Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 397 Another Cousin

Completely miscalculating Fan Denglong's combat power, Mr. Jian shouted in shock on the stage.

But it was already too late. Those who were sent flying by Fan Denglong had already lost the courage to continue fighting. The nightmare brought about by a slap made them clearly realize that the gap between the enemy and us is not something that can be made up by simply relying on a large number of people.

On one side is Iron Man, on the other side is a group of Teletubbies.

Half of the sixty or so people whom Mr. Jane called were lying on the ground covering their faces, howling constantly.

As for the question of whether the remaining half of the people are also on or not, Fan Denglong stood there, and the thing in his hand could not give anyone a sense of security.

Therefore, this scene is a bit weird, the party with the superior number of people has the guy, but no one dares to take the initiative to take a step forward.Standing alone in the crowd, Fan Denglong smiled slightly, as if he was already thinking about what to eat after going back tonight.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Go up and kill this bastard, shit."

Boss Jian was so pissed off at his age, he yelled loudly on the DJ stage, stomping his feet non-stop, apparently anxious about the situation.

"Boss Jian, it seems that your subordinates are not very strong." Fan Denglong sneered, he didn't have so much time to waste here, so he had to capture the thief first.

"Kill Fan Denglong, I will give him 100 million."

Mr. Jian didn't panic, maybe he didn't bet on the mob in the first place, and the four bodyguards around him were the biggest trump card.

The four bodyguards all took a step forward, Fan Denglong casually grabbed the blade from the person next to him, stepped on the person's shoulder and jumped onto the DJ stage.

The posture is very handsome, but the four bodyguards grinned disdainfully, because they did not plan to fight Fan Denglong, and took out pistols from behind.

However, Fan Denglong had expected this point a long time ago. When he jumped up, he held a golden needle in his hand, and threw it out the moment he landed.

Because of the rush of time, the accuracy was not very good. At most, a few more gold needles were inserted into the bodies of a few bodyguards, and the actual damage caused was not high.

Although it disrupted the opponent's attack, some bodyguards still fired. After the silencer was installed, the sound of the bullet being fired was very small, almost inaudible.

Fan Denglong covered his chest, grinned, and said, "Are you planning to scare people with toy guns?"

He spread his hand, actually holding a bullet in his hand.

Damn, Mr. Jian and his bodyguards were dumbfounded.

Taking advantage of this dazed effort, Fan Denglong didn't give them a second chance to shoot. He moved quickly, and after approaching, the knife in his hand slashed at the wrist of one of the bodyguards holding the gun.

The bodyguard screamed, and before the people around him had time to react, Fan Denglong kicked the bodyguard off the DJ stand.

"Mr. Jian, you have a hostage in your hand, and I also have a hostage in my hand. What do you say about today's incident?"

Mr. Jian stood behind the bodyguard, and he was still shocked by the force displayed by Fan Denglong. Fan Denglong's voice faintly rang in his ears, and a piece of knife was already on his neck. Hearing that voice, He broke out in a cold sweat.

Help, hell.

The remaining three bodyguards on the stage turned their heads and pointed their guns at Fan Denglong, but they did not dare to act rashly. No one was sure that they could kill Fan Denglong and at the same time ensure that their boss was safe and sound.

"I don't like to be pointed at with a gun. The one in the audience is the end." Fan Denglong looked at the three bodyguards expressionlessly, and with a little force on the knife in his hand, there was a bloodstain on Boss Jane's neck. There was a howling like a pig.

"Put the gun down quickly, he's dead, who do you ask for money?"

Seeing what he said, the three bodyguards had no choice but to throw their guns on the ground.

"Boss Jian, your bodyguards are pretty good."

Fan Denglong's words made the three bodyguards bow their heads in shame. The boss was arrested in front of them, is it not bad?It hurts my ears.

"You, what are you still doing there? Let me go."

Fan Denglong held Boss Jian hostage and pointed at one of the bodyguards.

The bodyguard had no choice but to do what Fan Denglong said. Chen Hu came to Fan Denglong's side and shouted gratefully: "Young Master Long,"

"Are you okay?" Fan Denglong asked lightly.

Chen Hu shook his head and looked at Xiaomei again.

"It's fine as long as you have nothing to do, Mr. Jian, I'm afraid I have to trouble you to do something."

Fan Denglong carried Boss Jian and asked Chen Hu to pick up the three silenced pistols on the ground, and then he walked slowly to the entrance of the bar under the gaze of the crowd.

"Mr. Jian, I hope we won't be so enthusiastic when we meet next time, otherwise I will be unhappy."

Fan Denglong threw the knife to the ground, laughed wildly and patted President Jian on the shoulder.

The expression on Mr. Jian's face was wonderful, but it was a pity that Fan Denglong didn't give him a chance to speak, so he just got in the car and left.

Instead of going back to the hotel, he sent Chen Hu to the train station.

"You guys should leave the capital, find a remote town, and don't come back again."

On the way, Chen Hu also told about Xiaomei, a very sad and old-fashioned story, Fan Denglong just smiled slightly at this.

"Thank you Long Shao for saving your life, Chen Hu will never forget it."

For Fan Denglong's willingness to come to save him, Chen Hu was very grateful. He wanted to say that he could find him at any time if he needed anything. As long as he made a phone call, he would not hesitate to go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire. However, after seeing Fan Denglong's martial arts Thinking about it, I still didn't say this sentence out of control.

"Forget about this unpleasant experience, and live a good life with Xiaomei in the future."

After sending Chen and Hu to the train, when they were driving back to the hotel, Huang Long sent a text message, asking him to take care of the affairs of Jane's family.

In this regard, Fan Denglong no longer cared about the matters of Jane's family.

In the evening, I drank some wine alone at a barbecue stall on the street, and I always seemed so lonely alone in a strange city.

Before he had time to be sad, Zhou Jinpeng called with a phone call, in a hurry.

"Fat brother, if you don't go to talk to your Jing Jing this evening, why do you think of me when you have time?"

"Are you still in the mood to joke around at this time?"

"What happened?"

Fan Denglong felt a little baffled.

"Congratulations, you have another cousin."

"What do you mean?" Fan Denglong was completely depressed, what does it mean to have another cousin?
"Today I went back to your cabin to get something, and guess what I found?"

"A cousin?" Fan Denglong asked tentatively.

"That's right," Zhou Jinpeng said through gritted teeth, "The key is that your parents don't even know you have such a cousin."

Well, things are getting bigger.

(End of this chapter)