"Chen Fan and Huang Ying actually got together? This kid is OK, he has both hooked up with female stars!"

With a cigarette in his mouth, an old man who looked skinny but had a tattoo was sitting in the mahjong hall playing cards with Bald Qiang and the others. When talking about the latest news that only insiders knew, he couldn't help but sigh. Bald Qiang curled his lips and snorted coldly, "What's so strange about this? Just do it if you have the conditions. Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, one is willing to be big and the other is willing to be beaten. What else can he do if others don't like it?"

"You have nothing in your heart?" An old man raised his eyebrows and looked at Bald Qiang up and down. He knew that Bald Qiang's baby daughter had been mingling with Chen Fan and the others, and had heard about Qingqing and Chen Fan, so he was also quite curious about Bald Qiang's attitude.

Bald Qiang thought about it, sighed slightly helplessly, and turned to look at him, "What if you have any opinions? It's going to rain, my mother wants to get married, but the girl can't control her when she's grown up. She's not a child anymore. She should know the right and wrong, and it's useless to be a parent like us who is useless to worry about it."

"Damn, you can really see it." The old man curled his lips and placed a mahjong plaque, tilted his mouth and stuffed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and continued, "Mr. Kang is not an ordinary person. Mr. Kang's daughter is not a good guy. At this critical moment, Chen Fan stood on Huang Ying's side. This is somewhat of anger. Why can't he think so smart?

"It's not that I can't think about it, it's that I didn't think about it at all."

An old aunt who had not said anything suddenly said, lifting her eyelids to look at him, and then looking at the strong bald man, "You have never heard of this? That little guy named Chen is not a member of us, and he is not at all apart from us. To put it bluntly, people may not take people like us seriously at all. Someone dares to attack with a gun, but what about them? They kill people without blood, and they play. If not, Qiangzi can let him live to this day? Just your precious daughter is following people everywhere every day, and you have already used a big stick to break his legs."

"Oh, it depends on what you said."

The bald man laughed dryly, and was a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Kang doesn't take it away and mess with you. As far as I know, Mr. Kang also has such people."

Suddenly, the person who had not spoken spoke, laughed sinisterly, "The so-called demon is one foot taller and one foot taller. I'm afraid that that person will take action, and the little devil named Chen will also be in trouble."

Everyone looked at each other and grinned almost in unison, "Who?"

——Cut—

In the ancient study, two pretentious men wearing Tang suits and folding fans were having tea together. Priest Huanglong was playing with the folding fans in his hand quietly, and looked up and asked, "Why are you free to come to me? Is there anything important to be busy with?"

"Ah, the boss asked me to help clean up someone, and hurriedly called me. I thought, you have been here for so many years, and you should know more clearly what's inside, so I came to ask you for help."

"Oh, who are you going to deal with? You can even invite your senior brother to the big boss! You should call me, and I will do it for you casually." Taoist Huanglong looked awesome and shook the fan tightly, "Tell me, who! As long as you can tell the name, I will help you settle it in minutes?"

"Is this capable?" the man looked up and down, smiling.

"Hey, you don't know, junior brother, why have I been here for so many years? I dare not be a strong dragon or a local snake. I'm not too much. I'd expect that when people in our circle see me, why do you have to give me some face? I'm scared and urinating him."

"Yes." The man was a little convinced by Taoist Huang Long's words, nodded and turned his head, "Do you have someone named Chen Fan here? It seems to be very arrogant."

"Chen...Chen Fan..." Taoist Priest Huang Long's face changed, "Why did you suddenly mention him?"

"You know each other?"

"know."

"I'll deal with him."

The man slapped the table, "He offended my boss!"

Priest Huanglong didn't say a word and slipped out from under the table...

"Junior brother, junior brother!"

——Cut—

In the middle of the night, the store was almost closed, and there were not many people together. There were two tables on the left side of the inside, one was close to the outside, and there were all men. The other was close to the inside, and there were two people sitting face to face at the table. One had a problem with his eyes, he was not young, and looked very vulgar. The other was low-key and restrained, with a pretty face, and his eyes were filled with a little unpretentious appearance. Not only did he have fair skin, but he also wore a black casual outfit, which looked a bit handsome.

"This matter is a big deal. Master Kang has already found someone to come. I guess it won't take long to arrive. You have to be more careful."

Peng Yiwu wiped his mouth and raised his eyelids to look at Chen Fan, "Mr. Kang is not an ordinary person, he has deep roots. Even if you have all your skills, you have to be more careful."

"Do you think I'm afraid of them?"

Chen Fan changed his usual attitude and snorted coldly, with a little more sinister look in his eyes. "If you have the guts, let the horse come over. I want to see what these people have!"

"Brother, listen to my brother's advice, endure the calm and calm for a while, take a step back and the sky is wide open!"

Peng Yiwu thoughtfully tapped the table with his index finger, and said almost word by word.

"I can't bear it anymore, I've had enough."

Chen Fan put down the bowl in his hand and wiped his mouth with a tissue, "This matter has nothing to do with you, don't mix it up. I don't care what you have to do with the person surnamed Kang. As long as you don't make trouble with them, I won't make things difficult for you, that's it."

After saying that, Chen Fan stood up and said, "Waiter!"

"Hey, Brother Chen!"

The waiter ran over happily.

"How much?"

“Ninety-eight.”

Chen Fan took out a hundred yuan a piece of money and took the packed midnight snack from the waiter, "I'm leaving."

The curtain was lifted, and the wind was blowing. Before I knew it, it started to snow outside. When I walked on the road, I felt a little cold.

There seemed to be many people standing invisibly on the streets and alleys, in groups of three or three, and shadows. Everyone stared at Chen Fan with bad intentions in his eyes, but Chen Fan seemed to have no idea, and he walked into the alley alone along the path when he came.

A dark and narrow pathway stood opposite a lonely figure. No one could see who was in his face, but looking at his figure, they were all men.
Chapter completed!