Cold Soldier King Pretty President

The so-called pig teammates can always inspire you at inappropriate times.

That guy really beat a little retreat in his heart, but he immediately raised his inexplicable confidence by saying this. Yes, it seems that this boy is only in his early twenties. What can he do.

I've been working hard since I was a child. Unless this guy has been practicing martial arts since he was born, he can't be his opponent.

Let's contact him again. His brother was blocked in the throat by a knife, and he was still in the bath pool. The other party must have taken advantage of his bath to relax when he suddenly hit the killer. In other words, it was also a face-to-face fight. He had no bottom in his heart.

Thinking about this, this guy's attitude has become arrogant. Next, he tears his coat to show his solid muscles, looks at Ye Mo provocatively and says, "boy, what are you doing with me! Have you ever seen a fist as big as a casserole? "

This guy made a fist, but he didn't know what Kung Fu he was practicing. The knuckles of his fingers were different from ordinary people. From the thick calluses and hardened skin, it was obvious that he suffered a lot when practicing kung fu.

Ye Mo estimates that the nerve on his hand is numb and necrotic. Even if he stabs it, he may not feel much pain. Ye Mo smiles and says, "why? I'll cut your brother off like a dog. "

"You The guy hit the table with a fierce fist, and the wooden table was smashed with several cracks.

At this time, Mr. Feng also interrupted: "OK, if you want to start, you should sign a life and death document. I'll be the witness for Xiao Ye. As for you, you should recommend several notaries."

If two people fight directly in private, it will be regarded as mutual hatred. But if they sign a letter of life and death, and then the highly respected people of both sides will witness it, even if one party dies on the spot, the younger brothers under them can't retaliate. Otherwise, they can be killed by their own insiders without fighting back.

Although the guys were eager to be killed by Ye Mo, they still tried to persuade him not to be impulsive. At last, they sighed and let the older guys witness.

The life and death document was signed, and both sides pressed their fingerprints on it. It was agreed that the challenge arena would be set at eight o'clock tonight, and both sides would settle their grudges. At present, no matter how angry the guy was, he could only sit on the side with a cold hum.

Next is the details of Mr. Feng's discussions with the leaders of these groups. In general, Mr. Feng has the absolute upper hand in this negotiation. After all, the previous large-scale clean-up has really frightened these Chinese groups.

In addition, the subsequent explosion also showed them the madness and ruthlessness of Mr. Feng. Now that they can sit down and shake hands, they will not kill themselves.

After the meeting, the leaders of those groups got up and together sent Mr. Feng out of the gate of the villa. Until Mr. Feng got on the bus and went far away, they were relieved to wipe a cold sweat on their forehead.

"What do you think, gentlemen?" One of the older guys said.

Another guy is slightly helpless to say: "how can you see the strength of Mr. Feng, you know, hard to fight how to fight, since he wants to talk about peace, we can only talk about, there are other options?"

Another younger guy sighed and said, "it's a pity that tie Zi is a little too impulsive. If he can't bear it, he will make a big plan."

No matter how mediocre these old people are, they have been sitting in these positions for so many years. Just the accumulation of experience can't be a fool who can't see the status quo clearly.

They really can't help it, so they just pretend to be deaf and dumb when necessary. As for tie Zi, it's a sacrifice for this peace

"What about tiezi's son and daughter? His daughter is still young, and now she is in high school, but his son..." a guy also lowered his voice.

There were all the old people on the road. Who didn't experience some blood and dirty hands? One of them hesitated for a few seconds and seemed to make a difficult decision.

"For the sake of the future of our whole circle, any factors that may cause conflicts and unhappiness should not exist. Cutting grass means removing roots. When tie Zi is defeated, arrange a car accident and take his family on the road."

After all, they have been brothers for so many years. However, it's the safest way to deal with it. We all have a brother fight. The death of his family brings their prosperity. Burning paper every new year is worthy of this brotherhood.

As for the other side, Mr. Feng on the bus also took a look at Ye Mo and said, "Xiao Ye, you've done a good job today, but you're still impulsive and thoughtless."

Mr. Feng's tone was neither warm nor cold. It was hard for outsiders to guess what he was thinking.

Ye Mo also asked directly: "master Feng, so you still blame me for being reckless?"

At this time, Mr. Feng waved his hand and said with a smile: "no, young people should not be too sensitive. Men are hot-blooded, young and frivolous. Although you suddenly stand up and upset my original plan, at least it's not too bad just from the result.

Most of one's life is mediocre. What determines one's fate and future life often needs the blood and impulse at the critical moment. I see some valuable potential in you.

It's just that you still have a lot to learn. In the future, ask a long for advice. But then again, are you sure about the fight tonight? "

Mr. Feng's topic changed quickly, and even brother long was not sure whether the words just now contained more encouragement or implied beating.

However, ye Mo didn't plan to take root in Canada, and he didn't care much about Mr. Feng. Then he said with a smile, "that guy doesn't know what he practiced in his early years. His integrity is bigger than that of ordinary people. In addition, he dares to stand up and fight with me in front of you. He must have great confidence in his skills. I can only say that I will fight with all my strength."

When ye Mo killed Huang Sheng at the beginning, it was a simple and decisive move. The outside world was speculating about ye Mo's skill.

In particular, the dilapidated walls at the scene give people an unreal feeling. It seems that he is not very confident now, or did he use some kind of cover up to borrow the blasting device?

The first way to control is to fully understand the ability and conduct of the subordinates. Ye Mo's conduct is not visible for a while.

But as for the ability, Mr. Feng thought he had seen it through, but as for ye Mo's submissive attitude, he seemed to be a little bit uncertain.

Mr. Feng immediately said, "yes! Everything must be done to the best of our ability. Even if we know that we are invincible, we should hold the idea of meeting each other in a narrow road, and dare to show our sword!

A group of us were oppressed in the mainland at the beginning. When we first came to Vancouver, there were no brothers in our group. However, we dare to fight and fight. Knowing that our strength is inferior to others, we dare to fight our way out.

Even with this spirit of fearing death and sacrifice, the Vietnamese are afraid of us, and those Chinese groups are afraid to show their teeth to us. No matter how many people there are, we will bite off pieces of meat from them, and eventually grow up to the present situation bit by bit.

However, for the moment, many younger brothers have no such fighting spirit of daring to show their swords. So Xiao Ye, your quality is very rare. I'm optimistic about it! "

When Mr. Feng said this, he couldn't tell whether it was a routine or a feeling. At least his tone was really with a voice of memory and a trace of heartache. I don't know if he thought of those old brothers who died at the beginning.

Maybe Mr. Feng himself is very complicated. On the one hand, for the sake of power, he did something that was not enough for external humanity, and even made the third master choose to live in seclusion. But when you think about those years, maybe he is constantly asking himself whether what he did was worth it or not.