Mingge looks at Wei Dacheng's flabby and fat body and disdains to smile. Then he takes a cigarette out of his pocket and lights it.

"This snack street was contracted by Murong Ming.

Anyone who opens a shop here will pay me protection fee! "

"Insurance and protection fees?"

Wei Dacheng is a bit dazed, after all, this is a term far away from him.

"Oh! What's the age of this, and the protection fee? "

Wang Tuo raised his glasses and sneered scornfully.

Night Hong eyebrows a frown, but to Murong Ming this name inexplicable disgust.

He probably knows that, like LV Xiaotian, Murong Ming is also a nickname.

Can think of this disgusting thing and Murong listen to a dream of a surname, night Hong heart is not happy.

This group of guys have never seen in the snack street before. It must have been after the night food moved away.

Presumably, in addition to this small shop, there are many shops in the snack street that have been poisoned by these people.

In a word, whether it's for Wei Dacheng or for their own little care, these guys can't let it go.

Night Hong eyes temperature suddenly fell, but in the heart is a plan.

On the other side, Murong Ming glared at Wang Tuo: "you four eyed boy, do you want to pay for their protection?

If you don't, don't force me to break your four eyed dog's head

Wang Tuo had never been so scolded, and his face turned red with anger.

He also looked at Yehong with anger in his eyes.

Like Wei Dacheng, Wang Tuo's strength also comes from Yehong.

The gangsters were already impatient and muttered, "boss, what are you talking about with these three boys?

If you beat them up, you'll know how powerful our Murong Gang is! "

Murong Ming sneered: "yes.

Brothers, give it to me

A group of gangsters, suddenly toss a variety of hair, shouting to rush up.

Hanging on the body of the strange jewelry, with the pace of running, jingling into a piece.

It's like beggars on the street, running with pots and pans.

"It seems that the leg of the chair will be useful."

In the face of that group of ferocious gangsters, night Hong took the chair leg off again.

He clapped the leg of the chair on Wei Dacheng's hand. In the latter's confused eyes, he solemnly asked: "fat man, they will give it to you!"

Wei Dacheng's pupil widens instantly: "Nani?"

He never thought that ye Hong would choose to let him face this group of guys.

This is not the same as the script in my imagination?!

But looking at those scumbags whose saliva was about to spray on their faces, Wei Dacheng had no time to daydream.

He swung the legs of his chair, closed his eyes, and swung forward in a gesture of resignation.

"Ah, ah! I'll fight with you

Wei Dacheng didn't have any rules, and he didn't know any ancient martial arts. He just killed the gangsters with his brute force.

He closed his eyes and waved the legs of his chair.

"Oh

Murong Ming, after the crowd, saw Wei Dacheng's bad action and couldn't help laughing.

"It turned out to be a fool..."

before his words fell, he saw that one of his men was crying out, and he could not help kneeling with his legs in his arms.

This kneeling happened to be on the way forward of Wei Dacheng's chair leg, and his face was hit by the chair leg.

"Oh

He snorted, covered his bloody nose, and leaned back.

However, he was knocked unconscious by the leg of a chair by Wei Dacheng.