Recast youth

Chapter 1025 From apologetic laughter to ferocious laughter
"Almost lost his life? What's going on, Brother Feng?"

Zhou Yihang and Hou Yao couldn't help but be startled when they heard this, and then asked Ye Feng what was going on.

Ye Feng himself didn't want to talk about this matter, but when Chen Huang told it, he had to say briefly: "It's nothing, just Chen Huang and I went to watch a WWE wrestling exhibition match, and a wrestler wanted to scare me. Then there was a conflict, and a few days later, he found two black men to retaliate against me and stab me with a knife."

Ye Feng said it lightly, but the incident revealed was not simple in the eyes of Hou Yao and others, and they all went to the knife.

When Hou Yao heard this, the smile on his face disappeared, and then he looked at Ye Feng and asked: "Then you didn't get any injuries?"

"Been stabbed."

Ye Feng said calmly: "But the wound is not very deep, and it is basically healed now."

"This is too dangerous. We can't help this foreign country even if we want to."

Hou Yao was palpitating, and then said to Ye Feng: "What did you say later? Did you call the police? What did the police say?"

"Later."

At this time, Ye Feng did not speak. Chen Huang put down his chopsticks, glanced at Feng Zheng who was eating lobster silently, and said: "Later, one died under the knife of our brother Zheng, and the other knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. New York When the police came, he was almost moved to tears as if he saw Jesus coming to save him."

"Death, died by Brother Zheng's sword?"

Hou Yao was startled for a moment, and then looked at Feng Zheng in disbelief. For Hou Yao, beating people, making trouble, and publicity were all things he did at his fingertips. If he didn't like it, he would point his nose at him and scold him.

But killing someone with a knife was still relatively far away for him.

Now Chen Huang said that when Feng Zheng killed people in the United States, he still killed people with a knife. Hou Yao suddenly felt like a dream.

Zhou Yihang was different from Hou Yao. He believed it the first time, and the reason for his belief was very simple. He relied on the fact that Ye Feng had a conflict with Chen Yiming in heaven and earth before going abroad, and then Feng Zheng opened the door and walked in, taking Ye Feng's hand. That's what the wine bottle inside said.

"You go away, I will kill you, it has nothing to do with you."

Just these words, Feng Zheng left a deep impression on Zhou Hang. He was full of recklessness, willing to cut himself off, and dared to pull down the emperor.

Lin Rui was also shocked. He couldn't help but glance at Feng Zheng next to him. He felt complicated, with fear and admiration in his heart. He had always dreamed of becoming a ruthless person like Feng Zheng.

"Then, I have nothing to do to tease you? Do you know how that black man died?"

Chen Huang's blood boiled when he thought about the conflict that took place on the streets of New York. He stood up and felt possessed by Feng Zheng. He imitated Feng Zheng's original actions: "At that time, two black men came towards us and stabbed Ye Feng with one knife at a time. Then Feng Zheng pushed me, then stepped forward, grabbed the knife from one of the black men, held the knife behind his back, and stabbed the other black man's neck horizontally."

"Can you imagine that?"

Chen Huang was a rarely excited person, but every time he recalled this scene, Chen Huang's blood boiled with excitement. He looked at the restrained Hou Yao and Zhou Hang with bright eyes: "At that time, the knife was inserted, and the blood It spurted out directly, all over my face, and then the black man fell to the ground and twitched motionless. Really, you didn’t see that scene. If you did, you will definitely remember it in your heart for the rest of your life. In addition, I A friend was so excited that he vomited on the spot."

Hou Yao and others were also excited by Chen Huang's description. They couldn't help but look at Feng Zheng: "Brother Zheng, is it true or not?"

"fake."

Feng Zheng was eating lobster. He was not used to having Hou Yao and the others look at him with such direct eyes. As for the murder, he never thought about saying it. He just did it. It was as simple as that.

But Feng Zheng said so. Hou Yao and Zhou Yihang all confirmed that what Chen Huang said should be true. Feng Zheng really killed people on the streets of New York, and it was not the kind where blood splattered five steps after a disagreement.

