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Chapter 189 If you want to fight, I, Ah Le, will be the first to fight. If you want to pay, I, Ah Le, will be the first to pay (Chapter [-])

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire living room became solemn. Zheng Jirong's eyes were as cold as ice as he stared at Feng Yuxiu.

After casting a reassuring look at Amei, he calmly put the bouquet in his hand into the vase on the counter. Then he untied his woolen coat and handed it to his side, his hands already pinned to his waist. of the temple.

Zheng Jirong dragged a chair over and sat in front of Feng Yuxiu. He looked down at him condescendingly and said in a deep voice: "A battle between life and death?"

Feeling the pressure coming towards his face, Feng Yuxiu tensed up instantly. This long-lost sense of oppression, Chen Yaoxing was right. This town of Guanxi is indeed the best in Hong Kong. The thought of being able to compete with such a master He couldn't help but tremble with excitement at the showdown.

"That's right!" Feng Yuxiu raised his head high and said fiercely: "It's a matter of life and death!"

Zheng Jirong nodded expressionlessly, "It's too crowded here. How about changing to another place?"

Swish!
The strange-shaped short thorn in Feng Yuxiu's hand was instantly placed on Ruan Mei's neck. He stared at Zheng Jirong and said coldly: "Don't try to play any tricks. If you don't dare, I will slit this woman's throat right now!"

Hearing his words, a smile appeared on Zheng Jirong's originally expressionless face. He slowly approached Feng Yuxiu and said lightly: "If you dare to touch her, I will pour out your wife's ashes and feed them to the pigs."

In the moment when he was stunned, Zheng Jirong stretched out his hand like lightning and snatched the short thorn in front of Ruan Mei's throat from his hand in the midst of lightning and flint!

"Tang Qianyan?"

呲!
Under Feng Yuxiu's shocked gaze, Zheng Jirong broke off the short black iron thorn in his hand with one hand, turned around and said without looking back: "Go to the back mountain."

Feng Yuxiu looked at the [Tangqianyan] that had been broken into two pieces on the ground, and clenched his fists excitedly. For the first time since his wife died, he found the joy of living.

No longer caring about the woman beside him, he stood up and passed over A Miao and others who were looking at him like a dead person, and followed Zheng Jirong.

At this time, Zheng Jirong suddenly turned around and said warmly to Ruan Mei, who was still stunned on the sofa: "Amei, I have been picking out the roses on the counter for a long time. See if you like them."

"Ah, oh," Ruan Mei came back to her senses after hearing this. She said worriedly, "Brother Rong, be careful."

Zheng Jirong smiled and nodded, waved to her, and led Feng Yuxiu to a remote area in the back mountain.

Kadoorie Hill is located in the northeast of Mongkok, Kowloon. As the only mountain scenic spot in Mongkok, it has been dotted with mansions in later generations, and many rich, senior officials, and celebrities have lived here.

Nowadays, although there are many villas built on the mountainside here, they are still far from the level where a mansion can be built a few steps away in a few decades. Moreover, the mountain behind has not even been developed yet, and it looks like a wilderness at first glance.

ten minutes later.

In an open space in the back mountain, Wu Liushou and others looked around and then walked to Zheng Jirong and shook their heads slightly.

Zheng Jirong smiled, took a sip from the cigarette in his hand, and looked at Feng Yuxiu, who had been keeping a distance from him, "There is something I have to figure out before I kill you. Who asked you to come? Chen Yaoxing?"

"It has nothing to do with him." Feng Yuxiu shook his head and continued: "You are the number one master in Hong Kong Island. Only by killing you can I be complete."

"is it?"

Zheng Jirong flicked the cigarette ashes in his hand and nodded: "Then I'll break his legs as a lesson. Who knew you were fooling around with him?"

"No need to talk so much nonsense, you and I are the only ones who can walk out today!"

"Okay." Zheng Jirong held a cigarette in one hand and waved to him nonchalantly, "Come on."

Seeing this, Feng Yuxiu couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He shouted loudly, stamped his right foot on the ground, and rushed towards the man in front of him like an arrow from a string.

