The Personal Crazy Soldiers of the Beautiful President

"Pong!"

But just after Xu Ling yelled, the man who stabbed Yang Feng with fierce eyes flew out backwards.

"boom!"

A deck was knocked over and shattered in an instant.

"what!"

Yang Feng's decisiveness shocked He Yong and the others.

"Abandoned him!"

But several people became more and more fierce.

"Don't go to the third floor to call someone!"

Xu Ling, with a horrified expression, shouted loudly towards the security guard beside him.

People from Shajing Club have been in the KTV on the third floor of Hongyan Bar every day recently.

"Yes, I will go!"

A security guard immediately ran to the third floor.

The Hongyan Bar is the place where the Manhole Club watches, and this is the time for the Shajing Club to come forward!

"Chi la~!"

With a ferocious expression, He Yong pulled out a woodworking steel ruler in vain, and slashed at Yang Feng's arm like a knife.

He turned out to be a strong practitioner!
The whole arm will be cut off by this foot!

"Humph!"

But Yang Feng with a stern face suddenly pointed out.

"Pong!"

A finger pierced through He Yong's right shoulder bone like a gun.

"Ahh~!"

He Yong suddenly wailed in pain, and his whole arm went limp in an instant!

"Chi la~!"

But Yang Feng's shots didn't stop, but hit like a machine gun.

"Puff puff~!"

The arms and shoulder bones of the three besieged men were also instantly pierced.

"Ahhhhh~!"

The arms of the four were crippled in an instant, and they wailed in pain.

It's like being shot, but it's more painful than being hit by a bullet!
"you you…"

He Yong's face was pale, and he already knew that Yang Feng was definitely not an ordinary person!

You don't need to think about piercing your fingers through someone's shoulder bones to know that you are a master of martial arts!

The rest of the people looked even more frightened, as if they had seen a ghost!
"This, how is this possible!"

Dong Xin who was not far away suddenly got up, and looked at Yang Feng in horror!

"Close the door, no one is allowed in or out!"

"Shuh~!"

At this moment, a cold drink resounded through the audience, and the large rolling doors at the front and back of Hongyan Bar were immediately closed.

The whole bar is quiet!
A group of men with the same tattoos on their wrists, shoulders, backs, large and small, walked down from the third floor quickly.

The snow-white chests of several coquettish women also have the same pattern of giant pythons surrounding a golden king character!

"Sha, Shajing Club!"

Seeing this group of people, some people's expressions changed slightly.

"what!"

Dong Xin was even more frightened.

"Manhole Club!"

The faces of He Yong and the others who were pale also changed slightly. Although the manhole society is cleaning up white, it is a real black country!

In front of the manhole society, they are just punks who can't fight.

"Who is causing trouble, kneel down for me!"

"Wow~!"

A young man with a chain on his earrings connected to his nose stood on the dance floor, looking as if he was about to judge someone's life.

This is the small leader of the Shajing Society, Jiaodu, and his ruthless methods are loved by some veterans of the Shajing Society who advocate fighting and killing.

"Ok?"

"Young Master Yang!"

But Sha Hu, who walked out of the private room on the third floor and stood on the guardrail watching, shrank his eyes.

"Wow~!"

"Pong!"

It was picked directly from the third floor, but it landed in the center of the dance floor extremely lightly, shocking everyone around.

The angles are back down!
He Yong even shrank his eyes!
The Four King Kongs of the Manhole Society, Sand Tiger!
It turned out to be a master with a body like a bow!

"Young Master Yang."

Sha Hu cupped his fists and saluted Yang Feng who was smiling but not smiling very respectfully.

"Oh, broke through?"

Seeing Shahu, Yang Feng smiled, and Shahu has already stepped into the realm where his body is like a bow!
With a breakthrough in practicing hard skills, Shahu is already considered a character!
"Yes, thank you Young Master Yang for your kindness of reinvention!" Sha Hu clasped his fists again and bowed.

"I remember your name is Sand Tiger."

For Sha Hu, a martial artist who cultivates hard skills, Yang Feng still has a good impression.

"Yes, Young Master Yang, please give me instructions."

Shahu's respect at this moment not only shocked the people in the Shajing Club, but also shocked the more than 300 people in the bar.

Even under Shahu's signal, Jiaodu, who just let the troublemaker kneel down, rushed to the third floor smartly.

The pale He Yong staggered.

A person who can make the manhole society so awed, even a fool would know that he is a big shot!
"No, impossible!"

