Chapter 36 (1/2)

Jiang Deqian realized that he was likely to plant today. He had expected Hou Biao to help him. Unexpectedly, the smelly monkey advised him to admit defeat.

Of course he doesn't agree.

Although his name of Jiang Shao is not very loud in Wuzhong, he has such a name in the circle at least. Now his woman ran to a man and woman in a small bar. He not only didn't get it back, but also lost the wine to the man and woman. If this gets out, he will stop fooling around in Wuzhong area after Jiang gets the money. He can be laughed to death!

Twelve bottles of flowers have been dried all his life. He banged the wine bottle on the ground and said, ”are you ok? If you can't, you can roll!”

The people around have already started to coax:

”If you can't, get out!”

”How can you come to Liuying lane with such poor drinking capacity!”

”Get out of Liuying Lane!”

The faces of those who followed Jiang Deqian turned pale. Look at me and I look at you. I don't know what to do.

Jiang Deqian was unable to ride a tiger. He glanced at Hou Biao behind him and found that the bald monkey was as indifferent as an old monk.

He didn't know that Hou Biao was no better than him at the moment.

Hou Biao, who once played black boxing in Thailand and later worked as a mercenary for several years, has real kung fu. His kung fu is not fancy boxing and embroidered legs, but practiced in life and death struggles one after another. If he hadn't offended the most powerful mercenary group overseas, he might still be active in the jungles of Southeast Asia and the deserts of the Middle East.

He fled home in a container full of garbage. Jiang Deguan rescued him from a pile of waste plastics. From then on, he became a bodyguard and thug for Jiang Deguan.

In recent years, Chiang's official success has been smooth, and Hou Biao has also contributed to it. At least many people who have no background but rely on a cruel hard fork have been pulled out by him.

When the chicken nest head grabbed his wrist, he instinctively wanted to twist his joints and hold it back, but he failed. The power from the other party's fingers made him feel terrible. He clenched his right hand into a fist and retracted, and the blue veins on his arm burst. He tried to break free from the man's hand, but even if he used all his strength, he couldn't succeed. His hand seemed to be fixed by an iron ring. Let alone break free, he didn't even move a point.

According to past combat experience, he should fight back at this time. He can push his elbow, hit his knee and sweep his leg; His left hand is still empty. From this point of view, there are more than a dozen ways to launch a fatal blow; He had a military dagger in his pocket and a wire that could cut people's neck on his belt.

But when he saw the calm expression of the chicken nest head, he felt that all means of attack were unreliable. People who make a living in the jungle and war have a keen intuition of real danger. He knew that he could do nothing until his right hand broke free, otherwise he would only be more passive.

He's a little sorry he didn't bring his gun out now. He hasn't brought a gun with him for a long time. On the one hand, in this peaceful environment in China, carrying a gun sometimes encounters unnecessary trouble; On the other hand, after returning home, he had never met anyone worthy of his gun, so that he was unfamiliar with his shooting skills now.

Aoki stood lazily, grabbed Hou Biao's right wrist with his left hand, looked at Hou Biao with a smile, and the remaining light from the corner of his eye swept to the two people who were still drinking.

Jiang got the money out and forced himself to drink two more bottles. Then he vomited out.

This time I couldn't vomit. I vomited all the wine I had been holding in my stomach. He held the table and vomited for three minutes, leaving pools of white foam on the ground.

Lifelong flower took the remaining half bottle of wine from the corner of her mouth, changed her fierce spirit, and said calmly, ”isn't Jiang Shao? You lost!”