Chapter 315： Hank

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"Fengwen Island!"

Yang Shiwen whispered, and then a blush of happiness appeared on Qiao's face.

When the plane landed, it was already noon local time, even if it was December, but the island of Bahrain, located in the Arabian Persian Gulf region, still had a pleasant climate, with an average daily temperature of about 20 degrees.

After getting off the plane, Yang Shiwen drew a small nose and said excitedly: "The air here makes me like it. It's not like the smell of the sea like other coastal cities, but also a bit of a hot desert. The ocean climate is too humid and very comfortable. "

Liu Feng nodded: "Yes, although Bahrain is an island country, this island country is almost connected to Saudi Arabia and has more climatic characteristics of the desert zone."

"You know a lot!"

Yang Shiwen smiled and patted Liu Feng's shoulder, looking like a host, saying, "Would you like me to invite you to the best seaside hotel for seafood?"

"No, we go directly to the dock to buy some seafood, and then go to the picnic on Fengwen Island." Liu Fengdao.

Oh yeah!

Yang Shiwen shook her fist in excitement.

The ghost king standing behind Liu Feng swallowed heavily, and the sound was almost the same as thunder, which shocked Uncle A Dong.

When Liu Feng and Yang Shiwen were talking, an extended Hummer stopped beside them.

Then the door opened, and a young man in black got out of the car and made a gesture of asking, "Boss, ma'am, please get in the car."

Ok!

Liu Feng responded and took the lead.

Yang Shiwen glanced at the young man, and at the same time, Qiao's face turned red immediately. This loud cry seemed to be very lethal to Miss Yang. Of course, Yang Shiwen didn't say anything, but followed Liu Feng into the car.

The ghost dynasty youth nodded, "Is everything arranged?"

"Ghost ... sir, everything is arranged, please rest assured." The young man bowed slightly, and at the same time made a gesture to the King of Ghosts and Uncle A Dong.

There is a special seafood market at the port of Bahrain. King crab, big lobster, flower cover, and red red are all big and fresh products.

At the dock, the four selected enough to weigh 70 to 80 pounds of seafood, regardless of whether they could eat it on Fengwen Island. Anyway, everyone was very happy to buy it.

When the seafood was bought and the four stood on the pier waiting for the boat, a yellow-haired foreigner wearing a **** big shirt suddenly came together.

In the eyes of this foreigner, there is no Liu Feng, no uncle A Dong, nor the most prominent super strong ghost king. In his blue meeting eyes, the only image reflected was Yang Shiwen.

"Wow! Beautiful oriental girl, can we meet?"

The foreigner came to Yang Shiwen with a smile and stretched out his right hand. "Hanke, 25 years old, when I first saw you, I was fascinated by your beauty."

Facing Hanke's friendly behavior, Yang Shiwen only said lightly, "I'm sorry, I don't want to know you."

Uh!

The smile on Hank's face instantly stiffened, and he still kept his right hand out. In addition, there were a lot of people on the dock. A Western foreigner who actively took the initiative to meet an Oriental beauty was ruthlessly rejected, and certainly attracted countless eyes.

It was awkward, and after that awkward anger appeared on Hank's face.

"Pretty oriental girl, I really want to meet you, you shouldn't refuse my kindness."

Hank said coldly, in a condescending tone, "Now tell me your name and accompany me for lunch so I can forgive your arrogance."

"Now you get out of here right away, I can forgive your arrogance!" Liu Feng had already spoken without Yang Shiwen's reply.

This foreigner is similar in height to Liu Feng, but depending on his physical condition, he is obviously thinner than Liu Feng.

At this time, Hank's eyes finally moved away from Yang Shiwen. He looked at Liu Feng with a stubborn neck, and asked in an impatient tone: "Do you know who I am?"

"You're a sucker!"

Liu Feng replied without hesitation: "A silly man who doesn't know what to call, but also considers himself very high."

"Fatech!"

Hank was furious and banged his fist on Liu Feng's chin.

But when Hank's fist hit three inches in front of Liu Feng, he suddenly stopped because Liu Feng's big hand steadily grasped his fist.

Click ... oh!

Liu Feng's right hand was suddenly shaken, and Hank's fist hair caught the crisp sound of broken bones, causing his facial features to scream and scream.

"Asshole, let go of my hand, otherwise I will kill you." Hank yelled with red eyes, and tried to step back, pulling his fist back.

Although Hank was yelling and yanking backwards, Liu Feng's big hand was like a positioning iron clamp, and he couldn't take it back no matter how hard he tried. Even, Liu Feng was standing still, without even moving his feet.

"Whoa! Let's take a look. Hank is eating gluttony today."

"This Hank has been acting arrogantly since he came to Bahrain six months ago. Even our police in Bahrain have lost him, and it's a pleasure to see him suffer."

"Well! I just don't know if those foreigners will have a big deal after moving Hank."

Many locals on the pier talked in a low voice while watching the lively.

Huh!

Immediately afterwards, Liu Feng's wrist shook, and Hank was a full eighteen feet. Like a sick dog, Liu Feng was thrown directly out of the pier and fell into the sea with a splash.

