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Mao Boy and the other seven people didn't expect that Fang Qingshu would jump out. His eyes widened in astonishment after listening to Fang Qingshu's words, and they stared at Fang Qingshu. They really couldn't understand where this little boy got the courage.How dare you teach them.

But let alone, Fang Qingshu's words really hit their point.A family has its own laws, and every line has its own rules.Now is the age of law, and it is also very particular about being a fool in the Tao. It is not like in the movie "Young and Dangerous", stepping on anyone who doesn't like it in broad daylight.Any beautiful woman can be caught and played with.Then fight and kill and grab territory all day long.If this is really the case, Hong Kong has long been in chaos.

Although they are young and frivolous, usually arrogant and domineering, they understand these principles.It's just that it's late at night and early in the morning, and there are very few people in this area. Wang happened to run into He Muliu, who was charming and sexy, and depending on the situation, he was from the mainland.It is inevitable that the desire will be overwhelmed, and the evil will come to the gallbladder.It also happened that Zhang Jin was a soft bone.They only dared to tremble beside them, and they became more unscrupulous.

When Fang Qingshu said this, he almost bluffed them.But when they came back to their senses.When he saw that Fang Qingshu was just a mainland boy, he suddenly became angry from embarrassment.

"Damn it, I like to bully girls. So what!" The white-haired boy exhaled smoke at Fang Qingshu, and arrogantly patted on Fang Qingshu. [

Fang Qingshu gently waved the smoke away with his hands, looked at the white-haired boy, and said in a calm voice, "It's okay, apologize to them, then you go your way, we go ours roads, irrelevant

Fang Qingshu's words once again stunned He Muliu and the others. I wondered in my heart whether the Secretary Fang was frightened, or was too much persecuted by the textbooks, naively thinking that the world is full of reasonable gems.

"Who do you think you are? The chief executive is still the godfather of the gangsters. It seems that I won't punish you severely. You really don't know the color of blood!" The white-haired boy threw the cigar on the ground viciously, lifted He kicked Fang Qingshu's stomach.

Seeing the white-haired boy make a move, He Muliu and the others screamed pale, but Zhang Changjin was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he had already retreated to the side secretly.

Seeing Bai Maozi kicking towards him, Fang Qingshu's expression darkened, and he also raised his foot and kicked over.

Peng!There was a dull sound when the two feet collided.Then there was a plop, and the white-haired boy was kicked three or four meters away, and then fell to the ground in one fell swoop.

Although the white-haired boy is dressed in absurd and uninhibited clothes.But his figure is very burly, with protruding chest muscles, everyone thought that Fang Qingshu would suffer a big loss when he kicked the past. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the white-haired boy was kicked three or four meters away.But Fang Qingshu didn't move at all.

The punks were taken aback immediately, only then did they realize that the idea was a bit tricky, and He Muliu and the others were once again dumbfounded by Fang Qingshu's performance, staring blankly at the slumped Bai Maozi.Can't believe he is so gentle by looking.Fang Qingshu, who was somewhat thin, was kicked away.

Fang Qingshu didn't seem to be aware of the sensation he had caused, as if he had never set foot before, his gaze coldly swept over the gangsters, and finally fell on the white-haired boy, with his voice still flat.Unhurriedly said: "I'll give you another chance, it's still too late to apologize."

Fang Qingshu's voice woke up the four girls who were in a daze. He Muliu and Wu Min hurriedly pulled Fang Qingshu's skirt from behind, shook their heads in panic and said in a low voice: "Secretary Fang is not needed. Let's go quickly." !"

As he spoke, he still looked at Bai Maozi and the others with trepidation.

Fang Qingshu didn't want to cause trouble in Hong Kong.This is the minimum request for an apology.If even this minimum requirement is not met, Fang Qingshu is absolutely unwilling to leave, even if He Muliu and Wu Min pull his skirts to no avail.

But before Fang Qingshu shook his head and said no, the white-haired boy stood up with a limping leg, bared his teeth, and said fiercely, "Let's go, it's not so easy."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and cursed: "Damn it. Why are you still standing there, let me beat his mother hard."

Before the white-haired boy's words fell, the six people behind them were already approaching Fang Qingshu step by step with their steel pipes.

The three of Wu Min saw that the gangsters were all holding steel pipes.His face was ferocious, his legs trembled with fright, and his face was pale.He Muliu was rather courageous, and knew how to use his mobile phone to make calls, but his hands were shaking very badly.

The back door of Fang Qingshu's head seems to have eyes.Stretching back his hand, he pressed He Muliu's hand holding the phone, without turning his head, he said: "It's okay, just these few people can't trouble me!"

Fang Qingshu's hand was gentle and powerful, He Muliu didn't know why he was held by this hand, the panic in his heart disappeared inexplicably, and he obediently obeyed Fang Qingshu's words.No more calls to the police.

