The strongest soldier

The capital of Britain is shrouded in the night, with neon lights flashing in the bustling streets. The roads are full of cars and pedestrians coming out for recreation. The traffic flow is heavy and the speed cannot be increased. Everyone is queuing up and driving slowly, but one taxi is very special. The engine Roaring, speeding up and down, constantly overtaking other cars, with an eager look, which attracted a lot of curses from the surrounding car owners, but the taxi turned a blind eye and rushed forward.

In the car, Luo Zheng calmly stared ahead, constantly looking for the black business car. It took some time to chase the black business car, but the black business car seemed to have disappeared. Luo Zheng was depressed, and suddenly saw a person at the intersection in front of him. A black business car suddenly turned right and was blocked by a tall tourist bus.

"Go to the right." Luo Zheng said in a deep voice.

"I saw it, don't worry." The taxi driver responded calmly, turned the steering wheel and rushed over, and soon caught up with the black commercial car. The taxi driver said in a deep voice: "It was caused by the rear-end collision and forced stop. You'll bear the loss, do you want to do this?"

"Don't worry, just follow him." Luo Zheng said in a deep voice.

"The other party suddenly accelerated. He is obviously suspicious. Boy, don't blame me for not warning you. The other party doesn't look simple. If you go up alone, you will die. It's best to call the police. If it's not convenient, call someone. If you go forward, something may happen. "The taxi driver said calmly.

Luo Zheng looked at the taxi driver in surprise. The taxi driver smiled calmly and explained: "I'm a retired soldier. The scene doesn't matter. It's up to you to listen or not. The other party has already turned into the street in front. I We can’t go any further.”

"Oh? Why?" Luo Zheng asked in surprise.

"The front is the skinhead's territory. It doesn't matter if you pick up and drop off guests normally. Your situation is obviously not a normal pick up and drop off of guests. It doesn't look like you are a skinhead. Since the black business car dares to go inside, it means you are familiar with the people inside. You can only Get off at the intersection ahead." The taxi driver explained in a deep voice.

"Skinheads?" Luo Zheng was shocked. As the head of the Secret Bureau, Luo Zheng had naturally heard of the skinheads. It is one of the largest gangs in the world. It is said that its headquarters is in the polar bear country, and its branches are all over the world, just like the Black Hand. Like the Party, they are not gangs to be trifled with. After thinking about it, he said, "Then step aside."

The taxi driver was unwilling to take the risk for Luo Zheng and stopped at the intersection. Luo Zheng got out of the car after paying three times the price. The taxi driver suddenly shouted: "Young man, seeing how generous you are, if you are willing to pay double the price, I can wait here for you to come out and send you away. Going in is no joke. If no one is here to help you, you will definitely die, how about it?"

Luo Zheng thought of the other party's skillful driving skills and if it would be good to wait here, he agreed: "Okay, wait for me for one hour and I will give you three times the fare."

"Okay, be careful." The taxi driver agreed.

Luo Zheng turned around and walked forward. The street in front was also very busy. The shops were open for business. Men and women were wandering at the door. They were dressed in weird clothes. Their hair was dyed green and green, and their clothes were in strange shapes. Most of them were young people, and they all looked at them curiously. Luo Zheng came, discussing something in a low voice.

Luo Zheng walked forward slowly and saw a black business car parked on the roadside in front. Next to it was a bar. There were many fat and muscular men gathered at the door. They were bald, with their upper bodies exposed, and had strange tattoos on their bodies. With a fierce look in his eyes, Luo Zheng walked forward for a short distance vigilantly, looked at the bar sign, and secretly made a note, not wanting to cause trouble here, and prepared to evacuate.

At this time, some bald men gathered around from all corners. Luo Zheng noticed this keenly and simply refused to leave. He couldn't leave anyway, so he came to sit down at the door of a simple steak shop next to the bar. At a small table, several diners were eating steak and drinking beer. They didn't look like kind people.

Luo Zheng sat down carelessly and shouted in international lingua franca: "Boss, the steak is medium rare, and a beer."

Someone in the steakhouse said yes, but no one came out. Luo Zheng didn't mind. He looked around calmly, and his eyes fell on the table knife on the table. The knife was not big, but it was definitely a deadly weapon. , Luo Zheng calmly clasped the knife in his left hand and hid it in his sleeve. His body was slightly sideways, and his whole body was tense, ready to attack at any time.

A group of bald men gathered around. Some of them crossed their arms and looked at Luo Zheng curiously. They couldn't understand how a yellow man dared to come to this street. Some of them stared at Luo Zheng with angry faces, as if they were about to take action. It was as if Luo Zheng's appearance on this street embarrassed them.

One of the fat middle-aged men made a stop gesture. Everyone stopped, slowly dispersed, and surrounded Luo Zheng. The fat man took two steps forward, stared at Luo Zheng coldly and shouted in a deep voice: " Boy, where are you from? Why did you come to our territory?"

"It's easy to talk about a business deal with your boss." Luo Zheng said coldly. Luo Zheng has experience in dealing with these dark forces. He knows that these guys look domineering and vicious, but they will not mess around until the matter is clear, because they are afraid of Offend people you shouldn't offend.

When the fat man saw Luo Zheng coming up, he wanted to see the boss. He looked like a gangster on the road, and his heart tightened, but he said with a disdainful sneer on his face: "Who are you? How dare you come here to act wild? You can see the boss whenever you want?"

"Really? It's best to be honest, you can't afford the consequences." Luo Zheng sneered disdainfully, not taking these people seriously at all. Ever since he was awakened by Tie Diao and mastered the technique of using inner energy, Luo Zheng Zheng has greater confidence in his own strength. Although he is not as good as Tie Diao, he is more than enough to deal with these people.

"Ah——." Suddenly a strong man roared angrily, picked up a wooden stool and slammed it down towards Luo Zheng.

Luo Zheng was determined to show his authority, so he did not stand up to fight back. Instead, he waved his hand to block it, as if he was impatiently chasing away flies. He smashed the stool to pieces with a wave of his hand, making a clattering sound. Everyone around him was stunned, knowing that he had met a real person. The masters all became alert and started to fight in groups.

The fat and strong man's eyes also became wary, and he immediately stopped everyone's actions. He looked up and down at the fearless Luo Zheng. He knew that the person who came was not good and he was not someone he could provoke. In order to avoid causing trouble to the organization, the fat and strong man Han said in a deep voice: "Friend, what do you call me?"

"You are not qualified to know." Luo Zheng said coldly.

These words were particularly harsh in the ears of the bald men around them. Each of them had livid faces and coldly warned Luo Zheng. Their eyes were full of fierce light and they were about to run away. The fat and strong man was also angry, his face was livid, and his eyes were fierce. Staring at Luo Zheng, he shouted: "Boy, are you looking for death?"