The strongest system is in the city

Even his eyes were higher than the top, and his raised head was drooping a little at this moment.

"You old boy, this time you really hit the iron plate, that Young Master Song is said to be the young master from a top family in the South China Sea.

I heard that the energy of their family can easily exceed the sum of Yun and Jianlin combined. "

They also live in a small county town. In normal times, Huizi and Ke Wen are both in a competitive relationship.But now that Ke Wen is about to fall, and even life and death are unpredictable, Huizi also feels deeply sad.

After all, they walked this road with their heads pinned to their waistbands, although on the surface they were very beautiful.

But how many of them can die well in the end?Most of them either died at the hands of their enemies or were sanctioned by the government.

Ke Wen's today, who can guarantee that it will not be Huizi's tomorrow?
"Okay, this time I really kicked on an iron plate that couldn't be harder.

I don't know what that Brother Zhen Ang is going to do with me?Do they have a chance? "

Ke Wen smiled bitterly, and asked weakly.

A kid from a rich family with such a big background was kidnapped and ravaged by him, and now he no longer expects himself to be safe and sound.

He was only worried about whether the group of brothers who followed him would be able to leave alive for a while, and whether they would also become a tool for that big man to vent his anger.

"What do you think? The forces he called over, no less than three groups as far as I know.

They are not here to travel. "

In fact, Ke Wen knew the answer early in the morning, and when he asked Huizi at this time, he just thought that there would be a little luck.

But Huizi's words are very skinny, and I feel that Ke Wen and his group have no reason to even fantasize about it.

"Forget it, come out to mess around, who is innocent, and you can't blame others if you get hurt today.

You want to do it? "

Ke Wen sat directly on the steps at the entrance of the factory building as if he had realized his enlightenment, while his younger brothers quickly came behind him, staring at Huizi and his group with vigilant expressions.

"We're just here to shout slogans."

Huizi took out two cigarettes, gave Ke Wen one, lit one himself and said.

Don't look at Ke Wen now as if he knows that there is no way out, and he is as harmless as a lamb with him.

Huizi knew that when others went up to fight with them, this guy still relentlessly told others about his affairs to Four Snow Mountain.

At this time, he brought people over to shout slogans, and it was enough for people to come out without any effort.

Why use your prime youth to fight desperately with a bunch of lunatics who know their time is numbered?

"It's fine if you don't do anything, everyone has been teasing you for so many years, and I don't want to hold you back before I die." Ke Wen smiled and lit a cigarette, laughing wildly.

"Ke Wen, let me see where you are going!"

But at this time, Jiang Wenhua led people to find this side, and when he saw Ke Wen and his party, he rushed over with his eyes shining as if he saw a ladder reaching the sky.

But think about it, this time Ke Wen was playing to vent his anger on Song Yong, as long as he, Jiang Wenhua, snatched Ke Wen's head before the rest of the forces came to the small county.

At that time, if Song Yong casually throws him a meaty bone, it will make him flourish.

"Jiang Wenhua? You want to do it?"

Ke Wen was still sitting on the steps, and blew a smoke ring unhurriedly.

But when he looked at Jiang Wenhua, Jiang Wenhua clearly felt that he was not being targeted by a single person.

Instead, he was taken as prey by a mad wolf licking his wound.

"What are you pretending to do? Brothers, do it for me!"

Jiang Wenhua secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and glanced at the number of people he brought over was more than double that of the text.

He pretended to be calm and said to the younger brothers under him.

"Hehe, do you really think that I, Ke Wen, are a lamb at the mercy of others? Brothers, it's time to make money. Kill one to get back the capital, and kill two to earn!"

Ke Wen let out a rage, and pulled out a butcher's knife from his back.

Even if he dies by looking at his posture, those who want to deal with him will not have a good time in the end.

"Kill one to pay back, kill two to earn!"

"Persimmon, do you dare to compare with me who kills more people?"

"Haha, why don't you dare, I was picked up by the boss from the pile of dead people in no man's land.

Still afraid of a bird! "

As Ke Wen's voice fell, the younger brothers standing behind him also took out daggers and switchblades one after another.

Each of them looked like they were insane, joking with each other.

"Dear me, if I hadn't had kind thoughts in my heart just now, the knife in the animal's hand would have chopped off at least two taels of meat for me."

Huizi at the side swallowed a mouthful of saliva seeing this posture.

At this time, Ke Wen and others had completely turned into wild beasts, and Huizi, who hadn't lived enough, said that he didn't want to fight them.

"Huizi, how about we join forces? Killing Ke Wen will take half of the credit?"

Jiang Wenhua also said that he hadn't lived enough, and turned around to drag Huizi who was watching the show into the water.

"Don't be kidding, I, Huizi, do serious business and don't engage in these fights and killings."

Huizi held his mouth shut, so he wasn't fooling around with Jiang Wenhua.

In order to please a pussy rich second generation, he used his own name to compete with others.

"Haha, Jiang Wenhua, you are considered number one in the Hezhou generation, why are you acting like a bitch now?"

Ke Wen laughed, he was enjoying, enjoying the deterrence brought by the madness at the end of his life.

"Ballless bitch!"

Ke Wen's younger brothers agree, Jiang Wenhua.

Known as Mr. Jiang from Hezhou, in order to pretend to be 1+3, he also forced a younger brother surnamed Chen under him to change his name to Chen Haonan.

He was right in front of them at this time, but facing their madness, this Mr. Jiang from Hezhou was terrified.

"Grass, get them for me!"

Jiang Wenhua felt his face was frustrated, he took out his weapon and gave orders to the younger brothers again.

Then, there was a fight between the two groups.

The sound of ping pong pong is endless, although the number of people on Ke Wen's side is less than half of that brought by Jiang Wenhua.

But these people had already put their lives to the Java country at this time, and each shot was extremely fierce.

Even if they are cut by others, they will stab the thing in their hands into other people's bodies.

For a while, Jiang Wenhua's people were suppressed by Ke Wen's younger brothers who were smaller than his side.

"Chen Haonan, I am Chengnan Persimmon, come and fight with me!"

Persimmon finds Chen Haonan, Jiang Wenhua's impostor.

Without waiting for someone to answer, he directly took the dagger in his hand and stabbed at the other person's chest.

"Hoo hoo..." The imposter Chen Haonan ran away in a hurry, the dagger in Shizi's hand brushed against his clothes and made a strong wind sound.

"Which pheasant is?" Come out and die! "

The big guy who was joking with Persimmon before also came out, kicked away a young Jiang Wenhua who was rushing towards him, and said to the fake pheasant in Jiang Wenhua's camp very arrogantly.

"Tsk tsk, isn't Mr. Jiang going to do it himself?
It seems that some of your generals are not good enough. "

Ke Wen easily put down the two boys who blocked the way, and approached Jiang Wenhua with a bloody butcher's knife to provoke him.