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    Fatty Chen was very unhappy.

    He was spinning around in the room like an animal, with six or seven men standing next to him. All of them followed him with their eyes, but they didn't dare to express their anger.

    Of course Fatty Chen is very fat, but it's hard to imagine how fast he spins now. His fat body is like a top, flitting back and forth in a small space, "Waste! All fucking waste!" He suddenly  He yelled, but sat down on the chair, a little out of breath.

    A very discerning man came over, picked up the tea on the table, handed it to him and said: "Brother Chen, have a drink of water, let's discuss it in the long term."

    Fatty Chen¡¯s expression changed. He was about to get angry, but he suddenly stopped his temper and reached out to take the water.  However, his slightly trembling hands told several of his men how angry he was.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Seventeen or eight people were injured, but the place that was not taken down was taken away by the Qingzhu Gang at the cost of five injured people. What a shame for this man!  Damn it!  Damn Xipi!  He didn't know how to express the anger in his heart. He couldn't drink the tea he was holding for a long time, and he slapped it on the table hard.

    "Brother Chen, please don't be angry. It's all because of our failure!" A young man in his early twenties with an injured arm said. He was supposed to be a handsome young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his entire face was covered with tattoos.  The tattoo is of a roaring tiger.

    The person who made this tattoo is obviously a master of this art. He cleverly combined the tiger head pattern with the facial features of the human face, making the entire human face appear somewhat ferocious.

    What¡¯s even more terrifying is that his eyes have a sinister aura that wants to eat people.

    When Fatty Chen saw him, his anger seemed to subside a little. He rubbed his head with his hand and said, "Let's talk about it. What should we do now? Who is the Qingzhu Gang? This is what you often say, but  Now people can sit on our heads and talk!"

    "Brother Chen, just calm down. However, I feel that I can't say that the brothers didn't try their best" The one who spoke was still the young man, with a broad body and obvious strength from the north.

    "Oh, Ma Long, tell me" After venting, Fatty Chen looked at his beloved general and said.

    "We went to thirty brothers, and more than half of them were injured. The brothers must have tried their best! The Qingzhu Gang went to more than twenty people, and only five or six were injured. This means that the other party has been disabled by us, so they picked it up.  Cheap!" Ma Long said bitterly: "They eat the food we dug out."

    Fatty Chen frowned and frowned. He also agreed with Ma Long's words in his heart, but after all, now that we are all in alliance to deal with Biao Shengtang, it is easier to say than to do.

    At this time, another older man on the side said: "You can't say it like Ma Long. The Qingzhu Gang is just lucky, and it can't be regarded as eating the food we dug out."

    "Luck?" Ma Long smiled a little ferociously: "It was luck that xxxx won seven games in Biao Shengtang in one go. It was luck that Qingzhu Gang also won three. However, we xxxx took action once and injured more than a dozen brothers.  I injured more than a dozen brothers with my hands, but still have nothing to lose. Is this also luck?"

    "Then what do you mean it's not luck?" the man said.

    Ma Long sneered and said: "I don't know, but I just feel like this luck is too strange! As soon as xxxx takes action, Biao Shengtang will be the leader of the heavy troops. As soon as xxxx takes action, Biao Shengtang will be empty inside. We have disabled people,  The Qingzhu Gang took action at such a suitable time, I can¡¯t figure it out even after thinking about it. How could Biao Shengtang eat us to death"

    The man said in a bad tone: "What do you mean, the co-author is suspecting that someone has tipped off Biao Shengtang?"

    Ma Long scratched his neck, but ignored him. Instead, he said to Fatty Chen: "Brother Chen, don't you think something is strange? Last time we tried to take advantage of the Qingzhu Gang, some people said that the stability of the alliance was the first. But now  , it was obvious that the Qingzhu Gang robbed the food we dug out, and it was luck again immediately! Seeing that xxxx is growing day by day, even the Qingzhu Gang is about to catch up with us, but some people don¡¯t think about xxxx¡¯s interests at all. I don¡¯t know who they are  He is from that gang after all!¡±

    The man was squeezed by his words and couldn't hold back his anger any longer: "When I was living in Wanhe, you didn't even know where the hell you were? When will it be your turn for a brat with no hair to squeeze you?"  I have the guts to challenge you!"

