At 11 o'clock the next night, Su Weifeng came to the riverside in the suburbs. It was the place he had agreed with Mr. Xiong. Mr. Xiong and his enemies booked 12 o'clock, and they gathered at 11 o'clock. When Su Weifeng arrived, seven or eight cars had already stopped, all of which were off-road.

A large park was built by the river, and where Su Weifeng and others are now located is a large viewing platform, all made of marble, two or three hundred square meters in size. There are many stone tables and benches embedded around the observation deck, and there are already three or four tables sitting, and some people are standing behind, and they are bodyguards and other people.

"Mr. Su, you are here, come and sit down." As soon as Su Weifeng came, Mr. Xiong enthusiastically gave Su Weifeng over.

Su Weifeng looked at the people at these tables. He was the leader of the table, and he knew both of them, but he didn't know the remaining tables anymore. However, the people sitting at each table were majestic and majestic. Needless to say, they were not simple characters. There were also many bodyguards standing behind them.

Suddenly, Su Weifeng saw a familiar figure at the last table. It was Wang Zhengtai, who had just been broken by himself yesterday. At this time, he was still wearing a thick bandage on his legs and was sitting with a middle-aged man. Obviously, Wang Zhengtai also saw Su Weifeng and whispered something to the middle-aged man.

Su Weifeng narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Zhengtai, thinking that his enemies are so narrow. If he dares to cause trouble for himself, he doesn't mind breaking his other leg.

"Who is this boy, Mr. Xiong?" The middle-aged man sitting with Wang Zhengtai spoke, his eyes full of hatred. He was the contemporary head of the Wang family. Wang Zhengtai's father, Wang Wei. He knew that his son had an accident at school and A Bao had been abolished. Many bones on his body were broken and his internal organs were damaged. Although he saved his life, he might not be able to practice martial arts again in the future. He could only be an ordinary person.

After Wang Wei learned the news, he wanted to tear that kid apart, but the matter of Mr. Xiong was right in front of him, so he had to suppress his anger first and prepare to avenge his son when the matter tonight ended. Unexpectedly, this kid was among the people who came tonight, and he couldn't suppress his anger anymore and was about to get angry at that time.

"This is Mr. Su, and I invited him to help with boxing. Master Wei knows Mr. Su?" Master Xiong also felt something was wrong.

"Didn't you just ask my son's leg? He was interrupted by this kid. What should you do if you think this is done?" Wang Weihansheng said.

Mr. Xiong was also in trouble. Mr. Su was a friend of Young Master Ajax, so he naturally didn't dare to mess with him. The Wang family is also a big family in Gallon. It has power not only in China Street, but also in the central region. He has a good relationship with the Wang family and is unwilling to offend it. This matter is a bit difficult.

"Mr. Wei, Mr. Su is also my friend. Let's leave this matter aside and solve that enemy. We will see what to do later. What do you think?" Mr. Xiong said. Compared with his own affairs, this is a small matter, his own life and death.

The head of the Wang family snorted coldly, as he agreed, and he also came to help. As a major force in China Street, if foreign enemies come to visit, several forces with good relationships will share the same hatred for the enemy. For this hero's enemy, he doesn't know what purpose this man came for. If he just kills and takes the opportunity to get a piece of the pie in China Street, he will never allow it.

Su Weifeng snorted coldly, and sat down at the stone table beside Zhang Wuren. There were tea, fruits and so on the table prepared in advance by Mr. Xiong, etc. on the table. Mr. Xiong picked up an apple and ate it on his own. He was already a little dissatisfied with Mr. Xiong. Mr. Xiong obviously had no attitude of offending anyone, but Mr. Su Weifeng was not afraid, but he wanted to see how it ended in a while.

Master Xiong was also angry. Both sides were obviously dissatisfied with him, but he had no choice but to do so. He couldn't take care of so much. Let's solve his own affairs first.

Su Weifeng looked around coldly. In addition to Master Huo, there were two other people who were obviously warriors. They were sitting at a table next to Master Xiong. They were two men, one old and one young. The old man was nearly 60 years old, with a long goatee, wearing a black Tang suit, and shaking a folding fan with ink and painting, as if everything was in control.

The young man is also in his twenties, wearing black training clothes, and his figure is very thick, as if he has no neck, but his neck is too thick. The young man is also looking at Su Weifeng, looking disdainful.

Su Weifeng knew that these should be masters whom Mr. Xiong asked for help, but since Mr. Xiong did not introduce them, there was no need to ask, and these people would not have any intersection in the future.

Su Weifeng looked at the bodyguards behind Xiong Ye again. Several of them were bulging on their waists. They knew they were all with guns at a glance. However, guns do have great lethality and deterrence to ordinary warriors. However, for real masters, unless they have automatic rifles with great lethality, such single-shot pistols can easily avoid them.

"It seems that Feng Lang chose this place because he was afraid that Mr. Xiong would find someone to besiege him. He was ready to escape at any time." Master Huo said with a smile. Feng Lang was the name of Mr. Xiong's enemy, and Su Weifeng had only heard of it.

"Haha, it's so easy to run away. Today, with Master Huo and Mr. Wu, it's hard to fly even if he has wings." Mr. Xiong laughed loudly.

Mr. Wu is the old man in black Tang suit. He practiced Bajiquan. After his improvement, he practiced Wu's level 8 boxing. He is the current leader of the sect, named Wu Di. The young man with him is his grandson, named Wu Hao. This time he was invited by Master Xiong for a lot of money.

"Yes, Mr. Su is here. We all have heroes gathered together. I will use tea instead of wine first and give you a cup." Mr. Xiong suddenly thought that there was Su Weifeng, and he also asked for help. He seemed to have forgotten to mention it, but he was not embarrassed at all, so he quickly raised his glass and said.

"Where did the young boy come from? He dared to compare with me." Mr. Wu snorted coldly and did not raise his glass. He also knew that this boy was invited by Mr. Xiong, and he was immediately unhappy.

"You are right. Everyone wants to compare with me, and don't consider their own strength." Master Huo also snorted coldly, but his words were not just about Su Weifeng. He didn't look at Mr. Wu either. He thought that Master Xiong was enough to find him. He also found so many messy people. How could they be qualified to compare with him? He is a real yellow-level master, and he is only one step away from the peak.

"Old man, who are you talking about?" Wu Hao stood up and shouted angrily.

The people behind Master Huo were all his apprentices. When he saw that this kid was disrespectful to his master, he came out three or four of them at once.
Chapter completed!