Hand of doom

its 110: rampant

In the spacious hall, eight men in black short-sleeved shirts and a ruffian face surrounded Luan Feng, wearing a straight suit, with his hands in his pockets and a smile on his face. Seeing this, Landu's security guard wanted to rush over, but he was a little hesitant. Luan Feng looked at them from afar, snorted, and said nothing.

"Manager Luan, is there anything wrong with my ear?" Han Jun half narrowed his eyes and looked at Luan Feng coldly.

"Of course there is nothing wrong." Luan Feng raised his eyebrows, and there was still that smile on his face, but his tone was very cold. As I said, if it's only 1,000 or 2,000 yuan a month, I don't care about hiring you non-professionals, but 50,000 yuan a month, you might as well rob them.

"Are all the things you said six days ago farting?" Han Jun was a little excited and scolded viciously.

"Pay attention to your words." Luan Feng put away his smile and looked at the South Korean army coldly. That look made the South Korean army a little cringe. I'll say it again, either go to the front desk to get 2,000 yuan and leave. Don't bother me again in the future, or lie down and go out."

"Damn it, what are you? How dare you be so arrogant in front of our brother Han?" A guy standing behind Luan Feng didn't feel anything because he couldn't see Luan Feng's cold eyes. He took a step forward and reached out to grab Luan Feng's hair, trying to pull Luan Feng to the ground and punch him hard.

As soon as he moved, Luan Feng had turned around, and the back came first. As soon as he stretched out his left hand, he grabbed his wrist. As Luan Feng's body naturally turned from right to left, his right hand stretched out quickly, grabbed the other party's neckline, took a pause, bent his body, and his waist suddenly exerted force. Unexpectedly, he fell directly out the boy with a beautiful and agile shoulder.

The direction in which the boy was thrown out was the South Korean army. He was hit on the ground with a thump. His flying foot hit the head of the South Korean army, making the boy dizzy and staggered back a few steps. He was hurriedly supported by his companions next to him, so he did not fall down.

"It seems that you have chosen to lie down and go out." Luan Feng slowly straightened up, looked around at the people who surrounded him, and slowly said, "Who is the second one?"

Looking at the companions who fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth, several people were a little nervous. They are used to running rampant with the prestige of the Shengmeng League. They have never seen anyone dared to resist them, let alone fight against them. Therefore, once they are used to peaceful life, their courage will naturally be worn away. At this moment, I saw that there was danger, so people actually retreated.

"Damn it, I think you're impatient!" Han Jun scolded fiercely, rubbed his head, pushed away his men who supported him, and waved his hand: "What are you looking at? Hit me!"

With an order, the six people looked at each other. After emboldening each other, they immediately rushed up. Everyone was thinking, "Damn, there are six of us, and there are also people in the league as the backstage. What are we afraid of? Beat this grandson to death!"

Seeing this group of people rushing towards him, Luan Feng just smiled coldly and had no intention of asking the security guard for help at all. His short and slightly fat body suddenly moved like a whirlwind. In a blink of an eye, the two guys who rushed to him first were knocked down by him.

In an instant, his body rotated and escaped from the encirclement that the remaining four people were about to form. As soon as he reached out, he grabbed the back neckline of a guy who passed by him, and suddenly stepped back. Under the huge pull, his clothes were immediately tightened, like a cloth rope, there. The man strangled his neck fiercely, and the man immediately covered his neck in pain and was pulled to the ground. Luan Feng turned around and gave him another kick, so that the boy couldn't get up at all.

Two of the other three people were immediately dumbfounded, and the other continued to rush over desperately and punched Luan Feng. Luan Feng stood still, dodged the fierce punch with his head, and then grabbed the other party's wrist. With a little strength, his arm turned the back joint of the guy's wrist.

With a scream, the man knelt on the ground in the direction of Luan Feng's exertion. Because his wrist was still locked by the reverse joint under Luan Feng's control, he couldn't help screaming one after another: "Let go, let go! I'm wrong, I'm wrong!"

Luan Feng was not moved at all. He looked coldly at the South Korean army in the distance. He slowly stretched out his other hand, grabbed the elbow joint of the guy who was restrained by himself, and slammed hard. With a sad scream, the man immediately fainted because of the dislocation of the elbow joint.

"Would you like to come together?" Luan Feng sneered and pointed to Han Jun and the other two. The two men were so scared that they took several steps back. They came to Han Jun and asked in a low voice, "Brother Han, what should I do?"

"You have guts." Han Jun stared at Luan Feng angrily and shouted, "Do you think the person who hit me will be all right? Boy, I'll let you return it with the profit now!" After saying that, he immediately took out the phone and dialed the number nervously.

