Chapter 888 The Prince's mighty and powerful

"You two, go to my right." Han Fu whispered. At this dangerous time, both girls were obedient. Especially Su Hang, although he kept talking back to Han Fu, he was actually very obedient at critical moments.

Han Fu felt that the guy in front was much worse than his "brother-in-law" Zhou Heze. Even when he was facing the front, Han Fu, who was now in the first-level master realm, could still slam him. However, he was afraid that the other party would have a gun. After all, there were two girls around Han Fu.

If he wanted to return, it seemed to prove that he had discovered the other party. If the other party had a gun in his hand, he might take the risk. So Han Fu looked at the relatively deserted street and said, "This small shop is good, there are a lot of Russian-style crafts. Go in and take a look."

As he said that, the boy gently pushed the two girls into the craft shop. There was actually nothing fun inside. Han Fu just wanted to find a place to hide for the time being, and at the same time pretending to buy things.

The owner of the shop is a Russian girl with an average appearance and can't speak Chinese. The three girls whine for a long time, but no results were found. Han Fu called Lu Fengsheng: "Uncle Fengsheng, where are you and Aunt Situ? There is a guy outside who has a problem. I'm worried that something happened between Suhang and Zhou Ling."

It was Situ Ya who answered the phone call, and she smiled: "I saw you going in, and I saw that person. You, Uncle Fengsheng, and I, do not be afraid."

"What are you saying? When will we be afraid of something?" When he heard that Lu Fengsheng and his wife were following him, Han Fu immediately became fierce, "Hmph, if you weren't worried about the two girls, that guy wouldn't be able to stop us from punching and kicking!"

"Oh? Otherwise, your uncle and I will go back and you can fuck him with three punches and two kicks."

"Uh...is it because of you who are so aunts..."

"I knew you were the best. Boy, there's more to worry about it. Go out and take a look. Be careful, don't be scared to pee your pants." Situ Ya smiled and hung up the phone.

Han Fu had heard a noisy sound outside. When the boy showed his head, he saw that, and a large group of about a dozen shaved guys came in a raging way. Han Fu had been reminded by Zhou Dongfei that these guys were the notorious baldheads. Although he was recently suppressed by the forces of the Yang family and the old brothers of Jinghu Gong, there were still many remnants. These guys were cruel and arrogant, and looked down on foreigners the most, especially Chinese. Once they met Chinese, they would just punch and kick without saying a word.

At this time, many shops next to them immediately closed. The pedestrians on the road were too lazy to offend these bad guys, and they hid in nearby unclosed stores. Just so happened that a girl with an oriental appearance walked in with a little nervous look. She was a Chinese and felt that she was going to be unlucky today. As soon as she entered the door, the girl hurriedly called: "Hey, is it the Chinese Mutual Aid Association? I am Liu Xiaoling, who is doing clothing business on Tver Street, and now she meets a skinhead in the alley near the Moscow Art Theater."

When you encounter danger, call Huaxia Mutual Aid Association directly. It can be seen that Huaxia Mutual Aid Association has been doing a bit of a prosperous taste recently. It has spread from Chitazhou, Siberia, to Moscow.

In fact, Liu Xiaoling is very innocent and unfortunate. Because the skinhead was sent by Luzhkov's wife, the purpose is just to cause trouble for Han Fu and the others. Now that Liu Xiaoling accidentally collided with Han Fu and the others, she could only be unlucky together.

Sure enough, the bald party rushed over with great momentum. The Russian girl in the craft shop looked pale and said anxiously: "You go, please, or my store will be finished!"

Han Fu and the other two couldn't understand, so Liu Xiaoling helped translate. The little beast thought for a while and smiled and said, "The three women are inside. You close the door and I'll go out by myself."

"No!" Su Hang and Zhou Ling said at the same time. They knew that Han Fu knew how to do Kung Fu, but they didn't know what was going on. At least, the dozen baldheads outside were very fierce. Moreover, there was a killer behind the baldheads who could attack at any time!

But the situation was unstoppable. Han Fu took a handicraft knife and went out. This was a Russian medieval sword craft, but it only had the shape but no blade. Well, he was an iron guy after all, and he was a weapon, which was better than bare hands and empty fists.

At this time, the shop owner hurriedly closed the door. However, Su Hang and Zhou Ling didn't know where they got the courage, so they rushed out with Han Fu.

With a "bang", the Russian shop owner closed the door and locked Su Hang and Zhou Ling outside the door.

Han Fu widened his eyes and said angrily: "Why are you joining in the fun? Hurry up and open the door and hide in!"

However, Zhou Ling lowered his head and didn't say anything, as if he felt a little aggrieved. Su Hang stubbornly raised his head, "It's not okay to help you fight! Uncle Feng Sheng is here, what are you worried about! My mother said, Uncle Feng Sheng is amazing."

"It's just Uncle Fengsheng here, otherwise you would have been dragged to death by both of you!" Han Fu murmured, and at the same time carried the long knife on his shoulders, and walked forward alone to the center of the street.

