Chen Liujin turned out to have a good plan. He relied on having more people on his side. The most important thing was that Xiong Baizhou still had a store. Wasn't he worried about being retaliated against?

Therefore, Chen Liujin actually thought that he could resolve this matter "peacefully" and just let the 50,000 yuan go. In the future, Zhoumei Electric would pay a little protection fee every month as appropriate, so that everyone would be in peace.

Otherwise, Chen Liujin has been around for so many years, and he is still just a gangster who cannot stand on the stage, and his eyes are not bright enough.

On Xiong Baizhou's side, he immediately set up an hourglass timer without saying a word. This blocked the roads on both sides - either do as I say or fight.

"Boss Xiong, what do you mean?" Chen Liujin said dissatisfied.

Xiong Baizhou didn't pay attention.

"Boss Xiong, if you are honest and don't tell secrets, I don't have 100,000 yuan, so don't even think about it." Chen Liujin said rogue again.

Xiong Baizhou just smokes.

"Xiong Baizhou, you, a businessman, want to fight with us gangsters, have you thought clearly?"

Xiong Baizhou's face was expressionless.

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Chen Liujin was talking to himself alone, while Xiong Baizhou didn't even raise his eyelids, as if he was an old monk in trance.

Finally, Chen Liujin couldn't help but slapped the table with a bang: "Xiong Baizhou, others are afraid of you, but I, Chen Liujin, am not afraid of you. At worst, everyone will die."

After hearing these words, Xiong Baizhou's expression was finally willing to change, but he just smiled, still did not speak, and looked at the hourglass in the middle of the table.

The capacity of this small decoration is very small. A tube of sand can leak out in at most 15 minutes. Now it has already leaked less than half.

The silent Xiong Baizhou and the flowing hourglass formed a sharp contrast, but the contrast brought great pressure to Chen Liujin and the others.

Fang Ermi and Song Shihao still have fresh memories of this invisible pressure. Xiong Baizhou seems to be able to easily suppress anyone's arrogance. On the contrary, when others hear the three words Xiong Baizhou, their aura becomes weaker.

point.

This is the real gangster!

After tonight, regardless of the outcome, Xiong Baizhou can fully deserve this title. At least this name is useful enough in the underground world of Guangdong City.

Chen Liujin couldn't stand this kind of oppression and became irritable at first. His younger brothers couldn't hold it back either. A capable young man in his early 20s cursed angrily: "Are you fucking deaf? You didn't say a word."

After saying this, there was finally movement on Xiong Baizhou's side.

Chen Qingyun stepped forward with an indifferent expression: "What's your name?"

The young man's anger had just been aroused: "Your mother, what do you care about?"

Chen Qingyun was not angry either. He nodded and said, "My name is Chen Qingyun. Come out."

This is an invitation for a one-on-one duel.

The young man and Chen Liujin looked at each other, and Chen Liujin nodded. There were many people here, so it should be fine. At worst, we can come together.

Seeing Chen Liujin's hint, the young man pulled out a scimitar and cautiously walked up to Chen Qingyun.

Chen Qingyun gently put down the newspaper in his hand. The night wind blew and lifted a corner of the newspaper, revealing a plain knife with a cold light.

Chen Qingyun planned to face the enemy empty-handed.

Sheng Yuanqing smiled "hehe", Chen Qingyun stole the limelight again.

When the young man saw Chen Qingyun put down his weapon, he was stunned for a moment, then he raised his scimitar and struck it down.

Damn it, I'll chop this scornful bastard into pieces!

The scimitar struck Chen Qingyun in front of Chen Qingyun with a sound of wind and a "whoosh" sound.

Chen Qingyun waited for the wind of the knife to reach his face before he ducked slightly, and the knife missed the target. On the contrary, the person using the knife used too much force and leaned forward a little.

In the eyes of someone like Chen Qingyun who has studied martial arts seriously, this is a very big flaw.

Chen Qingyun raised his foot and kicked his opponent in the chest. The speed was actually faster than a scimitar slashing down.

The person opposite was not in good shape, so naturally he couldn't block the kick. He was prepared to grit his teeth to hold on to the kick, and then counterattack.

I don't believe that this boy with short hair like a monk can kick me to death!

Sorry, Chen Qingyun is really good.

