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Chapter 63 063: Playing the Prelude to Death
The younger brothers on both sides have already started working, and the two leaders are still arguing.

This is the rhythm of light thunder but no rain.

The corner of Fengcheng's lips curled up, he tilted his head, sneered, and slowly threw the cigarette at his fingertips on the ground.

In the dim light, he stood tall and tall.

The sneer at the corner of his lips added a trace of arrogant ruffian to that utterly handsome face.

His eyes settled on the boss of the opponent, and he moved his slender legs carelessly.

Seeing someone approaching, the two scolders stopped at the same time.

When the other party saw a handsome young man walking over, he was a little disdainful: "You, who the hell..."

Before the other party could finish speaking, Fengcheng curled his lips again, with a calm and handsome face, he swung his fist, and the wind of the fist hit directly.

Bang it.

The opponent's boss was hit hard on the face and was immediately thrown to the ground.

Feng Cheng copied the bag with one hand, and looked down at the man condescendingly, with a lazy and magnetic voice: "I'm in a hurry, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

The man covered his face and lay on the ground looking at him, obviously stunned by the beating.

Seeing the man who pretended to be lying on the ground and refused to get up, Fengcheng's handsome brows were slightly frowned, and a dangerous aura spread from his body.

"Get up." He threw out two words in a very weak voice.

The boss who was beaten was frightened by his momentum, lay on the ground, swallowed, and took two steps back: "I don't!"

To be honest, he had never seen a person who was as quiet as him.

Usually when you make a fight, don't you just shout a few times, go through the motions, and the people under you will do a few tricks casually, isn't it the end of the matter?
Who can tell him why this person is so serious?

He boldly threatened, "Don't act rashly, I have a lot of people!"

Feng Cheng let out a light snort, bent down, pulled out the steel pipe on the side with his big white palm, and weighed it in his hand, his voice was low and dangerous: "Can't you get up?"

"..."

Judging by his appearance, he seems to be coming for real! !
A certain boss was a little timid: "Brother, big brother, if you have something to say, can you talk about it?"

Feng Cheng put one hand in his trouser pocket, and looked down at him condescendingly, his pitch-black eyes didn't show any warmth: "Are you sure? Then when you go to smash the scene, you should talk about it?"

The man didn't even think about it: "I was wrong, I don't dare to do it again, I will compensate the damaged things according to the price!"

At this time, there is no need to talk about other nonsense, first to admit the mistake is the truth!

Feng Cheng smiled slowly, but there was a chill in such a handsome and evil face.

He approached him step by step, dragging the steel pipe in his hand on the ground, making harsh noises as it rubbed against each other.

It's like playing the prelude to death.

Hearing it made people feel hairy.

As he approached slowly, a certain boss felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

He finally lost his composure, and started shouting at the top of his voice: "Hey, hey, what are you doing? I can't pay you, come on, help me, you're killing me!"

All the younger brothers who were fighting around stopped.

But no one dared to approach.

The young man was wearing a white shirt, with black hair falling down, and thin lips pursed lightly. He was obviously very handsome, but his whole body exuded a strong hostility, like King Shura who came from hell.

As he slowly raised the steel pipe, everyone's hearts rose to their throats.

He... he won't really want to beat him down!
That could be fatal!
Feng Cheng raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes were as dark as ink, but there was a wave of heat in his blood, which was a kind of...violent blood.

The moment the steel pipe in the boy's hand was about to fall...

(End of this chapter)