Su Hang looked at it and said with a smile: "It's quite a bit stylish."

The future "Crown Princess" has such a personality that no one can control.

As for the store, Liu Xiaoling begged the Russian shop owner to turn on the surveillance camera facing the door. "These Chinese people are too dangerous, and the big boy is holding a knife, so he might die. Please record it and give the police some evidence even if you look back."

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On the opposite side, more than a dozen baldheads were surprised to see Han Fu taking the initiative to kill him. They thought they would be dealing with the three children, but they would definitely scare them to cry when they appeared, or at least they would run away in a hurry. Unexpectedly, they would dare to be tough.

"Fight!" With the command of the leading skinhead party, more than a dozen guys ran and rushed over.

At this time, a car rushed to the vicinity and opened the rear door. The front window fell, revealing Lu Fengsheng's calm smile. Waving his hand, Su Hang and Zhou Ling ran into the car. With Lu Fengsheng there, they were completely relieved.

"Uncle Fengsheng, call Xiao Hanzi up and let's go." Su Hang said.

Lu Fengsheng smiled: "Han Fu has good strength, but he has little practical experience. Let him fight and gradually adapt to the coldness of this underground world."

Zhou Ling didn't think anything, but Su Hang asked: "You sir, too, support him in a fight?"

"Taizu Mao said, 'This world belongs to you, and to ours, but in the final analysis it is yours'." Lu Fengsheng smiled, "He was destined to be born for the underground world, and sooner or later he will take over the mantle of Sister Mei and Brother Fei. Do you think the names of 'Crown Prince' and 'Little Prince' are called out in vain?"

The two girls remained silent.

"Why, don't you like him to take this path?" Lu Fengsheng asked with a smile.

Su Hang still remained silent, but shook her head. She held her cheek and looked outside quietly. Zhou Ling said, "Boys have their own way. By the way, the guy in a windbreaker behind him who reads the newspaper stood up. Uncle Fengsheng, there will be no problem, right?"

Lu Fengsheng smiled and shook his head. Everything is at the control of it.

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A dozen bald party members finally approached, holding wooden sticks in their hands and thick-soled leather shoes under their feet. These scumbags seemed to be irrational, flying around like headless grasshoppers. They didn't look like street gangsters in China, at least they were moral and friends' faces.

However, once these vicious evil spirits came to Han Fu's side, they immediately realized the fierceness of this half-grown child. The original arrogance was cut off by Han Fu's two swords.

One knife! The long craft knife without a blade cut off the collarbone of the two bald parties' shoulders. At the same time, the two men knelt down as soon as their legs were weak, and then fell into a coma.

It was so clean that it made people not believe that he was just a teenage boy.

Then, Han Fu launched his flexible footwork and wandered among more than a dozen people, like a butterfly passing through flowers, making the skinheads unable to figure out. He himself became a god of killing, Tai Sui, and he would take the heavy blow wherever he went. His footsteps moved, his sword danced around, and one person suppressed about ten people to breathe. Screams continued, and one after another of the skinheads fell to the ground tragically.

"During close combat, my brother-in-law's footwork is really effective, especially for sneak attacks." The little beast was still thinking about his own skills while fighting. This is also a must-have vision for a potential practitioner. "But if you roam for a long time, it is more suitable for the master's style. However, if you combine these two body techniques, it seems that the effect is better."

While thinking, he took action. More than a dozen skinheads became his training to polish his kung fu.

Gradually, the little beast became more and more capable of fighting, as if he was in a state of no one, and he was just training without distraction. Such a chaotic battle actually made him selfless.

In the car, Su Hang looked at all this with a smile. Han Fu's shadow was deeply imprinted in her heart. She always felt that this guy was easy to bully, but she didn't expect that she would become like this. She was simply a tiger and wolf. She couldn't help but stretched out a small fist, raised it over her head and shook it: "The prince is mighty!"

Then, he held his chin with his head and watched quietly. Lu Fengsheng, who was in the co-pilot position, looked back and saw the little girl's a little illegitimate appearance, and couldn't help but shake her head and smile.

On the side of the skinhead, the number of people was gradually fading. One guy after another fell down, almost all of them fell to the ground. At present, only four or five people were still fighting hard. However, these four or five people were already in a state of dismay. They knew that the young boy of the other party was unstoppable, indestructible, and could not beat him at all. Therefore, he had the idea of ​​running away.

Not far away, the killer who was discovered from the beginning also felt something was wrong. Han Fu's courage fell second, and the key was Han Fu's footwork, which allowed him to see the way of a killer.

"Damn it, it's time!" The killer made a basic judgment and then reached into his clothes. He pulled out his pistol at an extremely fast speed, and the newspaper in his other hand covered the gun. Then, the muzzle was shifting and pointing to Han Fu, who was hitting the last two baldheads not far away.

But just facing the two skinheads, Han Fu had enough energy to disperse and kept paying attention to the killer's actions. Seeing the killer's finger covered by the newspaper pointing at him, Han Fu's body twisted suddenly, changed the angle, and let a skinhead block in front of him.
Chapter completed!