When he got closer, Feng Yuxiu made a feint and raised his left leg to feint to attack Zheng Jirong's leg. The moment Zheng Jirong's attention dropped, the right fist hidden in his waist suddenly swung out and hit his temple.

Snapped!
Under his shocked eyes, Zheng Jirong raised his left hand to firmly hold the punch Feng Yuxiu had thrown. He took a breath of smoke and said calmly: "It's too slow."

"what!!!"

Feng Yuxiu twisted his waist and pulled out his fist, and then he used both fists and kicks to strike Zheng Jirong's chest with a chop. After a chop, he turned around and jumped up, followed by a punch and an elbow to the heart!
Before Zheng Jirong had time to react, he took a deep breath of energy, stepped forward, and punched the man in front of him in the lower abdomen and heart with both fists. This punching fist instilled all the energy and strength in his body. Onlookers were watching from the sidelines. Wu Liushou and others only heard two muffled sounds like heavy objects falling from a tall building!

Feng Yuxiu breathed a long sigh of relief. He had just used the fastest and most powerful moves in the shortest time. Even if a bear was hit by these two punches, it would definitely not survive!
But when he raised his head and looked at Zheng Jirong, Feng Yuxiu's pupils shrank sharply. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, "How... how is it possible?!"

Unlike the scene he imagined where Zheng Jirong's internal organs were shattered and he was vomiting blood, the man in front of him was looking at him with an indifferent expression, and he didn't even drop any ash from the cigarette in his mouth.

call.
Zheng Jirong blew out the last puff of cigarette, dusted the fist marks on his clothes, shook his head and said disdainfully:

"I don't even have the strength to hit people, and they still say they want to fight to the death."

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Zheng Jirong did not answer his words, but said calmly: "After you finish fighting, it will be my turn to take action."

After Feng Yuxiu heard this, he immediately crossed his hands in front of his face, lowered his body and bent his knees to look at Zheng Jirong.

"Hey, it's so fancy!"

Zheng Jirong flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, kicked off the ground with both feet, and instantly jumped four or five meters under Feng Yuxiu's astonished gaze. His right fist struck Feng Yuxiu's arms from top to bottom like a heavy hammer. superior.

With a muffled sound, Feng Yuxiu was not only knocked out instantly, but the bones in his arms were all broken because he could not withstand the huge force!
This heart-wrenching pain made Feng Yuxiu clenched his teeth tightly. He endured the severe pain, and when Zheng Jirong was walking towards him, he used his right leg's energy to twist his waist and whip his leg. To Zheng Jirong’s neck!
Snapped!
This kick was still held in mid-air by Zheng Jirong with one hand. He looked at Feng Yuxiu's eyes and slowly shook his head, and then struck the ankle he was holding with a knife from his right hand!
"what!!"

The pain of the broken leg made Feng Yuxiu finally couldn't help but scream. He roared angrily, leaned back and kicked Zheng Jirong's jaw with the other foot at the same time!

Zheng Jirong raised his hand steadily to block the kick, looked at him expressionlessly and said, "You are indeed ruthless, but you want to beat me with just such a little three-legged cat skill?"

Zheng Jirong kicked Feng Yuxiu away, raised his hand while he was still in the air and punched him hard in the face!

Snapped!
Feng Yuxiu's head was punched hard on the muddy ground. When he saw Zheng Jirong raising his fist again, he struggled to raise his arms in front of his face.

Snapped!
The originally fractured arm was broken this time, hanging weakly on both sides.

"block?!"

Snapped!
"Can you stop it?!"

Snapped!
Zheng Jirong punched Feng Yuxiu's head hard one after another. The originally flat mud floor was deeply dented after several punches, but he still had no intention of stopping.

"You dare to threaten me?!!!"

clap clap clap!
Feng Yuxiu's head was already stuck in the pit under the continuous heavy blows, but Zheng Jirong kept hitting the pit with his fists like a madman!

A Miao and others who were watching the battle couldn't help but swallowed when they saw this scene. Wu Liu squeezed A Miao's shoulder and said, "Brother Rong seems to be really angry this time."

"You don't need to tell me, that kid's brains were beaten out!"