Ordinary people's kicks naturally don't have much strength, but this is what Chen Qingyun has done hard in the hot summer and cold weather.

With a "poof" sound, this capable young man was like a kite with its strings broken, his feet lifted off the ground, and he slid in the air for several meters before falling heavily to the ground.

Not to mention, after falling to the ground, the man's chest "clicked", "clicked", and "clicked" several times, and several ribs were actually broken under this kick.

This man never got up after falling to the ground.

Most of the gangsters were so frightened by this kick that they even forgot to pick up their companions who fell on the ground.

Chen Liujin's face also began to turn pale.

Xiong Baizhou looked at Chen Qingyun, and Chen Qingyun turned his head and said softly: "You can't die, but it's not easy either."

Xiong Baizhou nodded. If Chen Qingyun said he couldn't die, then he definitely wouldn't die. As for how difficult it would be, that was out of Xiong Baizhou's consideration.

After this kick, many people on Chen Liujin's side no longer want to fight anymore, but Chen Liujin can occupy a piece of land to collect protection fees in a place like Fangcun where there are many gangs, so naturally he has brave people under his command.

A man with a beard saw his brother being kicked and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. He cursed: "Damn you," picked up the steel bar and walked forward.

However, before he could reach Chen Qingyun, Beard felt a cold wind coming from behind. There was also a younger brother beside him who exclaimed loudly. Beard knew something was wrong and quickly turned around to block it.

With a "clang" sound, a simple knife was held up by a steel bar, but after two impacts, sparks flashed out, which were particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

"We can't let Chen Qingyun steal the limelight alone. I still have to get addicted to my hand." The person who made the move was really Sheng Yuanqing. When he saw that his sword was blocked by his beard, he smiled cruelly, suddenly holding the sword in both hands, and then

He chopped it down hard once.

"Dang", the beard once again blocked Sheng Yuanqing's attack, but couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Damn, you are so powerful."

When Sheng Yuanqing saw that both attacks were blocked, the ferocity in his heart was fully aroused. He roared angrily and slashed wildly several times with "Dang Dang Dang". Finally, his beard could not hold up Sheng Yuanqing's crazy attacks, and the tiger's mouth was forcefully opened.

He was bleeding profusely, and he couldn't hold the steel bar anymore and threw it to the ground.

Chen Liujin's younger brother felt chilled. If he had gone up in his place, he would have been chopped into two pieces by this madman.

Chen Liujin was also stunned and didn't even have the courage to ask his younger brother to join him.

Sheng Yuanqing saw Beard throw away the steel bar, throw away the knife casually, and hit Beard with a punch. Beard's arm was so shocked that he couldn't lift it up even if he wanted to block.

With a "bang", Sheng Yuanqing's punch hit Beard's chin directly, and with another "click", the jaw must have been shattered as expected. Beard was also quite strong, so he did not fall to the ground.

"Can you still stand?"

Sheng Yuanqing's eyes were red. He slowly retracted his fist, put it to his mouth and let out a breath.

He gathered strength and struck out again, blasting out violently like lightning and hitting the bearded forehead hard.

The dull sound echoed for a long time in the night.

After receiving the punch, the bearded man fell to his knees with a "thump" on his legs, his upper body swaying from side to side, and blood slowly dripped from his mouth and nostrils.

Sheng Yuanqing laughed ferociously and was about to add another punch when a voice suddenly came: "Okay."

After hearing these words, Sheng Yuanqing, who had been crazy just now, suddenly changed into a different person. He obediently picked up the knife on the ground without even looking at his helpless beard.

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There was deathly silence on both sides. Chen Liujin couldn't understand why his two most capable men were so uncertain whether they were alive or dead. Why did a fierce man like Sheng Yuanqing listen to Xiong Baizhou's words so much.

Chen Liujin's younger brother even felt that he was breathing too loudly, and his beard and body were bleeding all over the ground. This was like this after being beaten alive by fists.

This kick and punch have already knocked the morale out of Chen Liujin and the others.

Suddenly, the sound of a chair broke the silence, and Xiong Baizhou actually stood up himself.

Chen Liujin's younger brother invariably spread out a little bit.

Chen Liujin suddenly reacted and turned to look at the table. The upper half of the hourglass was empty.
Chapter completed!