In the restaurant kitchen, the two chefs looked at Wang Feng with excitement in shock and couldn't wait to meet him.

"Sister Wang, is that young really the champion Hou?"

"Sister Wang, what is your relationship with the champion Hou family?"

"Yes, Sister Wang, why have I never heard that you know Champion Hou!"

Wang Feng said excitedly, "Yes... the young master will not lie to me!"

Speaking of the relationship with Xiao Chen's family, Wang Feng couldn't help but look depressed.

"My husband was the guard of the second master during his lifetime. The master told the young master that Brother Heng died ten years ago to save them!"

As soon as these words were said, the two chefs in the kitchen looked at Wang Feng and became envious and respectful!

"Sister Wang, congratulations, you have finally come to your end of your hardships!"

"Sister Wang, the Marquis is here to pick you up to the Marquis' Mansion to enjoy your happiness!"

Wang Feng held back the excitement tears and nodded heavily, "Well..."

"Hurry, don't be standing there. The young master wants to eat the dishes I cooked with my own hands. You two should hurry up and help me!"

Just as Wang Feng was busy in the kitchen, a row of cars and vans rushed over in front of the restaurant.

Then a group of people rushed out.

The leading guy was wearing a big gold chain, holding a steel pipe in his hand, and rushed towards the restaurant with murderous aura.

"Who is so fucking? Those who dare to touch me will not get out and die!"

When he saw four corpses lying on the ground in front of the restaurant, his face suddenly became gloomy.

Zhou Fei thinks he is a cruel and ruthless person.

But after so many years of debut, only one person has been killed.

Most of them cut off their hands and feet.

But I never expected that someone would treat human life as if it were a mustard of grass, and would kill his four subordinates in a disagreement.

Especially when he saw Ding Bao's eyes still staring in horror after his death, a chill inexplicably emerged in Zhou Fei's heart.

"Damn it, the other party is definitely a tough guy!"

Suddenly, Zhou Fei reacted and hurriedly walked over to a bald man in a black suit and sunglasses behind him.

"Brother Biao, the other party is a tough guy!"

"Ding Bao and the other four are all dead!"

Wang Biao, who walked out of the car, couldn't help but look at the four corpses not far away when he heard this, and then stretched out a scissor hand.

When a subordinate followed him met, he quickly handed over a cigar.

After taking a leisurely sip, Wang Biao looked at the restaurant in front of him and his face was filled with ruthlessness.

"Whoever touches me, Wang Biao, will die no matter who he is!"

"Take him out!"

At this time, a subordinate placed a folding ladder behind Wang Biao.

Wang Biao said and sat down slowly.

Zhou Fei nodded heavily when he heard this and greeted everyone.

"I'm going to take the guys and rush in with me to catch people!"

After hearing this, the little brothers around hurriedly waved their weapons and followed them.

In the store, Xiao Chen listened to the movement outside and sneered, "Here you come!"

"You go!"

Pojun turned around and walked out after hearing this.

Zhou Fei looked at a young man wearing silver armor walking out of the store, and his tiger eyes were furiously shining, staring at Po Jun with a gritted teeth and said, "Boy, you just killed my brother!"

Po Jun walked over calmly and nodded indifferently and nodded in response to Zhou Fei's fierce eyes.

"So what if I killed it?"

Zhou Fei has seen many arrogant people.

But I have never seen anyone as arrogant as before!

He and all the brothers behind him were not taken seriously.

As soon as he heard Po Jun's words, Zhou Fei's eyes shot angrily, and swung the steel pipe in his hand and rushed towards Po Jun.

"It's you, then let me die!"

Huh...

The steel pipe hit Pojun with the whistling sound of the wind.

Zhou Fei moved, and the others who followed him roared and rushed towards Pojun.

Not far away, Wang Biao was sitting on the chair. Looking at the figure walking out, his tiger's eyes flashed and he subconsciously frowned.

Because, Pojun felt that he had too much aura!

Especially when facing the siege of everyone, you can still be so calm. Such a person is either sick or has something to rely on!

Obviously, the silver robe warrior in front of him is not a fool.

Just when he was surprised, Zhou Fei had already rushed up.

Seeing this scene, Wang Biao sighed slightly, "Let Zhou Fei try his skills first, let me talk about the others later!"

In just a moment, Wang Biao had already figured out the next countermeasures.

only……

The situation in the field changed beyond Wang Biao's expectations.

When Zhou Fei waved the steel pipe and pulled towards Po Jun, he saw a wicked smile suddenly appear on Po Jun's face.

Then Po Jun suddenly rushed over.

He reached out and grabbed the steel pipe that was slammed from Zhou Fei's hand.

A snap!

"you……"

Suddenly, Zhou Fei stared at Po Jun in front of him with his terrified eyes.

Almost as he burst into screams, Po Jun suddenly kicked him in the crotch.

A bang was accompanied by a scream of shattering eggs.

But seeing Zhou Fei's entire face twitching and ferocious, he screamed and flew backwards.

Then, Pojun rushed into the besieged crowd with a steel pipe in his hand as if he had entered a no-man's land.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

After a burst of smoke, there was a scream in the field!

Not far away, Wang Biao, who was already shocked, saw the scene in front of him and was so scared that he stood up.

The cigar in my mouth slid down at any time.

"this……"

"How is this possible?"

In just a moment, the dozens of brothers who came with him all fell to the ground with wailing and screaming.

Huh...

A silver figure flashed and appeared in front of him.

Suddenly, Wang Biao reacted instantly, and a few embarrassing smiles squeezed out on his face and hurriedly bowed.

"This young man, I am Wang Biao!"

"I had a misunderstanding just now. I'll reimburse you for my subordinates first!"

"It's not too late now, so why not choose a good tavern and sit down and chat slowly, so that Wang can apologize to the young master!"

However, before he finished speaking, Pojun sneered in his ears.

"No!"

"The Marquis has an order, I'll send you on your way!"

Before he finished speaking, Po Jun swung the steel pipe in his hand with a cold face and smashed Wang Biao with a stick.

A bang!

Blood and brain mass burst instantly!
To be continued...