"Senior brother, I think it's better to stop Brother Rong quickly. He's in a bit of a state of obsession right now. What if something happens?"

Wu Liushou nodded when he heard the words: "You think it makes sense, okay, you can go, A Miao and I will cover you from behind."

"what?"

Wen Tai looked at Zheng Jirong, who was pounding garlic with his fists. He couldn't help but take a few steps back and shook his head: "Forget it, I'm afraid Brother Rong will pound my head like garlic."

"Damn, it's good that you knew that if you get hit by Brother Rong's fist, you will die or be injured. If you want to die, don't catch me!"

After hearing the conversation between their senior brothers, Amiao frowned worriedly. He walked to Zheng Jirong cautiously, bent down and whispered softly: "Brother Rong? This guy is already dead. You should take a rest."

Zheng Jirong suddenly stopped slamming his fist into the mud pit. He glanced indifferently at the completely deformed head in the pit, and grinned: "A fight between life and death? Hahahahahahahaha!!"

After laughing, Zheng Jirong let out a long breath. Although it was a one-sided vent, he hadn't felt so good in a fight for a long time.

He took the handkerchief handed by A Miao and wiped the red and white dirt on his hands. When he spotted Wu Liushou and Wu Liushou hiding from him from the corner of his eye more than ten meters away, he frowned and asked, "You are so far away?" do what?"

"Forehead"

Wu Liushou and the two looked at each other and said with a smile: "We are worried about affecting your performance, Brother Rong. Wow, Brother Rong, you are really fierce. This Yan family shovel pretends to be the same thing, but in the end, it can't even take a punch from you." live"

"Yeah, I thought he was some kind of master, bah!"

"Don't look down on people so much." Zheng Jirong threw the handkerchief into the mud puddle, shook his head and said, "Although this guy is a little arrogant, he still has skills."

"When I first heard his name, I originally planned to accept him as my little brother, but I didn't expect this guy to be so violent and dare to come to threaten me with Amei."

"By the way," he ordered A Miao: "Remember to ask Ah Yi and the others to break Chen Yaoxing's legs. Even if it has nothing to do with him, but his younger brother comes to trouble me, how can he, the eldest brother, You have to vomit some blood."

"clear."

"Okay, you guys tidy up here, I'm going back first."

After Zheng Jirong waved his hand, he turned and left the back mountain and walked home. He moved his wrists as he walked. The several times increase in his physical fitness coupled with the surge of his Qi during this period, it was really fun to beat people up.

I don’t know if I will encounter such a good human shield next time, but speaking of that, Wang Bao, that fat guy, seems to be quite resistant to beatings.
Inside the villa.

After Zheng Jirong entered the house, he didn't rush to call Ruan Mei. He picked up soap by the pool in the courtyard and scrubbed his hands thoroughly.

Although I wiped it once with a handkerchief, the blood stains and the fishy smell on my hands still needed to be rinsed several times. Amei had been cooking all year round and her nose was much finer than the average person.

At this moment, a pair of hands stretched out from behind his back and hugged him tightly. Amei put her head on his back and asked:

"Brother Rong, are you not injured?"

"How can you get hurt? It's just a sparring match. Just stop it."

"But didn't that person say there was a difference between life and death?"

"If you're trying to scare people, wouldn't you also scare the boss into not buying it when you bargained for it?"

"Oh", Ruan Mei paused and then asked: "Is that person your enemy?" Zheng Jirong dried his hands with a towel, turned around and hugged Amei to comfort him: "Don't worry, and don't think so much. This time it was an accident. Ah Zhen had other tasks and was not here today, otherwise this guy would never be able to enter the living room door.

"From now on, I will ask Ayi and Tiedan to send people to patrol near my house every day. I promise that this kind of thing will never happen again!"

Amei buried her head deeply in his arms and asked without raising her head: "Brother Rong, tell me frankly, are there many enemies outside who want to kill you?"

"how could be?"

Zheng Jirong stroked Amei's hair and explained to her: "Brother Rong is all friends and brothers outside, how can he have any enemies?"

"And you also saw that Feng Yuxiu. He is obviously crazy. I have never seen him before."