"Do you want someone to come and fight?" Luan Feng sneered, "Welcome." After saying that, he put his hands back into his pockets and stood up like a mountain.

"Captain Cheng?" Unexpectedly, as soon as Han Jun opened his mouth, he called an official name, which made Luan Feng somewhat surprised.

"Brother fell down." Han Jun stared at Luan Feng fiercely, "The newly opened Landu Health Center, the mother, ate the leopard, but dared to fight with us. My five brothers have been seriously injured. This is a big case! Bring someone here quickly!"

After saying that, he closed the phone and smiled coldly at Luan Feng: "Luan, if you have the guts, just wait slowly!"

"I'll wait." Luan Feng smiled faintly, slowly walked to the chair beside him, and sat down calmly.

About ten minutes later, four police cars roared from afar and rushed directly into the gate of Landu and came to the front of the venue. About a dozen police officers got out of the car and walked into the Landu Health Center with a serious face. Pedestrians in the entertainment area and other merchants couldn't help but come around to watch the bustle.

"What's going on? Who reported the case? A police officer swaggered into the health center with his hands behind his back. The policeman followed him closely and walked in together. Seeing the police coming in, the Korean army immediately ran over, nodded to the police officer with him, and whispered, "Brother Cheng, it's all up to you." Then he raised his voice and said loudly, "I reported the case!"

Many bold pedestrians and nearby merchants poured in with the police, filling the porch of the hall, staring at the free bustle with wide eyes.

His eyes glanced at the five people in black who were still lying on the ground. The police officer frowned and asked loudly, "What's going on?"

"Report to the police officer." Han Jun hurriedly shouted, "My friends and I heard that a new health center has been opened here, so I wanted to see what to play, but I didn't expect..." He reached out and pointed to Luan Feng sitting in the opposite chair: "These guys are simply underworld. You see, they injured all my friends. Why don't we take them to the doctor? It's simply unreasonable!"

"What?" The police officer frowned and looked at Luan Feng: "Did you ask someone to knock these people down? You are too bold. Do you still have the king's law in your eyes?

"Wang Fa?" Luan Feng smiled and said, "Which empire is this?"

"What?" The police officer was stunned.

"The mentally retarded guy." Luan Feng snorted and slowly stood up: "Are you a police officer?"

"Cheng Guonan, the captain of the district's police force!" The police officer snorted heavily, looked back at the policemen behind him, and then waved to Luan Feng: "Catch him!"

"Yes!" More than a dozen policemen answered together and strode towards Luan Feng. A cold light flashed in Luan Feng's eyes and said coldly, "Hey, as a police officer who comes to maintain order, you should at least have a comprehensive understanding of the matter before deciding who to catch, right? These people broke into me and asked for tens of thousands of yuan for protection, and they still wanted to attack me. Should I be caught if I took action in self-defense?

"Self-defense?" Cheng Guonan snorted, "Do you think I'm a fool?" Can you defeat so many people alone? It must be a good thing for your security guard! Where did they hide? Let me tell you, with me, a gangster like you, don't want to run away!"

Han Jun's face changed slightly. He hesitated for a moment and said nothing. Luan Feng laughed and said, "My Captain Cheng, you just think you are a fool, because these people are indeed knocked down by me alone. I was besieged by so many people that I had to take a heavy shot and hurt your good brothers. I'm sorry.

"What did you say?" Cheng Guonan was stunned, and the dozen policemen couldn't help but stop and looked at the injured in black short-sleeved shirts. For a moment, no one dared to be the first to catch Luan Feng.

"I said I hurt your good brothers. I'm sorry." Luan Feng said coldly. Cheng Guonan's face changed and he roared: "You hooligan, how dare you frame law enforcement officers in the light of day! Well, then count the crimes and punish you, and sue you for organizing the underworld forces and slandering the guards in public!"

"How dare this guy provoke the Caotou Gang?" In the crowd of onlookers, some business owners couldn't help shaking their heads. The Caotou Gang is nothing, but what is behind them is the Hesheng League!" That is, these policemen have no chance of winning against them and fighting with them.

"I heard that this boss Luan has just come back from the United States. Alas, he was stunned in that kind of place and thought he was so great that he dared to fight against these people. I think he's done this time."

In people's exclamation, Cheng Guonan pulled out the pistol worn around his waist and waved his hand again: "Arrest him!"

More than a dozen policemen pulled out the batons equipped on the waist guard at the same time and walked towards Luanfeng aggressively.

"Gong Ping, what are you doing?" Luan Feng frowned, "Should I do it with these policemen, or be captured by them obediently? You should give me a hint!"