Super Special Forces King

Chapter 160

160.

"Xiaoxiang, ask the boss to fry some hard dishes for me, Mad, I don't know what the **** is going on with this group of soldiers and police, it seems that I haven't had a harvest for a day."

The bald man sat on the chair, with one foot on the edge of the chair, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and the little brother sitting next to him, the guy with a few yellow hairs immediately took out the lighter, and said flatly. : "Boss, it is estimated that these two days, it happens that you are also resting."

Snapped. The bald slap slapped Huang Mao's head on the back of Huang Mao's head and cursed: "Mad, you can spend money for Lao Tzu during rest? It's so light."

Huang Mao was not only not angry, but with a smile on his face, and said, "The boss said, hehe, the boss said."

The waiter named Xiaoxiang with his bald head brought a plate of fragrant braised beef on the table. He just wanted to turn around and leave, but his wrist was pulled by his bald head, and the other hand was slapped on Xiaoxiang’s ass. 'The sound.

Xiaoxiang's face was obviously fearful, and she said cowardly, "Brother Yang, don't do that."

"Hey, Xiaoxiang, when will I be happy with Brother Yang? Brother Yang promises not to treat you badly."

The other three younger brothers also all smiled, and Huang Mao said in a pinpointing manner: "Xiaoxiang, what is the identity of Brother Yang? Who dares not give the face of Brother Yang in this realm? Use it as a waiter, and then it will be delicious and spicy, more moisturizing."

This flattered bald head is very useful, nodded slightly, and smiled: "Huang Mao, I am willing to listen to what you said. Xiaoxiang, how about it, have a good time with Brother Yang tonight?"

Xiaoxiang's scared tears were about to fall, she was nothing more than a migrant girl who came from other places. He wanted to escape back to the back kitchen, but his wrist was so tight that he couldn't get rid of it.

Zhang Feng, who was sitting at another table, finally wiped out two bowls of rice and a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. He stood up with a sneer at the corner of his mouth and walked towards Xiaoxiang.

The body walked straight over, knocking away the bald head holding Xiaoxiang's hand, and said coldly: "Checkout, how much is it?"

Where did Xiao Xiang dare to say how much it was, she ran to the back of the counter after she got rid of the shackles, and looked at him in panic.

The bald-headed brother Yang stood up, and the other three boys also stood up aggressively, looking at Zhang Feng angrily.

Huang Mao naturally couldn't let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime performance opportunity. He walked over to stand in front of his boss, pointed at Zhang Feng's back and cursed: "Boy, are you blind? Hurry up and get five thousand. Kump, and then give our boss three knocks, forget it, otherwise you don't want to go out here!"

Zhang Feng turned around, the lowered brim of the hat made people invisible to his eyes, he sneered twice, and said, "Are you talking to me?"

"Do you pretend to be B with Lao Tzu? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you!" Huang Mao angrily walked over and pointed at Zhang Feng's nose and cursed.

Zhang Feng's sneer at the corner of his mouth was unabated, and he decisively reached out his hand to clasp his finger pointing to his nose, twisted it down, and with a bang, the yellow-haired index finger was directly fractured.

"Ah -" Huang Mao made a scream like a pig, and screamed that he could not hold his broken fingers, ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain can be imagined.

The bald-headed brother Yang's face also fell gloomy, but he didn't immediately attack. The other party made a very ruthless move, and he had to take the road first, perhaps because he couldn't provoke him.

"Brother, where are you from? There is always a way to do something so cruel to my brother, right?"

"Pick my way? How are you too shallow!" Zhang Feng said disdainfully.

The bald-headed brother Yang reached out and touched his big bald head, and said coldly: "Since my brother is unwilling to say, then I won't ask. But if you make my brother like this, if I don't remove some parts from you , I won’t have the face to mix in this piece in the future. Brothers, copy guys."

The two younger brothers who were already eager to try immediately took out the butterfly knives from their pockets, ran into Zhang Feng's stomach and swept them.

Zhang Feng didn't seem to have seen it. When the tip of the knife was about to bayonet his body, he suddenly started and slammed one foot directly on one of the calves. The person screamed and knelt on the ground holding his leg.

The other one was hit by Zhang Feng with a punch and flew upside down. Several **** back molars spurted out of the mouth in midair.

After fixing the two scum, Zhang Feng lowered his head and walked towards the bald-headed brother Yang.

Brother Yang was a little frightened, but his face could not be lost. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Brother, today are some brothers who have no eyes, how about you raise your hands and let us go? I really want to see you in the future!"

"I really want to see you, you want me to let you go?" Zhang Feng smiled disdainfully, walked over, and slapped his backhand.

The rough palm and the bald-headed brother Yang's face had a brief but intimate contact, and Yang brother was directly slapped onto the ground.

Zhang Feng squatted down, grabbed his neck, stretched out his hand and gently patted his red and swollen face, and smiled: "You said I deliberately found the difference, can I let you go so easily?"

He grabbed his neck and pulled him to the side of their seat. Zhang Feng helped up the stool that fell on the ground, sat down on it, and said, "You all come over to me and squat in a circle. on the ground."

How dare the young gangsters including Brother Yang squat on the ground and besieged the city.

Picking up a pair of unused chopsticks, he gushed the fragrant braised beef into his mouth and chewed, and said as he ate, "You said you guys are good little gangsters, you have to make fun of the little girl. Tsk tusk tusk, come on, and slap the other person clockwise. If anyone cheats on me, don’t blame me for slapped him.”

Huang Mao looked at the bald-headed brother Yang who was squatting next to him, and then at Zhang Feng, who was eating, gritted his teeth and slapped the bald-headed Yang brother's face.

The bald-headed brother Yang was drawn so angry that he could only vent to the next person.

Papa papa papa...

In the sound of face-smocking, Zhang Feng put all a plate of beef into his stomach, and took out twenty yuan from his pocket and put it on the table. The money is for scrambled eggs with tomatoes and two bowls of rice.

The beef is not ordered by yourself, so naturally you shouldn't have to pay for it yourself. Zhang Feng thinks that he picks up sousou.

The four men's heads were completely slapped with pigs' heads. Zhang Feng walked over and picked up the shaved brother Yang's neck collar and asked, "Is there a car?"