It's the kind where life and death are determined as soon as the two sides meet.

Just be direct, if you stab my boss, I will kill you.

As men, they usually have a dream of passionate martial arts. Now Feng Zheng, who is like "killing a person in ten steps, and then leaving his clothes when the matter is over" in the martial arts world, has appeared next to them. How can they not be excited?Hou Yao took a long time to digest it, and couldn't help but give Feng Zheng a thumbs up: "Brother Zheng Niubi, I will rely on you to protect me wherever I go from now on. You and I are sworn brothers, Jinlan, you are Brother, I am the younger brother.”

"He is indeed a fierce man."

Zhou Yihang couldn't help but sigh. As for Lin Rui, let alone Lin Rui, he admired Feng Zheng completely.

Chen Huang was very satisfied with the surprised expressions of Hou Yao and Zhou Yihang. When he was abroad, he had thought about coming back and talking about this matter as a topic of conversation. Now he finally satisfied his idea. Originally, he thought Chen Yiming's subordinate Wang Long was very skilled. It was cool, but now I found that in front of Feng Zheng, he was just a younger brother.

"I can't fucking listen anymore."

At this moment, a discordant voice rang out from another table. On the next table, five or six men with bare arms and tattoos of dragons and tigers were sitting on the table.

One of the men, who was very strong and had tattoos on his arms, stood up impatiently and squinted at Chen Huang with unkind eyes: "I think your grandson is really good at bragging, isn't he? He's still in the United States. Murder, do you think the United States is your home, or the hotel is your home, fuck you."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people with tattoos on the table burst into laughter. One of them, who had a tattoo of Anti-Scapulosaurus, looked at Chen Huang with laughter and said, "That's right, this evil pen is so good at blowing, what do you think he is?" Why don’t you go make a movie?”

"What a shame."

Another person pointed fiercely at Chen Huang, who was looking over: "What are you talking about, what are you looking at? Keep your fucking voice down while you are eating, and stop bragging, or else I'll slap you guys, do you know?" "

Chen Huang still looked straight at them and looked at them expressionlessly: "Come on, try smoking. If you don't smoke, you will be raised by me."

"I'm so sorry for your grandson's shame."

At this time, the man with tattooed arms became angry, held the wine bottle in his backhand, and walked towards Chen Huang with a fierce look on his face.

Chen Huang didn't move. He just stood there and waited for this person to come over. His eyes were getting colder and colder. He never expected that after returning to his own land for the first time, someone wanted to cause trouble for him despite not having suffered a lot abroad.

Chen Huang was a bit angry but smiled.

"Come on, knock here." Chen Huang stared at the man with the flowery arms and pointed at his head.

"Don't don't."

At this moment, Hou Yao, who had been sitting, ran over in small steps and stopped the flower-armed brother with an apologetic smile on his face: "Brother, calm down. My brother drank too much. He has this bad habit. He drinks a little bit. You don't know what's going on when you're peeing, and you love to brag."

Reach out and don't hit the smiling man.

Hou Yao's posture was low enough, and he took the flower-armed man to his original table, and said with a sorry smile: "In this way, I will pay for the table for these brothers, and I will offer you a bottle of wine. "

"I guess you know how to be a good person, so get on with it."

The flower-armed man smiled apologetically when he saw Hou Yao, and he felt much better, and then said: "Unlike your friend, he really can't handle it. If our brothers weren't in a good mood today, he would have to let him kneel in front of us."

"Yes, yes, this guy is something that he can't figure out. I'd like to toast some big brothers."

Hou Yao comforted the flower-armed brother and sat down again, then reached for an unopened bottle of beer. Just when Lin Rui couldn't believe how Hou Yao, who had always been flamboyant and domineering, became so talkative, he saw Hou Yao's The smile on his face curved upwards.

The smile suddenly changed from a sorry smile to a ferocious smile, and the wine bottle in his hand suddenly hit the flower-armed brother on the head.

boom!
The sound of the bottle exploding suddenly echoed throughout the audience!

(End of this chapter)