Chapter 120 Two groups of gangsters

Duan Fei didn't expect that Tang Xiaofeng would fall off the chain at the critical moment. Isn't it just a few gangsters? Why do you say hello to me? Just take care of it yourself?

When those little guys heard the big girl shouting, they noticed that there was a man behind him. The yellow hair trembled like the wind and his bones went down several stone steps.

"I said buddy..."

Before Huang Mao finished speaking, Duan Fei said, "Several brothers, I'm sorry, I'm not the same as her."

Tang Xiaofeng is too unrighteous when she heard this flight. OK, you are cruel. Let me tell you that I am more ruthless than you. She shouted at the leading sunglasses man: "He is my secretary with more than 100,000 cash on his body. I don't want the money. Please let me live."

This bite was so deep that Duan Fei couldn't think of the little guys who couldn't agree. The leading man with glasses came down in three steps and two steps. The robbery of money was more important than the robbery of sex. After grabbing the money first, he took out a dagger and put it against Duan Fei's neck. The thin ribs shouted harshly: "Gun over the money, or I will waste you now."

If you robbed the money first, don't worry. Tang Xiaofeng flashed aside and watched quietly. After all, watching the play was easier than acting.

The matter has come to this point, and Duan Fei has nothing to say. He said politely to the man in sunglasses, "The money will be given to you later, but there is something I want to discuss with you."

"Don't hurt your code, right?" Huang Mao pressed the knife in his hand with a bad smile.

"No, it's about yourself." Duan Fei secretly glanced at Tang Xiaofeng. She was at home and stood aside with her arms in her arms to watch the bustle.

"Say it, as long as you hand over the money happily, anything is easy to say." After all, the man with sunglasses still has the demeanor of being a boss.

Duan Fei glanced at the short knife, which was not even fine steel. At best, it was a poor stainless steel. Compared with his own Monte flying knife, what kind of thing is these things, but it turned out to be acting, so he had to play patiently. He took over the boss's topic and said, "I just want to ask you one A question?"

"What's the problem?" The boss looked calm.

"Hands or feet, what do you want to keep?"

"Sneed," Huang Mao smiled, revealing his rotten teeth, and his right hand exerted his strength. Now he couldn't laugh. His right hand was still holding the dagger in his hand. The dagger was slowly falling. His head lowered and followed the dagger's eyes to his toes. The dagger was still held in his hand, and the whole arm lay down. On the ground, blood——

Huang Mao suddenly felt that his right shoulder was cool. He held it over with his left hand and sprayed blood. His right arm had been cut off. He did not see the knife. Duan Fei stood in place with his hands empty and did not move.

"Ghost--" Huang Mao shouted and wanted to run. He slipped into the ditch next to the stone steps. The man with sunglasses took off his sunglasses and opened his eyes to see it clearly. Huang Mao's arm was still hiding on the ground. Duan Fei was not that sentence: "Hands or feet. What do you want to keep?"

At this time, this sentence was like a cloudy wind in the cemetery, which made several buddies tremble, several buddies thong, their movements were really neat, and several guys knelt firmly.

"Hands or feet, choose your own!" Duan Fei still said the same sentence.

Several buddies knelt on the ground and moved the steps with their knees. The thin and tall man moved to Duan Fei. The man in sunglasses moved to Tang Xiaofeng and cried. Those nonsense were longer than the torrential rivers. There were old mothers, younger brothers, sisters and other routines that made them runny and tears. It was so sad.

"Hands or feet, why don't I help you choose!" When Duan Fei finished saying this, the two curved machetes had already flew out like lightning and wandered around in the air. Duan Fei raised his left hand, collected the knife, then looked at them coldly, and said harshly, "Today, young master, I'm in a good mood. As long as you have one arm, next time I touch it, I will lose your legs, and get out!"

Several guys didn't say anything, rolled and climbed, dropped five bloody arms, and then went down the mountain.

Duan Fei felt that he had done it very well. Tang Xiaofeng was more skillful than him. Her left sleeve gently brushed her sleeve, and a whirlwind swept into the dust, and her five arms were also swept into the whirlwind. After a while, the wind stopped, and five arms disappeared, only a ball of meat paste. Those five guys had no chance to be replanting their limbs. Yes, you have to work more thoroughly, which is more profoundly understood by Tang Xiaofeng.