Hearing Feng Yuxiu's name, Ruan Mei suddenly raised her head and asked, "How is that person doing?"

"He went back in despair after losing the battle. Why do you still want to keep him for dinner?"

Ruan Mei shook her head and said, "No, actually he is quite pitiful. He had some chats with me before you came back. He said that his wife seemed to have some kind of cancer and just died."

Zheng Jirong frowned slightly after hearing this. From what Amei meant, it seemed that Feng Yuxiu was not as crazy as in the original film. It was a pity that he offended someone he shouldn't have offended, and he deserved to die.

"Okay, stop talking about him, let me see if your neck is scratched."

Zheng Jirong raised Ruan Mei's chin with his fingers and carefully observed her slender and well-proportioned neck. The result was that her skin was still so delicate and fair, with no scratches at all.

Ruan Mei raised her head high, looked at the sky and asked: "Brother Rong, are you good at fighting? Why does he say you are the best fighter in Hong Kong Island?"

"It's okay, but the title of the number one master is too exaggerated. There should still be people in Hong Kong who are better than me."

"Oh"

Ruan Mei twisted her neck obediently and asked, "Are you okay? I feel so tired holding my neck high."

"All right."

Zheng Jirong patted her face and smiled: "It's still so white and tender, with no scars at all."

Amei hammered his chest, suddenly pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Rong, you didn't even call to tell me if you didn't come back last night. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Well, now is the period of improvement of my career."

"It's been a year and your rising period is not over yet?"

"It's coming soon."

"No, you have to tell me today, how soon will it be?"

"It's terrible. I seemed to have suffered internal injuries during the sparring session just now. My chest hurts so much!"

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Kwun Tong, Ngau Tau Kok, Kowloon.

At this time, a variety of vehicles were parked outside a fishing port. Hundreds of strong men with tough looks were patrolling around the port. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles, and no passerby could escape. their surveillance.

However, on a fishing boat next to the pier, it was a completely different scene.

On a round table in the center of the cabin, there is a steaming hot pot with clear soup. On the side of the pot are freshly cut beef and mutton, as well as a variety of freshly made meatballs and vegetables.

Oura Hei scalded the beef in his hand, coated it with the satay sauce in the bowl, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and said unhappily: "It's better to eat spicy hot pot in the icehouse, what's the point of making a side stove on the ship?" "

Huo Niu, who was opposite him, took a sip of beer and shook his head with a smile: "The temperature in Hong Kong Island has been so low recently. You don't have to worry about freezing to death when you go into the icehouse."

"That's why I want to eat spicy hot pot."

Ohura Hei took a puff of his cigar, looked at Yutoubiao, who had been staring at the TV, and said, "Turn off the TV. As soon as you come in, watch it to see if there's anything interesting to watch."

"Jiang Tiansheng died. I checked the TV station to see if there was any news, but I scrolled through it for a long time and there was no news."

Yutoubiao shook his head, turned off the TV, looked at A Le and asked: "People say there is a hidden reason for Jiang Tiansheng's death. A Le, do you know the specific information?"

"I know something." Ah Le put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "Jiang Tiansheng and the Eight-faced Buddha wanted to steal Ah Wing's goods, but they both died in Chai Wan. I heard that even helicopters were dispatched that night. "

Snapped!
Hearing A Le's words, Yu Toubiao slammed the wine glass in his hand on the table. He took a puff of his cigar and said in displeasure, "Damn it, why is there such pork meat everywhere!"

"Hey, Yutoubiao, be careful what you say. Ah Rong is now in full bloom. This is when he is at his most prosperous. What if he hears you?"

"how?!"

The fish-headed mark slapped the table and angrily shouted: "Am I afraid of him? If he has the ability, he will break another leg of mine! Are you getting any benefits from Huo Niu by protecting him like this?!"

Huo Niu glanced at the broken leg that Yutoubiao had hit when he rolled down the hillside last time, waved his hands and said calmly: "I would like to accept it, but how can Arong think of us mud-legged people and accept his benefits? Go ahead and dream!"

"Don't get so angry. The only ones who can come here today are brothers who have faith."

