who do it!

This is not the first time that Lao Qin has done such a thing, it is clean and neat.

Therefore, Deng Hong and others were able to drink and have fun while listening to Brother Zhang’s death without any burden.

Nowadays, everyone is said to be equal, but are they really equal?

Whoever believes is a fool.

It was not until this moment that when he saw Lao Qin, who was covered in bruises and in a mess, Deng Hong woke up instantly.

Let’s look at the group of people pushing Lao Qin in.

Don't know...

Wang Hui took the lead, followed by Li Hao and Zhang Meng.

Yes, because he was worried that something would happen to Wang Hui, Wen Ning sent Zhang Meng over.

In this way, Wang Hui has two skilled people around him.

Safety will be guaranteed.

At the same time, at Wang Hui's request, Zhang Meng also brought a few people over.

Wang Hui had a total of ten people in this wave.

All expressions are unruly.

When looking at people, you always use the whites of your eyes.

Two of them, rolled up their sleeves, seemingly deliberately showing their tattoos.

Xiao An closed the door of the private room.

A butterfly knife was circling in his hand.

He leaned against the door, looking disdainful.

It's no different from a gangster who comes out to block people.

Shi Zhiming was wearing a suit.

Yes, for this scene, he changed into a suit.

He tidied up his tie and looked around the audience with a smile: "My brother, have something to talk to you!"

Who is the eldest brother?

No need to ask.

Someone pulled a chair for Wang Hui, and the big golden knife had to sit down.

His face was full of gloomy expressions.

Under his feet, he stepped on the river.

Lu He at this moment was like a dead dog.

"Brother, what do you mean?" Deng Hong narrowed his eyes.

Who did Lao Qin offend?

Why did it involve me?

Moreover, judging from this attitude, the other party should have been making a fuss.

A little troublesome.

Deng Hong had some contact with people in society, including the few dogs around him, who were all connected with those people.

But when I really encounter someone who is trampling on the road, I still have a headache

.

These people are particularly difficult to deal with.

"How many meanings?" Wang Hui crossed his legs, "Pretending to me?"

"I really don't understand... Is there any misunderstanding that offended my brother?" Deng Hong stood up with a smile, "Drinkle the wine first, let's talk slowly."

Wang Hui kicked Lao Qin in the back.

The guy screamed and fell to the ground.

"Okay!" Wang Hui's face was so fierce that he grabbed Lu He's hair, "Your man, hit my godfather to death, how can you calculate this account?"

What?

Deng Hong raised his eyebrows.

This is a lot of information.

"In front of me, don't give me a sloppy eye!" Wang Hui slapped Lu He with his back hand, "The man was hit by this guy, and the order was given by you!"

"Do you think my godfather lives in a bungalow... and he has no backing? He can let you bully him?"

Wang Hui's gloomy made the other party a little nervous.

However, there are also young men around Deng Hong.

A slutty man stood up in a daze.

He pointed at Wang Hui and scolded: "Damn it, who hasn't pulled the zipper well, and it will reveal you? Run to President Deng to shout...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he screamed and flew out.

Li Hao had no expression on his face and had to stop his feet.

Retreat behind Wang Hui.

This kick is made with kung fu.

The arrogant naughty green lying on the ground, humming constantly, just couldn't get up.

The bones were almost kicked away.

This kick really shocked Deng Hong.

In urban novels, there are often scenes where the so-called soldier king kicks a person seven or eight meters away with one kick.

That's just a novel.

In reality, if an adult with a population of more than 100 kilograms is kicked seven or eight meters away, at least it will be a fracture and internal organ rupture.

If you can't guarantee it, you can kick it to death with just one kick.

Just now, the naughty green really flew three or four meters away.

Deng Hong was sweating all over.

He knew that the power balance between the two sides was very different.

With his current situation, he can't afford to offend him.

Subconsciously I wanted to get a phone call.

Zhang Meng suddenly rushed over and flew up.

The new Apple phone is coming up with the sound.

Shot on the wall.

Listening to the sound, it should be scrapped.

"Your people have given it, it's your order! What else do you have to say?"

"Don't..." Deng Hong panicked.

"I have something to say...Brother, don't...don't do it!" The flesh on Deng Hong's face began to thrust.

Here comes

For the sake of this, he was a little scared.

Since the other party can come to the door directly, it has already explained the problem.

Can you tell me and take yourself out?
To be continued...