Dinner, stalls.

The security in Liangcheng has not been very good recently. Bai Tiantian taught a group of gangsters a lesson and strolled over at night. Duan Fei has always been low-key. He is not going to cause trouble. He doesn't want anything. It doesn't matter to him whether he eat or not. He just wants to sit in the cool breeze at night for a while.

Some people always complicate simple things, because these people's brains are too simple, which is not the worst. What's worse is that simple brains are stuffed into a ball of paste.

Tang Xiaofeng is a genius who causes trouble. She has a fox face, but pretends to be more dignified than a fairy. This grandmother-level beauty wears a classic ponytail and elegantly tasting a bowl of native chicken soup.

The fragrance of flowers is intoxicating. In only half an hour, two groups of buddies were attracted. Why don't you two groups do it first? Duan Fei frowned and looked at Tang Xiaofeng. She still put on a naive and brilliant expression and did not have anything to do with herself.

The boss is a smart man, and it's not easy to set up a small stall. He walked to Duan Fei with a smile and whispered, "This comrade, you see... It's getting late, or..."

Duan Fei is a sensible person. The boss is secretly helping himself. Two groups of gangsters came up. Why don't you go and wait to be played?

The moon is not high and the wind is not strong. Although there are not many pedestrians, the street lights are still bright. Duan Fei led the old man's kindness and greeted Mrs. Tang to leave quickly.

The chicken soup tastes really good. Tang Xiaofeng really plans to sit more. Duan Fei's heart is so bitter. When you watch the play, I'm playing with my life. What's the reason?

"Boss, what's wrong with this dish? Come and have a look!" A little fat man with smoke pounded the table and shouted.

The old man hurried over and said, "Bang," this guy was really damaged. He was a dish head-on and went straight to the boss's face.

"This boy has one arm and one leg." Duan Fei glanced at him and remembered, "It's necessary."

The boss's wife quickly dialed 110 when she saw this model.

The little fat man was relatively horizontal, and the tall man next to him was not much better. He picked up the old man and threw it on the ground, then rushed up and kicked him fiercely. He walked to Duan Fei and looked at Duan Fei's face: "Bad boy, do you know who I am?"

Duan Fei didn't like acting, and he was not in the mood to talk nonsense with him. He directly released the knife, "Whew," one arm and one leg, the boy was dumbfounded on the spot, and then fell directly to the ground, which was probably not far from death. And the little fat man, who saw that the situation was not good and wanted to run away. Can he be faster than the knife? "Wo, sw" was also one arm and one leg, and the little fat man fainted on the spot.

Before everyone came to his senses, Duan Fei took the knife and ran away. Tang Xiaofeng grabbed him.

"What are you running for?"

"If you don't run, will the police arrest you?"

Tang Xiaofeng shook her head with a smile. She asked Duan Fei to sit down on the stool. Naturally, she would deal with the police. What's the hurry?

A police car pulled the alarm and came over. Three policemen jumped off the car. The leader went straight to Duan Fei, took out his notebook, and started work.

Tang Xiaofeng came to him and showed a work card. The police officer opened his eyes wide and said, "Star Alliance Charter Committee, Executive Committee member, Tang Xiaofeng."

He looked at the young and beautiful little girl in front of him and couldn't believe it. At this time, an assistant police officer took a picture on Tang Xiaofeng's thumb with an electronic reader: "Global senior law enforcement authority, Tang Xiaofeng, executive member of the Planet Alliance Charter Committee."

The three police officers gave a solid salute with their feet.

"There were two groups fighting on the street just now, and these two guys were injured," Tang Xiaofeng said lightly, "I actually encountered this kind of thing. Let me deal with it. Just leave it to me here. There's nothing to do with you. By the way, call an ambulance for me."

The leading police officer asked Tang Xiaofeng to sign the document and got on the car and left.

Duan Fei helped the store owner up, and there was nothing to comfort. He opened a big stall on the roadside. There have been dozens of such things in a year. It's good to get used to it.

As for the two fierce unlucky guys, Tang Xiaofeng did not do so well this time, giving them a chance to amputate their limbs and replant, but before the ambulance came, she had to entertain the two hoodlums.

She walked to the little fat man. The guy had been scared for a long time. His whole body trembled and shrank back, leaving a thick blood stain on the ground.