After Ah Le refilled the fish-headed cup with wine, he chuckled at him and said, "Ah Rong does something a little irregular. It seems that he hasn't seen you even once since you broke your leg."

"see me?"

Yutoubiao threw down the cigar in his hand and cursed angrily: "This bastard wants me to die. Do you know what the left hand under him gave me when I was in the hospital? A wheelchair! This one Sooner or later, I will chop off his left hand!"

"What's the use of talking so much?"

Da Pu said casually, "He has at least several thousand people under Yau Jian Wang's command, and his monthly revenue is tens of millions. Together, we can't even compete with him."

After hearing his words, the atmosphere on the table suddenly fell silent. Ohura Hei exhaled a puff of smoke and continued: "Not only does this guy have no father and mother, he also doesn't even have a child. The only ones who have anything to do with him are those women."

"But everyone knows who he is. Do you think a person with such ruthless and vicious methods would care about a few women?"

"If you want to fight him, other leaders must unite."

After A Le nodded slightly, he said slowly: "It's the end of the year now, and we will officially select the person to talk to in the spring of next year. What do you think?"

Huo Niu waved his hand and said, "I have nothing to say. Anyway, it's either you or Big D."

"Although Big D has some business dealings with me, if I had to choose, it would be Ah Le. Big D is too close to Ah Rong. If I choose him, I'm afraid he will sell it out."

After Ohura Hei finished speaking, he looked at Ah Le and said, "But don't be too confident, if Ah Rong also comes out to choose."

"So what if you come out and choose?!"

Yutoubiao dropped his chopsticks, pointed at his chest and said seriously to the people on the table:

"I have the deepest hatred for Zhu Zhurong here. If you have anything unpleasant to say, I'll tell you."

"Yes, he has many people and money, and his Yau Jian Wang Qing is great. But if he dares to choose someone to talk to, I will be the first to slander him. If he dares to send people to kidnap and threaten you like last time, Any one of them, I, Yutoubiao, will be the first to fight with him!"

"What do you mean?"

After A Le and others looked at each other for a few times, they smiled and raised their glasses and said, "Come on, let's drink and drink."

At this time, a familiar voice came from outside the cabin. Big D opened the cabin door and came in, laughing:

"Hahahaha, you bastards don't even call me when you're on the stove. Don't you know that I like hotpot the most?"

A Le stood up and said with a smile: "We will be very happy if you come to eat."

"Let's eat something." Big D pulled a chair and sat next to Yutoubiao. He pointed at the hot pot that was sizzling on the table and said, "Let's eat together."

Fish Head Biao looked at Big D who was biting beef balls, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Did Ah Rong ask you to come?"

Big D chewed the beef balls in his mouth. After looking at the fish head logo, he drank all the beer in the glass in one gulp. "What? You don't welcome me?"

Ohura Hei stirred the beef in the bowl with chopsticks and said casually: "You always claim to be Ah Rong's eldest brother outside. It seems a little inappropriate for us to come here when we eat."

"Hahahaha", Big D lit a cigarette, pointed at Oura Hei and said with a smile: "I have a good relationship with Ah Rong, but no matter how good the relationship is, it can't be better than the position of the person talking about the matter."

"Are you also afraid that Ah Rong will come out to choose?"

Big D silently flicked the ashes from the cigarette in his hand, turned his head to A Le and asked, "What did Uncle Deng say?"

"It can be you, or it can be me," Ah Le then smiled and said, "But it definitely can't be Ah Rong."

"Grass!"

Big D held the back of his head with both hands and leaned back on the chair and said unhappily: "What the old guy said is simple. Ah Rong has tens of thousands of subordinates who only recognize him but not He Lian Sheng. If we really start a fight, who can beat him?!"

"Of course you alone are not enough, but with all the other leaders among us, are we still afraid of him?"

Ah Le put away his smile and said seriously: "I have made an agreement with all the leaders of the other districts. If Ah Rong dares to stand for election, we will fight him together!"

"If you want to fight, I, Ah Le, will be the first to fight. If you want to pay, I, Ah Le, will be the first to pay!"

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(End of this chapter)