Chen Yuanbao was killed by Feng Yun, and the Qinglang Gang and Sanhetang jumped out to grab peaches without his consent. Have you ever taken him as a constable seriously?

Feng Yun was very angry, and the consequences were very serious.

Two gangs surrounded the streets and Feng Yun couldn't even get in. He gently patted a man on the outermost side, "Please give it up!"

The man was from the Green Wolf Gang. He had naked arms, a huge wolf head tattooed on it, and a big machete in his hand. From behind, he looked at the tiger's back and bear's waist quite terrifying.

The man was heart-wrenchingly shouting, cheering for the Qinglang Gang members inside and being disturbed, and naturally felt bad. He didn't look back and muttered and scolded: "Get out, don't bother the uncle here!"

"Bang!"

Responding to him was a huge fist. Feng Yun had more than 300 kilograms of strength with one hand. The man's strong body hit a group of people and stopped. He covered his swollen left face and hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak.

"Which turtle son..." Someone was knocked down and cursed, but his eyes stopped when he said something on Feng Yun's mouth.

“Get out of here!”

At this time, Lao Huang and Zhang Yong stepped forward in real time, holding a long sword in hand, majestic. The two gangs who were fighting in an instant stopped and naturally made way out.

Feng Yunlong walked and looked around, looking at the two men standing alone in the audience with a stiff look, "Who is the head of the place?"

"I am Muqi, the deputy head of Sanhetang. I wonder if this little brother is?" This is a tall and thin man in a black warrior uniform bowed.

Feng Yun looked young, but strong and capable of becoming a yamen runner is probably a constable, which made Muqi look more cautious.

"Who asked you to fight here? Has it been my consent?" Feng Yun pointed at Muqi's nose and cursed: "What is the good street like you destroyed? I have compensated the merchant for the losses. Get out of here immediately!"

Muqi was also embarrassed and angry when he was pointed at the nose and scolded in front of so many gang members. The nameless fire rose and clenched his fists.

So what if the constable is? Fist is supreme, so what if you get mad, so what if you beat him to death? At worst, you can continue to have a happy life in another place!

But before Muqi moved, Cen Hu, the deputy leader of the Qinglang Gang who was hostile to him, jumped out. This was a bald man with a shiny head, a fierce look in his eyes, and a brown-yellow teeth inside his mouth, "Where did the little yamen runner come from? I'm not your business for the territory!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blood mark gradually oozed out of Cen Hu's bright forehead, and then the crack grew bigger and bigger.

"Bang!"

Blood splattered everywhere, and Cen Hu's majestic body was divided into two halves, which was so shocked that the onlookers "brushed" backed away. Mu Qi also looked at Feng Yun like a ghost. He hadn't seen Feng Yun come out of the sword just now, and Cen Hu, who was almost the same as his strength, became a ghost under the sword.

Although they are all a group of warriors who have not practiced their internal strength, when one thing is done to the extreme, there will be differences between the superiority and inferiority.

Why do some students in the same class get 100 points, while others get less than ten figures?

The strength, speed and skills were matched with the height of Feng Yun, and he cut out this amazing knife.

This is a knife that Feng Yun and Chen Yuanbao had a feeling after the battle.

I just don’t know what the famous sword-drawing should do?

Shaking his head, Feng Yun came to his senses and pointed at Muqi who was stunned by the wooden chickens, "Tell you the master, if you dare to fight and kill on the street next time, I will confiscate his nest!"

After Feng Yun left, Mu Qi's trembling body could no longer stand firm and fell to the ground. The soil under his feet was wet but he didn't know it. He stared at Cen Hu, who was divided into two halves. If he couldn't help but take action, he would be the one who was lying on the ground.

In the hot summer, the heat is unbearable. The willow trees on both sides are hanging their heads listlessly. However, the fighting Qinglang Gang, the members of the Sanhetang Gang are living in the twelfth month of winter, with their hair standing upside down and goosebumps all over their bodies.

It took me some time to react from the shock.

The members of the Qinglang Gang hurriedly carried Cen Hu's body, while the people of Sanhetang surrounded Muqi tightly.

"Is that man gone?"

"Go away!"

"Who is he?" Mu Qi asked. After Feng Yun took over Liu Hong's position, all the strength in the jurisdiction gave gifts, so Feng Yun had never troubled them. Feng Yun has always been low-key, so there are not many people who know Feng Yun.

A man stumbled and said, "He is...Feng...Feng Yun, Chen Yuanbao was killed by him!"

"Feng Yun?"

...

Killing Cen Hu is just a trivial matter for Feng Yun, and the system has not even issued a task, but it is like a bolt from the blue for the Qinglang Gang and Sanhetang.

In Sanhe Hall, Muqi faced a short and strong man. This person was the leader of Sanhe Hall, Mu Hong and Muqi, who were half-brothers and brothers. I don’t know where to get a broken fingering technique. After practicing, I became famous and known as Mu Hong, the Iron Finger.

"Brother, don't hesitate anymore. Feng Yun is ruthless in his methods and his martial arts are absolutely not comparable to Liu Hong!" Mu Qi advised him bitterly. Thinking about the scene at that time, Mu Qi was a little scared now.

Mu Hong looked calm, "I just gave money to Tan Duoxiang, and now I give it to Feng Yun. No matter how big the foundation is, it can't withstand such tossing!"

"I mean, can you discuss with the Qinglang Gang and come up with a compromise!" Mu Hong thought, touching his round chin.

"If the Qinglang Gang were trustworthy, our two families would have divided the Changle Gang's industries together, so why did we reach this point in this situation? We could have been three-legged in front of us, but now we can't stand two tigers in one mountain!" Mu Qi said earnestly.

Upon hearing this, Mu Hong's eyes turned: "One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers?"

Seeing this, Muqi was very anxious: "Brother, you should not be for yourself, but for the brothers in the gang. They have suffered so many years with you, so it should be..."

He waved his hand and interrupted Muqi's words, "You go down first, wait for me to consider!"

"yes!"

In the evening, Feng Yun was practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and someone knocked on the gate of the courtyard. When he opened the door, he saw two men with different shapes staring at each other, standing on both sides of the door.

Seeing Feng Yun open the door, the short and strong man Mu Hong said with a smile: "Mu Hong, the master of Sanhe Hall, greeted Constable Feng!"

Immediately afterwards, another man with a moderate body and a poor appearance bowed and bowed: "Li Xiong, the leader of the Qinglang Gang, greeted the Constable!"
Chapter completed!