Huh!

At the same time, the crowd on the sidelines exclaimed collectively. Being able to shake a hand and toss a big living person, this manifestation of power, no matter where in the world, is shocking enough.

"Ahh! Yankee, your kid is dead."

Hank struggled out of the water to show his head, and gritted his teeth and shouted, "I'm not scaring you, and no one on the island of Bahrain dares to treat me like this."

As Hank yelled, a group of young people with different skin colors quickly rushed out from the crowd around him.

These youths include white Westerners like Hank, strong blacks, and some locals who are not tall but strong. These people looked at more than twenty people, and each person carried a machete nearly two feet long.

When these people appeared, the onlookers immediately disappeared.

"Not good, Hank's men are going to do it."

"I said these foreigners are in big trouble. This Hank is a demon."

"Hope them good luck."

Some daring onlookers did not run too far, still watching.

Similarly, when Liu Feng saw these people appear, the corner of his mouth provoked a sneer of sneer.

"Ghost King, it's over to you."

After Liu Feng dropped this sentence, he walked to the pier and looked at the blue sea with ease.

Yang Shiwen stood next to Liu Feng. Since Feng Feng is so relaxed, Miss Yang is naturally not nervous.

The ghost king turned back, and rushed back toward the crowd like a human bear.

Boom!

This super strong man just smashed a punch, and three young men with swords were smashed and flew, and they really flew up.

"I'm going!" Uncle A Dong would have shot it, but after seeing the ghost king's fierce punch, he actually stumbled in place.

The Ghost King is not only powerful, but also fast enough to make Uncle A Dong feel outrageous. More than 20 young people are holding a machete, but in the presence of the Ghost King, they were too late to even make a wielding action. The pair of frightened frightened bowls of sea.

From the Ghost King's shot, the screams on the dock have never stopped, and even occasionally there are crisp sounds of bone fractures, and some buddies who directly hit the boxing will spit blood.

Five minutes later, the Ghost King patted his hands gently, and said with a disdain, "It's really weak, there is no passion to play these twenty-three."

Just at this time, Hank climbed up from the water, and the ghost king turned back and walked to his side.

"That, what, maybe it was a misunderstanding ..." Hank looked at the ghost king as if he were a strong body like a wall, squeezing a smile.

Ok!

The ghost king nodded, "Do you go down by yourself, or do I kick you down?"

"I, I, I ... I'll go down by myself, without any effort to move your feet." Hank turned back with great sorrow, and then swooped into the sea again.

At this time, a medium-sized luxury cruise ship was approaching the pier, and Xiao Qi stood at the bow of the boat and beckoned: "Mr. Liu, the boat has already sailed, and we can set sail."

"Okay, get on the boat!" Liu Feng reached out and embraced Yang Shiwen's small waist, then kicked hard under his feet.

Under everyone's attention, Liu Feng jumped nearly five meters high and rowed forward more than ten meters in the air and landed on the cruise ship steadily.

"Selling 疙瘩! Is this true? Is this the legendary Huaxia Gong?"

"No wonder this man dared to hit Hank. It turned out to be a master of martial arts from China!"

"Haha! Too powerful, the demon Hank was stabbed, and the hawk under him was also injured a lot. We can have a good life in the future!"

Most of the locals saw this scene with high emotions. I believe that for these West Asians in Bahrain, the scene seen today will inevitably become a miracle they will not forget in the next half of their lives ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Then the ghost king and Uncle Adong also boarded the cruise ship. After all four boarded the ship, they circulated around the dock and left, rushing towards the depths of the sea.

"Fatech!"

Hank climbed ashore like a chicken, and he looked at the wounded, his face was extremely gloomy.

None of the people who have been defeated by the ghost king can stand up on their own. This is still the mercy of the ghost king, otherwise this violent strong man is definitely the master who kills with his shot!

"So shame me, I promise, no matter who you are, you have to die!"

Hank found the mobile phone from his wet pocket. The quality of this buddy's mobile phone was good. It was still usable after being soaked in seawater. He quickly broadcast a phone number. "Dad, I was hit by a jetty at Bahrain Island today People hit. There is a pair of Oriental men and women, I suspect they may be members of the Yang Group ... "

At the other end of the phone was a foreigner who was slightly blessed, and his horns were slightly white, and his eyes were always half-closed.

After hearing Hank's words, the middle-aged foreigner laughed, "Hank, if it was them, you would have done a great job. On the desert island, I have already arranged it. If they hide it honestly In the East China Sea, I ca n’t take them anymore, and now I ’m in the Arab region, haha! ”

"Dad, I'm going to the desert island in person, where I'm going to kill them with my own hands," Hank said with a grimace.

"Yes, you go."

The middle-aged foreigner at the other end of the phone said: "But do n’t be too capricious after going to the island. There are people in the temple of the goddess. If you are capricious, they will not give you face.

"I understand……"

Ten minutes later, another small yacht was docked at the pier, and Hank brought a group of newly called thugs to the boat.