Chen Yaoxing has always thought he was arrogant enough, but when he saw Song Zhichao coming over to challenge him alone, he realized that the other party was even more arrogant than him.

Is this despising yourself?

Or are you looking down on yourself?

He actually dared to come alone.

When Chen Yaoxing thought of this, he spat on the ground viciously, and then said to Song Zhichao: "Are you very arrogant? You actually came here alone!"

Song Zhichao glanced at the horse-boy beside Chen Yaoxing and smiled and said, "Is it necessary to mobilize all the troops? I see that these little guys around you are very bored!"

"Will they be bored? You will know later." Chen Yaoxing grinned.

"Oh, is that so, I'm looking forward to it!" said Song Zhichao.

"Where is your car? Is that one?" Chen Yaoxing pointed to the racing car that Song Zhichao drove. It is more appropriate to say it is a car than a car, because it is a black Bentley.

"Yes, it's this one, the Bentley is a special Bentley for picking up and dropping off VIPs in Fulihua Hotel!"

As soon as Song Zhichao said this, he immediately made Chen Yaoxing and others laugh.

This is obviously a funny guy.

"What? Are you laughing? Are you driving such a super expensive but super old-fashioned Bentley to pick up and drop off guests to play racing with me?" Chen Yaoxing looked at Song Zhichao with a squinting look on his face.

Song Zhichao looked at his car, then looked at Chen Yaoxing, and suddenly said, "Who said he was coming to play racing with you? You're so funny!"

Chen Yaoxing: "..." His face was strange, "What did you say? I heard it right?"

Song Zhichao lit his hand and lit a cigarette, looked up, and sniffed: "You heard right, I'm playing a ghost with you!" He said in a contemptuous tone, and his eyes lingering in the smoke seemed extremely disdainful.

Chen Yaoxing's face turned red and white.

He never expected that Song Zhichao would dare to say this and slapped himself in the face in front of so many people.

fury!

"What did you say? Pooh!"

If it weren't for his identity, Chen Yaoxing would have pounced on him and tear him to eat him, and he would dare to play with me like this.

Song Zhichao clamped the cigarette and swept his eyebrows with his tail finger, not afraid of Chen Yaoxing's anger: "I speak Chinese, why don't you understand? Why don't you understand? Why don't you learn English! But have you learned English? I heard that you are just a parking guy, probably not English - don't stare, you look very fierce, I'm really afraid of it alone."

Song Zhichao said in a hurry, but his tone, expression, and the ashes splashed out of smoke, showed his ignorance of Chen Yaoxing.

Chen Yaoxing was extremely angry, but smiled gloomy and smiled: "Since you are not here to race, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Song Zhichao glanced at Chen Yaoxing, and a hint of coolness flashed on his casual face, "I'm here to settle the score with you."

"Calling the accounts?"

"Yes, you drove into Mr. Fu before, and he was all my friends. As a friend, I came here to help him seek justice!"

"Trying for justice? Hahaha!" Chen Yaoxing laughed loudly, tears almost flowing out of his eyes. "He said he came to me for justice!"

The long-haired gangs around them also laughed, looking at Song Zhichao, as if they were looking at a fool.

"You ask me for justice, and you can't even do anything to me. What can you do to me? You bite me? Grass!" Chen Yaoxing sneered at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao looked at Chen Yaoxing who looked arrogant and said slowly: "I wonder if you have heard this sentence. People are doing it, God is seeing it. If you come out and get it back sooner or later!"

"Listen to your god!" Chen Yaoxing did not give Song Zhichao any face. In his eyes, this was a fool who came to seek death.

Song Zhichao shook his head, "It seems that these lines are really useless - the movies are indeed lying."

"What are you talking about? Jijiwaiwai-Look at how many people are you running over, I will give you face, and I will only break one leg in a while!" Chen Yaoxing pointed to Song Zhichao, "If I were you, I would kneel down and beg me now!"

Song Zhichao looked at Chen Yaoxing with a smile, and suddenly he flicked the cigarette butt at him, "I'll kneel down to your mother!"

