Infinite: The Protagonist Must Die

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Seeing a bully bullying Uncle Jian, Gao Xianda shot the case at once.

He was quite loud this time, and shocked the three Japanese punks.

The little Japan headed by seeing Gao Xianda is tall and strong, knowing that he dares to go out and do more business, is certainly not given in vain. But by this time he was already in trouble.

Not to mention how the two younger brothers behind him think of him as the boss. If we can't give the guy who dared to pick up a bit of color today, then the protection fee on this street will never be collected again.

The headed little Japan pulled out a sharp knife for killing fish, and said secretly, "You dare to take care of the idle business of Lao Tzu, why are you living impatiently!"

Gao Xianda didn't wear police uniforms, so these little Japans were only when he was an ordinary passerby. If they are low-level gangsters like this, if Gao Xianda wears a police uniform and lents him two guts, they would not dare to be so arrogant.

Gao Xianda was naturally not afraid of him, and sneered, "You don't pour urine to take photos, just like your cock's physique, even if you don't have a gun, you dare to learn to collect protection fees?"

"Fuck you!" The sword-headed surge rushed over.

The knife looked sharp, and Gossendar didn't bother to test whether it could break through his defense.

Gao Xianda picked up the ramen in front and threw it over the man's face.

When the bowl came over, it was steaming and just boiled, and a spoonful of butter was poured on it. The temperature was still not low.

Shouted the hot little Japan, which was headed, and there was a lint on his face immediately.

No matter how he was charged, he quickly waved his face.

Gao Xianda rushed over and kicked on his stomach.

Gao Xianda was an American football player. His leg strength was already developed. Now he has 22 points of strength. This foot has an extraordinary effect. The little Japan headed immediately was shot backwards like a ball and flew out.

The two younger brothers behind him hurriedly picked up their eldest brother, but they were also struck back by this huge force and walked back several steps, leaning against the wall.

How could Gianxian let go of the fighter, quickly pasted it, his right hand flicked the watch on his left wrist, and the baton was pulled out by him.

He carried out police martial arts, and the baton pulled his head to these little Japans.

The little **** led by bitterness.

He was scalded and kicked first. After the two younger brothers were hit by two sticks, he instinctively took him as a shield. Gao Xianda pulled out ten sticks, but nine sticks hit him.

I don't know when, he has long been unable to speak.

The two younger brothers in the back are not much better. They were squeezed into the wall by their elder brother, their arms could not be stretched out, their legs could not be lifted, and they couldn't move at all. Instead, his head was exposed, and he was hit by Gao Xianda from time to time.

Although their English is not very good, "Rao Ming" still screams clearly. When Gao Xianda saw that they had counseled him, he did not want to make things big, so he put away his stick and scolded: "Go! Don't let me see you again in the future!",

The two little Japans thanked again and again, dragging their elder brother and running away.

Gao Xianda thought he helped Uncle Jian run away this group of gangsters, and Uncle Jian would express his strong thanks to him.

Who knows Uncle Jian just sighed and picked up the broom to clean up the messy scene.

Gao Xianda knew that Uncle Jian’s usual business was not very good. At this time, he was smashed into the store again. It was inevitable that he felt a little bit distressed. I’ll pay."

Uncle Jian shook his head and said, "These things are not worth anything, what is sad. I'm worried about you. You're taking the lead for me, I don't know what trouble you will encounter in the future!"

Gao Xianda smiled confidently: "There is nothing to worry about. Such small debris can't do anything with them."

Uncle Jian said: "Hey, there are a lot of things you don't know. Now that the world is not peaceful, no one of these gangs is annoying."

Gao Xianda was confused by Uncle Jian. Unexpectedly, Uncle Jian even had a certain understanding of the social situation, so he laughed: "Unexpectedly, Uncle Jian, you know quite a bit."

Who knows that Uncle Jian just pointed to the TV in the corner calmly, and a news is playing on it: "Sweet, the Orange Grove gangster, was shot by the police, the gangs are about to move, and the police warn the public to travel cautiously..."

Unexpectedly, the efficiency of the media is so fast, what has just happened has been broadcast live. It’s the uncle Ken who has no culture, and he can understand it clearly from the pictures.

Gao Xianda could only smile bitterly and help Uncle Jian clean up the scene.

He was wasted just a few bites of the bowl of noodles just now, and after the exercise just now, Gao Xianda's stomach is now more hungry. So Uncle Ken helped him to refill the bowl again.

He said he could eat the noodles well this time. Who knows that just a few bites after eating, three more people came in at the door.

Two of them are very familiar, not the two Japanese brothers who were just beaten up by fat or who?

It's just that the gangster who took the lead may have been hit too hard by Gao Xianda, and it didn't appear this time.

This time it was a strong man in his thirties. He was shirtless, with tattoos all over his body, and wrapped around his stomach with a waistband, which looked awkward.

"Brother, it's him!" One of the younger brothers pointed at Gao Xianda.

The man nodded and said to Gao Xianda: "Did you dare to attack the people of our Oshima group, are you living impatiently?"

Gao Xianda scolded in his heart: "Do you still let people have a good meal?"

However, Gao Xianda behaved calmly and sneered: "When in Luo Shengdu, when will the Big Island team be able to take the table?"

The man slammed his chest twice with his hand and shouted, "Bold! How dare I insult my Oshima group so much? Today, I will meet you at the second meeting of Hetian!"

After talking about it, he kicked it on the table next to it and kicked it over. The oil and vinegar, seasonings, and chopstick cages were spilled all over again.

The black line on Gao Xianda's face, but he just cleaned it up now, how come? Could it be said that the **** of the Oshima group were all trained by a master?

"Are you stupid?" Gao Xianda said angrily. He swiped a watch on his right hand, pulled a 9mm pistol from it, pointed at Hetian Taiji, and said: "You little bastards, don't even have a gun, and dare to come out and learn to collect protection fees! Is it shameful?"

The pupils of Taiji Kawada tightened at once, and when those two younger brothers called him to come, they didn’t say that the people who were picking things up here had guns!

"Ba Ga!" Taiji Hetian glanced at the two younger brothers, and the two younger brothers all showed an aggrieved expression.

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