"Boy, I'll beat you to death, let's see how arrogant you are!" A man with a scar on his forehead, who looked extremely ferocious and ferocious, saw that Fang Qingshu was going to hold He Muliu's hand at this time, and immediately jumped into a rage. The steel pipe slammed down on Fang Qingshu's head with a whistling sound. [

A sneer escaped from the corner of Fang Qingshu's lips, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the steel pipe that had been dropped, and then pulled it lightly, and the steel pipe was in his hand immediately.

Fang Qingshu grabbed the steel pipe, his eyes shone fiercely, his gentle face became as cold as steel, and a cold murderous aura faintly emanated from his body.

"Then I'll show you what arrogance is!" Fang Qingshu swung the steel pipe and aimed at the one who bore the brunt.The man with the scar on his forehead slashed down.

The cold steel pipe hit the scarred man's left shoulder with a whir, and the cracking sound of bones was clearly audible in the dark night.

ah!The man with the scar couldn't stand the heavy knock on his shoulder.The whole person knelt on the ground and let out a heart-piercing scream.

Fang Qingshu didn't seem to want to let the scarred man go, and kicked the scarred man who was blocking his way away.

With a plop, the man with the scar bumped into the white-haired boy without hesitation, and fell to the ground at the same time. The pain caused the two of them to grit their teeth and feel cold...

After kicking the man with the flying knife scar, Fang Qingshu put on a cold face, walked into the crowd with a steel pipe, and knocked on those gangsters without thinking.

How could those gangsters be Fang Qingshu's opponents, they didn't even touch Fang Qingshu's clothes.One fell to the ground, either hugging his arms or his thighs, groaning.

Fang Qingshu didn't care about the pain of these people at all, kicked away the gangster who was blocking the way, and forced him step by step towards the white-haired boy who was turning pale and kept backing away.

Peng!The white-haired boy bumped into his BMW sports car with his back, and there was no way out, but Fang Qingshu was still approaching.

The white-haired boy suddenly reached out to the car, and when he retracted, there was already an extra pistol.

The muzzle of the black gun was aimed at Fang Qingshu's head, and the white-haired boy showed a ferocious and arrogant smile on his bloodless face, and walked towards Fang Qingshu step by step.

"Come on, if you have the guts, you're going to strike at me! Your stick is faster, but my gun is faster!" the white-haired boy shouted triumphantly

He Muliu and the others were completely terrified when they saw the gun. Fang Qingshu's bloody and merciless beating just now, and now there is a pistol. In the world of these girls, they have only seen it in TV movies. Thinking of today, it really happened by my side.

When I saw such a scene before, I only felt that there was such a trace of disgust and excitement.But today I realized how terrifying and helpless it is to be in it!

Fang Qingshu seemed to have never seen the gun in the white-haired boy's hand at all, and walked steadily towards him step by step.There was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, do you think that I dare not shoot!" Seeing that Fang Qingshuke was not threatened by the pistol at all, the white-haired boy couldn't help but roll down his forehead in cold sweat.The hand holding the gun began to tremble a little.

Maybe the police will turn a blind eye to the deaths and injuries caused by gang fights, but killing ordinary people with guns is definitely a major case!

Although Bai Maozi also has some background and is a small leader in Taoism, it is absolutely impossible to settle such a big case of killing someone with a gun.

"Then try shooting!" Fang Qingshu said coldly.

There was more cold sweat on the white-haired boy's forehead, and the salty sweat slid down his eyebrows and flowed into his eyes, which made him unable to keep his eyes open. [

"don't want".The four of He Muliu screamed in fright.

Fang Qingshu smiled coldly again, shook his hand, and the steel pipe shot out like electricity.

The steel pipe whizzed through the air, and before Bai Maozi had time to react, it had already slammed into Bai Maozi's wrist.

ah!The white-haired boy let out a scream, his wrist was so painful that it seemed to be broken, and he drooped powerlessly, and the pistol fell to the ground with a slap, where he could still hold it.

Baimao Ziwang wanted to bend over to take the gun again, but Fang Qingshu had already kicked him from bottom to top, hitting him in the chin.

The white-haired boy raised his chin high.A few bloody teeth followed the upward movement of the jaw.It came out of his mouth like a bullet.Then it fell, making a crackling sound like soybeans falling.

The white-haired boy was overturned by this huge force and fell to the side of the car. His whole chin was covered in blood, and he didn't know whether his chin was kicked open or the blood from his mouth was stained red. It was hideous and terrifying, like a vampire who had just sucked human blood and had no time to wipe his mouth.

Fang Qingshu walked up to the white-haired boy, bent down, picked up the pistol on the ground, and then suddenly stepped on his chest. The black muzzle of the gun was aimed at the white-haired boy, and the sunlight stared at him coldly and mercilessly.Said: "Believe it or not, I dare to shoot."

On Fang Qingshu's face made of cold iron, the white-haired boy can no longer see a trace of the weakness of the little boy's face, only endless coldness and murderous intent, his eyes are as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without a trace of emotion, lifeless to the extreme .

The white-haired boy's legs trembled uncontrollably, and a urge to urinate filled Bang Xiao.

"Big brother, spare your life, big brother, spare your life, I apologize. I apologize!" Under the threat of death, the white-haired boy hurriedly begged.