A Panda's Martial Arts

"I...I am your brother Ma."

Looking at the big hand pressing on the table, the leading strong man swallowed instinctively.

"Why, you want to stand up for this group of people? I warn you, they are the ones who provoked the wrong one first..."

"Hey, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding."

Qiao Dong chuckled, and put his arms around the shoulders of this strong man who called himself "Brother Ma".

A subtle touch came from the palm, which was the unconscious trembling of the strong man.

This meant that the matter was half done, and the smile on Qiao Dong's face became even wider.

When he first received Lao Feng's errand, Qiao Dong knew that this situation probably wouldn't work out——

After all, unlike people's usual understanding, these street hooligans don't always fight with their hands, and they actually look at people when they do it.

Only when they confirm that the opponent is a soft persimmon that can be manipulated at will will they use violence unscrupulously.

As for when the opponent shows a certain strength, they will not act rashly.

It's okay to win, but if you lose, you will lose your face, and if you meet one or two people who are cornered, you may lose your life on the spot.

And this process of showing strength is what people often say "showing the holiness in front of people".

Commonly known as "beep".

Looking up at the strong men who came to make trouble, and seeing how they were holding rubber sticks and unable to advance or retreat, Qiao Dong knew that his "Appearing in front of others" just now had some effect——

After all, he also knows a little about the deterrent power brought by his strong muscles, which is also one of the purposes of his muscle training.

But it's just a show, and it's not enough to pretend.

"Although I don't know what's going on, there must be some misunderstanding between everyone, otherwise I wouldn't bother Brother Ma to bring such a group of people here... and all of them are carrying guys."

While talking, Qiao Dong smiled and took off the stick from "Brother Ma".

Then, in the eyes of everyone, the steel swinging stick was twisted to pieces like a twist, and the steel at the joint of the stick even tore and split because it couldn't bear the huge stress.

Watching the steel swing stick twist and deform bit by bit in Qiao Dong's hands, the hearts of the strong men twitched bit by bit.

A strong man full of muscles may not be able to fight, but a strong man who can twist steel is another matter-the former may still be able to fight in groups based on the number of people, but the latter...no one wants to be twisted like this last one.

After all, their bones may not be as hard as steel.

"Oh, by the way, I brought a friend over here, Brother Ma, you happen to know him too."

As he spoke, Qiao Dong turned his head to greet Xuangang Yamaguchi.

"Old Shan! Come here! Brother Ma wants to learn about karate! You can just show him some gestures!"

"Just make gestures..."

Yamaguchi Xuangang looked at it for a while, and probably knew what Qiao Dong wanted to do, so he didn't talk nonsense, and walked directly to the table next to Qiao Dong.

Sitting on his back and sitting on his hips, with the three sharp points facing each other, he had already made all the preparations before he took a step - even without the loud shouts that he would shout every day, the knife in his hand had already been drawn down silently.

With a crisp sound, the corner of the solid wood table fell to the ground.

"call……"

Letting out a breath, Yamaguchi Xuangang was quite proud. Thanks to his research on boxing theory during this period of time, the blow just now can be said to be the best level in his life-cutting off the corner of the table without moving the table, a person who knows how to do it Everyone knows what level this blow means.

But it's a pity that his showing off this time was a wink to the blind man.

These street hooligans don't know any boxing skills. They only saw that after the man who was as strong as a monster spoke, the short bald man performed a chopping table with one hand-it is also a hard stubble that he can break the board with his bare hands.But it's just this bald head, they are not afraid.

But counting the strong man who claimed to be Qiao Dong, it might not be so.

A good player will be beaten down by the group, but two good players will support each other. When two people are together, the effect of one plus one is greater than two. With these few people, they may not be able to cure.

"Then what, Marco."

Some gangsters couldn't help but speak.

"How about this time first..."

"Shut up! Do you have a share in talking!"

Brother Ma, who was being embraced by Qiao Dong, gritted his teeth and turned his head to curse angrily. He also took a few steps back, away from the terrifying demon who could twist a stick into twists.

If he had the intention of retreating a little earlier, the persuasion from his subordinates now made him put off the idea of ​​running away——

Yes, the strong man in front of him is not something he can provoke at first glance, but the people who made him come here to make trouble are the ones he can provoke?

Those who can gain a foothold in the lucrative industry like bars and nightclubs are not people with some background. Perhaps it is not so easy for them to touch Old Feng, but if they want to touch him, a hooligan who shows people how to make a living, then they can do it. so easy.

If you get angry because things didn't go well...

"Surround them around me! No one is allowed to run!"

Raising his hand and pointing at Qiao Dong and the staff behind him, Brother Ma gritted his teeth viciously.

"Wait! You wait for me!"

While talking, he already took out his new mobile phone and dialed a number that he didn't want to dial anyway.

"Hey, Boss, it's me, Xiao Ma... Well, yes, something happened, there is a problem, I can only rely on you..."

"Uh..." Seeing the other party calling for someone, Qiao Dong just looked at him with his arms folded, and even raised his hand to stop Lao Feng who wanted to call the police out of fear.

