Chapter 580 Rules
"Young man, you are also from Hongmen. Could it be that this is your way of hospitality?" Lin Fan stared at the other party and asked with his eyes slightly fixed.

"Of course the labor and capital are from Hongmen, but we don't entertain bumpkins like you here, just get the hell out of where you come from, or don't blame me for being rude to you."

The young man raised his fist at Lin Fan and threatened fiercely.

Lin Fan's shoulder shook slightly, and the other hand holding his shoulder shrank back suddenly as if hit by an electric current, and staggered.

"How dare you do it, I..."

The young man scolded angrily. Lin Fan turned a deaf ear and walked up on his own. When he reached the front of the main entrance, he suddenly stopped, arched his hands, and shouted inside: "Lin Fan! Come to pay homage to the mountain gate, and hope that the heroes of Hongmen will open the door of convenience."

His voice is not very sonorous, but it is more long-lasting, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.

The girl who taunted the young man saw that Lin Fan had shaken his shoulders just now with serious eyes. When Lin Fan stood at the main entrance and worshiped the mountain with an endless voice, a look of shock flashed across his face.

At this moment, the young man couldn't bear it any longer. He rushed over in a few steps, grabbed Lin Fan by the collar, and yelled: "You are crazy, and you even worship mountains. What are you? Go wild here."

Before the words were finished, there was a sudden sound of beating drums upstairs, and then the main door was opened from the inside, and two Hongmen disciples came out, with their hands down, standing on both sides of the main door.

Then came the sound of footsteps again. Eighteen big men, wearing black exercise uniforms and red turbans on their heads, lined up in two neat rows, standing on both sides of the lobby on the first floor.

Then several middle-aged people and old people strolled down the stairs, also in two rows, but they stood at the corner of the stairs, as if waiting for someone.

The young man had seen this driver before. He grabbed Lin Fan's collar and turned his head to look back. After seeing the scene clearly, his forehead was full of big men, his expression was dull, and his body was stiff for a while, motionless. Standing there, eyes wide open.

Following the sound of steady footsteps, an old man with fair hair and white head finally came down from the upstairs, with a ruddy complexion, playing with two shiny silver balls in his right hand, his palms were purple in color, as if painted with a layer of paint.

The old man walked unhurriedly, steadily, with a warm smile like a spring breeze on his face, making people feel very close and kind.

However, apart from his gentle and amiable nature, other people can feel an aura as deep as a mountain in him, and his straight body hides unshakable energy.

After he went downstairs, he stood out among the crowd without saying a word. No matter how many people were around, he was the most eye-catching one. He was the existence of the stars and the moon. This point does not require any external guidance. , Just looking at his inner aura is enough to make him stand out from the crowd.

As the old man walked down the stairs, those people standing at the corner of the stairs automatically separated, followed him automatically, and followed him out. The whole process was orderly and orderly.

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, and the breath of the eighteen big men in front of him was long. It was obvious that they were all good players, and not in the ordinary sense, but enough to beat him with two moves.

And those people behind him and that old man gave Lin Fan an oncoming pressure, especially that old man, since he appeared, the hairs on Lin Fan's back stood up all of a sudden, this is a strong man. opponent, a dangerous enemy.

The old man looked at Lin Fan with a smile, and when he saw the young man tugging on Lin Fan's collar, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and a gleam of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Hong is being polite." Lord Hong bowed his hands at Lin Fan in return, then his tone changed abruptly, and he snapped at the young man: "Which initial name are you a disciple of, and under whose name do you worship? Dare to be rude to distinguished guests."

After being reprimanded by Master Hong, the young man suddenly came back to his senses. His hand seemed to be on fire, and he pulled it back suddenly. He looked at Master Hong with a look of panic, and let out a "uh..." from his throat. Then he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and was too scared to speak.

At this moment, a 30-year-old young man walked out from Hong Ye's side. He said with an ugly face, "Hong Ye, this is my useless younger brother. He just joined our Hong Men and doesn't understand the rules..."

Before he finished speaking, Master Hong raised his eyelids slightly, and said slowly: "He doesn't understand the rules, you should understand."

"Innocence bumped into a distinguished guest and bullied others. According to the rules, both hands should be chopped off. I didn't guard them strictly, so I should cut two holes with one knife." The young man squeezed out a sentence from his throat.

The young man's face was pale, and he knelt down on the ground, wailing: "Brother, you can't chop off my hands, you can't, I'm your own brother, Master Hong, please forgive me."

The young man's face was also pale, he looked back at his younger brother, and then turned his gaze to Lin Fan.

With a faint smile on Lin Fan's face, he stroked his collar with his hand, and looked at the crowd in front of him leisurely, without saying a word.

The young man's hands trembled slightly, and he also knelt on the ground, begging Master Hong: "Master Hong, Ah Luo is my younger brother, and I also led him in. I am responsible for everything, and I am willing to accept the punishment for him."

Master Hong glanced expressionlessly at his confidant who was kneeling on the ground. He smiled slightly at Lin Fan and said, "Mr. Lin, what do you think?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone immediately focused their attention on Lin Fan.

Lin Fan chuckled and said: "Master Hong, Mr. Lin is not a disciple of the Hong family, and he doesn't understand the rules of the noble family very well, so don't speak nonsense."

Hearing Lin Fan's answer, the young man turned pale again.

Master Hong stopped his smile, and slowly said to the young man: "According to the rules, since you are willing to take the knife for your brother, I will help you."

A Luo was so frightened that his body went limp, and he climbed a few steps forward from the ground, weeping in panic and shouted: "Master Hong, please spare my brother, please spare us."

Master Hong was unmoved, Lin Fan also looked at the situation with a smile, and the eyes of the other members of the Hong family showed more or less anger.

Four big men came out of the queue, and they grabbed A Luo who was crawling on the ground, and the other two grabbed Brother A Luo's arm, and whispered: "I offended you, brother."

At this time, A Luo broke free and shouted loudly in a crying voice: "Stop it, I caused the disaster, I can't let my elder brother carry it for me, I am willing to be punished, chop off my hand, don't touch my elder brother."

The four big men looked up at Master Hong, Master Hong nodded slightly, and the two big men holding Ah Luo down, pressed Ah Luo's hands to the ground, pulled out two daggers from his trouser legs, and said in a low voice: "Brother, You bear it."

(End of this chapter)

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