Dong Xin even slumped down on the deck.

"These people said that I scratched their car, but they were going to chop me up right away. Take a look at what's going on."

"If it's your manhole society's instructions behind it, then it can only be said that your manhole society's strength is exhausted."

Yang Feng's voice was flat, but there was a tone that decided the life and death of the Manhole Society!

"Young Master Yang, these people are definitely not from our manhole club."

"Come on, interrogate!"

Shahu was terrified, Yang Feng's words had reached this point, if this was not done well, the Shajing Club might really be doomed.

"Wow~!"

"Ahhh~!"

Immediately, people from the Manhole Society set up He Yong and the others, without even asking, they opened their mouths, pinched out their tongues, and began to torture them.

The means of torture are extremely skilled.

But no one around here dared to take photos with their mobile phones!

Don't even dare to look more!
"And the one over there."

Yang Feng smiled and pointed to Dong Xin not far away.

"Peng~!"

Seeing that He Yong and others were tortured to extract a confession by the people from the manhole society, Dong Xin's body began to tremble. Seeing Yang Feng pointing at him, Dong Xin's legs went limp.

Kneeling on the ground.

Finished!

Dong Xin was terrified.

"Your Majesty!"

"Pong!"

The two big men from the manhole society grabbed Dong Xin and knelt down in front of Yang Feng like they were catching a rabbit.

I haven't asked questions yet, so I will use torture directly!

"Ahhhhh~!"

Suddenly, several people in the field howled in pain.

"I said, I can say anything..."

The little finger was broken off, the teeth were pulled out abruptly, and the eyelids were cut off. Several people immediately wailed in horror.

People around me felt numb all over, and their eyelids were cut off. It was torture, and they couldn't sleep normally in the future.

However, the few people who were tortured to extract confessions did not know what the Shajing Society was going to ask.

"Young Master Yang!"

"Wow~!"

Wang Mang, the boss of the manhole club, hurried down from the third floor.

Hearing that Jiaodu reported that it was Yang Feng, Wang Mang immediately turned over from a young model, got up wrapped in a bathrobe, and drove off.

"Wang Mang, thanks to your manhole society being the underground ruler of Shenchuan County, you can still allow other small groups? If you don't want to mix, then give way to other people."

Yang Feng looked at Wang Mang expressionlessly.

The Shajing Society claims to rule the underground forces in Shenchuan County, rule, that is, there are no other black states, and no other small forces can do it!
But He Yong and the others are clearly organized and small groups. Even if they come from the construction site, it means that the manhole club is not good!
"This…"

Wang Mang's mind tightened, but he was full of helplessness. The manhole society has been bleaching for the past few years, and has gradually relaxed the development of other forces.

But Yang Feng's answer is not good, he will die, and give way to other ambitious people.

You must know that there have been differences in the Manhole Society in the past few years, and half of the people who agree with whitewashing have not arrived. If he hadn't been supported by the Four King Kong, it would be difficult to wash whitewashing!

"Young Master Yang, I, I..."

"I'm not an example!"

Wang Mang didn't know what to say, it seemed that at this moment he suddenly understood that it was impossible for Heibang to be white, and black was black!

Now that you have embarked on this path, it will be black to the end!

At this moment, Wang Mang actually snuffed out his thoughts of bleaching, but he was also a little unwilling.

He really wanted to clean up his crimes, because the underworld would only end in perishment in the end!

"Is it an example? Well, then you can figure it out." Yang Feng smiled.

"Yes."

Wang Mang immediately looked at Dong Xin who was kneeling on the ground with cold eyes, and He Yong who was kneeling on the ground as if his arms were pierced!

Before asking questions, just using torture, several people told the whole story.

"Remove this bastard's hands, and take his eye and kidney!"

Wang Mang looked at Dong Xin in disgust, killing is easy, but he knew that at this moment, the only way to relieve his anger is to make this bastard feel worse than death!
"No, no, no, no, ah..."

Dong Xin was terrified and already incontinent.

"Others, they knocked on my knees!"

Wang Mang was furious. It was not a pity for this group of people to die, but they almost harmed his manhole club.

"Take it away and deal with it, the bar is still open."

Yang Feng waved his hand slightly, Wang Mang's methods are extremely cruel to ordinary people, but in Ouzhou, in the world of martial arts, this is already benevolent!

At least Yang Feng has a way that is ten times and a hundred times crueler than this, making life worse than death!