Logically speaking, it is definitely right to call the police, but practically speaking, it can only treat the symptoms, but not the root cause——

These street gangsters in front of them did not accept the official discipline, and now there are people behind them to support them. Although the official intervention can make them leave for a while, it will only get worse later.

After all, in their eyes, disputes and fights are a matter of the Jianghu, and the Jianghu is a matter of the Jianghu. Reporting to the officials will only make them look down on them.

"It's not just looking down on face, it's looking down on your strength. If you report to the police, you're admitting that you can't deal with them on your own. After that, when the police can't see you, they will all come to trouble you."

When he saw Lao Feng and Yamaguchi Xuangang still a little confused, Qiao Dong explained a few words in a low voice.

Gengang Yamaguchi, who was born in Japan, nodded to express his understanding. After all, there are not many gangs of various sizes in Japan.But Lao Feng secretly remembered all these words, and showed a grateful look to Qiao Dong.

These words may not be politically correct, but Lao Feng, who has been in business for many years, knows that sometimes the correct words may not work.

Like this kind of life experience that goes against common sense, it is good for everyone to know it in their hearts on weekdays, and they are unwilling to say it in leisure time.

Now that Qiao Dong is willing to talk about this, it is enough to show that his money was not wasted this time, and he really found the right person.

"So we're just waiting now, waiting for their boss to come?"

"Yes, wait for someone who can keep his word to come."

Qiao Dong nodded.

"Then we here are responsible for singing the red face, showing that you have the ability to not follow their tricks, and then you are responsible for singing the bad face, showing a little attitude that you are willing to talk...

It can't be too soft, at least it has to be tough, but it can't be too hard, after all, you have crossed the line first.You should know where this scale is, right? "

"I know, I know, I know this."

Old Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, he still understood this.

After all, he didn't pay attention to the unspoken rules of the industry, making money from cross-border first, and the strength shown by the opponent made him unable to completely subdue him, so it would be great if he could negotiate peace——

But peace talks can also be divided into standing talks and kneeling talks. Right now, Qiao Dong has undoubtedly created an opportunity for him to talk standing up. If this matter can go through smoothly, he will be able to gain a foothold in this business.

Thinking of this, Lao Feng couldn't help but feel high-spirited, he was no longer out of breath, and his body was no longer trembling like before.

"No, then I have to make a call."

After thinking about it, Lao Feng still took out his mobile phone and called some of his acquaintances.

This time, it was not for the officials to call the police, but to prevent the officials from calling the police. The disputes in the blind park became part of extracurricular activities in his mouth, and those who came to find troubles also became his company. security guard--

Overtly and secretly, the relevant personnel were asked to let him go, after all, he was going to stand up and be a big boss in a while.

Otherwise, after a while the two sides started talking, and ended up being handcuffed to the police station together, that would be a lot of fun.

"But why hasn't their boss here yet..."

After several phone calls, Lao Feng who put away his phone frowned.Now that Qiao Dong and Yamaguchi Xuangang are supporting him, he vaguely has the air of being a big brother.

"It's been dark for a long time."

"Uh……"

Qiao Dong is also a little embarrassed, he can confirm that his thinking is correct, and he is also confident that his force value can help Lao Feng get things done - but right now they have waited too long, it's already 08 :30 It's almost nine o'clock.

There are far fewer passers-by around. Occasionally, a few pedestrians choose to walk around after seeing this group of vicious men. Since Lao Feng has found a relationship, the nearby police have no intention of chasing them away. A group of people on both sides Just sticking around here and staring at each other, no one knows what to do.

"That...is called Brother Ma, right?"

After a moment of silence, Qiao Dong still spoke to the gangsters looking for trouble.

"Is the boss over there still here today? How about we change the day?"

"Boss is blocked on Tianfu Avenue, he will be here in a while."

Taking over a new swinging stick from his subordinates to strengthen his courage, Brother Ma continued to grit his teeth.

"You wait, you will die when the boss comes!"

"Uh..." Qiao Dong couldn't say a word for a long time, and he looked at the gangsters with a little more pity.

Obviously he was so scared that he wanted to run away immediately, but because the boss was coming, he had to grit his teeth and hold on. In order to maintain that vicious look, he was even forced to stand until now, and no one even sat down to play with his mobile phone... Sure enough, 360 Well, every line has its own difficulties.

"Okay, okay, let's not go, and wait here with you, okay?"

With this compassion, Qiao Dong and his party waited until ten o'clock in the evening.

Just when Lao Feng was thinking that it would not be easy for this group of people to stand for a long time, and whether he should go to the supermarket next door to buy a few boxes of water, a heavy motorcycle drove over from a distance.

"through……"

Looking at the figure on the motorcycle, Qiao Dong cursed on the spot.

This was not because the other party came too late, but because the giant man on the motorcycle was even stronger than himself.

The situation was a little different from what he expected.

If it was an ordinary person, he could still rely on the method of "appearing in front of others" to suppress the opponent's aura and force the peace talks, but if it was the giant man on the motorcycle in front of him...

"Little horse, what's going on?"

The roaring motorcycle stopped in front of the small park, and a two-meter-tall giant got off the motorcycle, frowning slightly.

"You're all..."