Chapter 112 Long Hair, Long Time No See
Although it is already autumn, the day still gets bright very early.
"call--"
Chen Feng slowly exhaled a breath and gently opened his eyes.
"When I got this spirit-gathering ring, I had no use for it. Unexpectedly, this ring has a remarkable effect on me now." Chen Feng felt the situation in his body and couldn't help but smile.
"With this ring, the effect of one night's practice is equivalent to three days of practice, which saves me twice the time." Chen Feng clenched his fists, his eyes full of confidence.
A crisp cell phone ringtone rang, and Chen Feng picked it up.
"Hello, Chen Feng." A soft female voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding sneaky.
"Lily, why did you call so early?" Chen Feng looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was only half past five. Moreover, Li Li's sneaky tone also made him a little confused.
"Chen Feng, I don't have time to tell you that much now. Let's meet at the entrance of Times Square at nine o'clock this morning." Li Li's voice seemed urgent and suppressed, as if to prevent others from hearing her.
"Oh, okay." Chen Feng suppressed the doubts in his heart and nodded.
"Remember, don't come. If you don't come, you will be doomed!" Li Li's voice was slightly heavier, which was considered a warning.
"Okay, I won't be late..." Before Chen Feng could finish his promise, Li Li had already hung up the phone.
"Hey, this Lily is so mysterious, she doesn't know what's going on." Chen Feng shook his head and muttered.
After walking out of the hospital, Chen Feng came to a bun shop not far away.
Those who make breakfast are busy people. Because the pace of life in big cities is fast, many people come here to have breakfast before 6 o'clock.
"Chen Feng, it's so early today." The boss was a fat man. When he saw Chen Feng, he greeted Chen Feng with a smile.
Chen Feng is an old customer here. He has been eating here often since he started managing the morgue.
"Haha, it's still the same old rules, a bowl of soy milk and a basket of steamed dumplings." Chen Feng laughed and said, this boss is a real person, he does not do business with adulteration, and he is in tune with Chen Feng's temper.
"Okay!" the fat boss shouted, skillfully making the soy milk for Chen Feng, and then came to Chen Feng holding a basket of steamed buns.
"The soybeans for today's soy milk were brought by a relative of mine from my hometown. They are absolutely of high quality. I specially ground some soy milk for you to try." The fat boss said with pride.
"Well, it is indeed much more fragrant than before." Chen Feng took a sip and gave a thumbs up.
"Haha, as long as you like it, that's fine." The fat boss smiled very contentedly.
At this time, several discordant voices came.
"Boss, who is the boss?" Several people with hair dyed in various colors walked into the hotel aggressively and shouted.
"Here he is, he's here!" The boss was an honest man. When he saw this posture, he hurriedly and cautiously greeted him.
"Boss, from now on, this area will be under the control of our prince." As he said that, the yellow-haired young man at the head looked sideways at the fat boss and said conspiratorially: "From today on, the protection of two hundred dollars a day will The fee is collected every morning!”
"This..." The boss looked bitterly, looked at the gangster leader anxiously, and couldn't help but said: "Brother, the shop is a small business, is two hundred yuan too much? In the past, the Xiaolong Gang was not just Do you charge 50?"
The turnover of this steamed stuffed bun shop is only 500 to 600 yuan a day. If the protection fee of 200 yuan is deducted, excluding the rent, water and electricity, there is no profit at all.
"Hmph!" The leader of the gangster looked at the fat boss with dissatisfaction and yelled: "Little Dragon Gang? Little Dragon Gang has been destroyed by our prince's gang a long time ago! Let me tell you, if you don't hand over, something might happen.
When the time comes, don’t blame our bastards for not coming forward to protect you.”
"This...this..." The middle-aged fat man looked embarrassed, his face full of struggle: "This princeling's eldest brother, can you please be less?"
"Male Gobi, I'm going to talk to you, you can negotiate terms with me!" As he said this, the gangster looked fierce and grabbed the fat boss's clothes, trying to pull him in front of him.
However, the fat boss’s body was covered in flesh, so what part could he move? With one pull, the fat boss’s body was not moved even half an inch, but a piece of fabric was ripped off the fat boss’s sweat vest.
"Damn it!" Without touching the fat boss's body, the gangster felt that he had lost face. He immediately shouted angrily and was about to step forward and use violence.
"Stop!" A loud shout suddenly came from the street outside.
I saw a young man rushing into the shop with a machete and looking at these gangsters with anger.
The young man has short hair, and there are faint traces of tattoos on his exposed arms that have not been completely washed away.
"Eh?" Seeing this person, Chen Feng let out a little surprise.
"San'er, what are you doing? Didn't you promise me never to use this thing again?" When the fat boss saw the young man rushing in with a knife, he suddenly became anxious and explained to the gangsters: "How many times?"
Big brother, please don’t be offended by the fact that children are ignorant.”
As he said that, the fat boss nodded and bowed, took out a pack of cigarettes and passed them over: "I'll pay the protection fee, I'll pay it right away!"
"The protection fee must be paid." The leading gangster took the cigarette from the fat boss's hand carelessly, lit it and took a comfortable puff: "But since this brother has shown his knife, shouldn't we also communicate?
Communicate. Isn’t that right, brothers?”
After saying that, he first touched in his trouser pocket and took out a brown round rod. Then, he pressed a button on it, and a knife blade came out brightly.
This brown round stick turned out to be a spring knife!
Following the actions of the leading gangster, several other gangsters also took out the same spring knife. For a moment, the sharpness of the blade tip made the fat boss tremble.
However, he did not retreat out of fear. Instead, he begged eagerly: "Brothers, children are not sensible, so don't be like them."
"Go away!" The leader of the gangster had a hard look on his face, and immediately kicked the fat boss away, and then shouted: "Brothers, this guy dares to show off his sword to our prince, give him a lesson."
look!"
As he said that, the gangster leader waved the switchblade first, then rushed towards the young man, and they fought together.
When the other gangsters saw it, they followed him with ferocious looks.
"Brother, don't do it!" The fat boss shouted anxiously, but found that it had no effect. In desperation, he picked up the meat-mincing knife on the chopping board and chopped at one person.
"Ah! I'm going to fuck you!" The last gangster was hit immediately and received a cut on his left hand. He immediately became angry and waved the switchblade at the fat boss.
"Ah——" The fat boss held his stomach, blood dripping from his hands.
"Brother!" The young man cried out sadly and rushed towards the fat boss full of sorrow.
"Boy, die!" At this moment, the gangster leader shouted, and the switchblade in his hand stabbed straight at the young man's waist.
The young man was so focused on the fat boss that he never paid attention to the movement behind him. By the time he noticed it, it was already too late to dodge.
"Dead." Looking at the switchblade that was already close at hand, a flash of despair flashed through the young man's heart.
Chapter completed!