    Ma Long turned his head, looked at him coldly, and said slowly: "Brother Fang, let me remind you, you are now a member of xxxx, Wan He was killed long ago! Thirty people went to grab the land yesterday, and even  I have injured a total of nineteen brothers! Brother Fang, you are not injured at all. Why are you hurt when you bully me today? Come on, I can catch you with one hand!"

    As soon as the words came out, Fatty Chen stared at the man named Brother Fang with a gloomy face.Going to ask for leave.  "

    "Okay, I'll ask Sanzi to pick you up. He will call you when he arrives!" Sister Sheng said and hung up the phone.

    Only then did she feel her feverish face slowly cool down, Sheng Qinghua, and suddenly she remembered the name she had no longer used She had tattooed her name on her body, but for so many years, she always forgot to use it.  It, others forgot to call it.

    After hanging up the phone, Kang Shunfeng stood up quietly and put on his clothes quietly in the dark.

    He always folds his clothes neatly and puts them in a fixed place beside his head before going to bed. This is a habit he has developed over the years and is also one of Hu Xiezi's requirements.  Hu Xiezi said that many good men have been touched by others, so they are required to put everything they put away at night at a fixed distance and in a fixed place, so that they can reach it naturally when they reach out.

    Kang Shunfeng put on his clothes and left the barracks as quietly as a cat. When he got outside, he took out his phone and dialed Zeng Qinsheng's number to ask for leave.

    Zeng Qinsheng didn¡¯t ask him what he was doing, and just said: ¡°Wait there, I¡¯ll ask Xiaoxia to take you out with the leave approval note. Do you have a car? Do you want Mavericks to take you out?¡±

    Kang Shunfeng said: "If a car comes to pick me up, just ask Xiaoxia to take me out!"

    The other side responded and hung up the phone.

    Kang Shunfeng was leaning on a telephone pole under the streetlight not far from the barracks door, waiting for Xiaoxia. It was bright and bright, and he could see the barracks door at a glance, and Xiaoxia could also see him when he came.

    The luxurious private room on the third floor of Runlin Bath and Entertainment Center saw off the proud old man Tan and ushered in the proud fatty Chen.

    Unlike Old Man Tan, Fatty Chen never had fun alone. Beside him, there were a group of men, each with a beautiful woman waiting on him, holding a bottle of foreign wine costing thousands of dollars in his hand.  The smile on his face, his sincerity and happiness, is no different from that of any ordinary person who has achieved results.

    ?? What is different is the bandages that many people wear.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:?????? Put aside the cruelty of the weak and the strong, the underworld is just a place for people to eat.

    Among the many passionate men, Ma Long, who was embroidered with a black tiger on his face, looked particularly dazzling, not just for his face, but for his cold aura and the hint of madness suppressed in his eyes.

    He occupies a sofa alone, with no woman or brothers next to him, only the wine in his hand.

    Although every man here knows that he is loyal and willing to bleed, many people are grateful to him for blocking the fatal knife in the back. Fatty Chen admires him, and many lower-level brothers respect and obey him.

    But no one dared or wanted to disturb him at this time.

    Normally, it¡¯s okay for everyone to burp and fart together, but when it comes to fun parties like this, he always sits so lonely, staring blankly ahead.

    The sadness in his eyes made everyone reluctant to touch him.

    Fatty Chen glanced at the lonely Ma Long, felt a pain in his heart for no reason, and smiled to himself.  He admired this little brother who dared to fight and fight. He had the temperament of the bloody brothers who fought with him in xxxx. Every time he saw him, Fatty Chen seemed to see the blood in his head back then.

    When a knife cuts at his brother, he will stretch out his arm to cushion it. Fatty Chen still has a permeating scar on his arm, which was left when he helped his brother with the knife.

    He withdrew his gaze and hugged the young and beautiful woman next to him with all his strength. Listening to the young woman's giggles, he left the lonely Ma Long in his story and his world.

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