With a swish, the cigarette butt almost popped into Chen Yaoxing's face with Mars. Chen Yaoxing hurriedly turned his head and dodged, making him embarrassed.

Before Chen Yaoxing got angry, he ordered his younger brothers to call Song Zhichao for a flop. He saw Song Zhichao take a step back and then said, "Start! Break one of his legs!"

Uh, who is he talking to?

Chen Yaoxing was puzzled and saw something was wrong around him. The gang of gangsters who had been dancing and having fun around the bonfire actually stopped the noise and surrounded them together.

One of them was thin and fierce, and kicked the gasoline barrel that was burning with a bonfire to the ground.

With a thud, a large piece of firewood burning in the gasoline cylinder rolled out. The thin man picked up a long wooden stick on fire, waved it twice, and then said to Song Zhichao: "Don't worry, Mr. Song, this is Macau. Even if he is really a tiger, he is still a toothless tiger!"

Chen Yaoxing seemed to understand something, turned around suddenly, looked at the thirty or forty people surrounding him, and asked loudly: "Are you from the same group?"

The thin man laughed, "I know, Macau Jin A Shui, a small character who is not good at it, probably you don't know me either; but I have heard of your name - Chen Yaoxing, the tiger of Wan Chai, is very famous!"

Jin A Shui?

Chen Yaoxing vaguely felt that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember what kind of person it was.

At this moment, under the leadership of "Jin Ashui", the number of people from 30 to 40 had surrounded Chen Yaoxing and his group, and the circle was getting smaller and smaller.

Chen Yaoxing leaned against Changmao, and the other seven younger brothers gathered around him, staring at the other party's people, looking alert.

"Mr. Song is our distinguished guest. If you offend him, you will have to pay the price!" Jin Ashui waved his torch.

Then look at those people who pulled out weapons from behind, bats, iron chains, watermelon knife—

Chen Yaoxing felt a stern and turned to look at Song Zhichao. He saw that Song Zhichao had left the circle early and was looking at him leisurely, as if he was watching a dog fighting field.

Chen Yaoxing couldn't help but curse, "You're a flop--"

After scolding, he was about to rush forward, but was pulled by the long hair beside him, "Brother Yao, the situation is not good, so why don't we fight out first!"

To put it nicely, it is "killing out", but it is actually running away.

"Escape? I, Chen Yaoxing, never escaped! I didn't before, and I won't do it now!" Chen Yaoxing stubbornly, not afraid of the people in front of him at all. "Today, let them, the Macau guys, see how powerful we are in Wan Chai!" He licked his lips evilly, like a tiger that devoured people.

Changmao stopped talking. After following Chen Yaoxing for so long, he certainly understood Brother Yao's temper and would rather be hacked to death than run away. But—

But it was obviously not good for them. There were only eight or nine people on their side. Because they came to Macau to play racing, they didn't bring any guys. The other party had thirty or forty people, all of whom were carrying weapons, such as bats, machetes, and iron chains... obviously came prepared.

The strength of the two sides is very different, so there is no need to fight at all.

Before Changmao could finish thinking, he heard a roar: "Fall!"

Chen Yaoxing transformed into a tiger and actually took the lead in making a move and pounced on those Macau guys!

Fight?

He, Chen Yaoxing, has never been afraid of anyone.

Who doesn’t know that the most thing about Wan Chai Tiger is fighting. The more people the other party, the better, so that you can fight happily and vigorously.

If you come out and get on, you have to be ruthless!

One courage, two strength, three luck!

If you win, you will be the king of heaven, and if you don’t win, you will be death!

Tonight, Chen Yaoxing will sweep away the troops!

Looking at Chen Yaoxing who was rushing up, the thin man Jin Ashui just held the torch and squinted his eyes, then said to himself: "This is Macau, not Hong Kong! If you are the tiger of Wan Chai, then we are the wolf of Macau! There are so many wolves that can kill the tiger!"

Yes!
Chapter completed!