Chapter 385

Brother Bao turned his head to scold someone, but suddenly he also saw a horrifying scene in the wide yard.

I saw rows of men in neat white vests, camouflage pants, and leather boots running into the yard with their hands on their waists at a trot.

Don't need to look at their strong bodies, just look at the neat steps and the horizontal and vertical spacing are all exactly the same, without the slightest difference in regularity, idiots will know who this group of people is.

Nima!

This is definitely a soldier who retired from the mainland!

Standing in six rows at a stretch, there are at least twenty people in each row. Such a group of burly men, who are even about the same height, are staring at the front with expressionless faces, without looking at Brother Bao and his group.

But this full of evil spirit directly made Brother Bao and the others feel terrified, and even their legs and feet were a little unsteady.

At this time, a man in the same attire ran from the back to the front, with his back to Brother Bao and the others, and after standing firmly on his feet, he immediately yelled at the top of his voice.

"Stand at attention! Take a rest! Look to the right! Look forward!! Count!"

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... twenty!"

Following his orders, the distance between the outstretched feet of these security guards was uniform.

The counting came one after another, and it only took ten seconds to complete the counting. This was not from the beginning to the end, but in a small unit per row, exactly twenty people in each row.

After the counting was over, the man with his back to Brother Bao and the others turned around, trotted over and opened the glass door.

Brother Bao's subordinates, including Brother Bao himself, all hurriedly avoided, for fear of blocking his way.

The man didn't close the door, ignored anyone else, stood in front of Le Yiling, straightened his chest with both legs, and shouted: "Report to the general manager, Li Weiguo, the first team leader of the Kylin Cultural Security Team, would like to send you a message. Report! Our team has finished training and returned to the company, please give instructions!"

"Thanks for your hard work." Le Yiling showed a rare smile, "Everyone will go back later, come in for a rest, and leave after eating."

"Yes!" Li Weiguo roared, "But there are too many of us, it may be inconvenient to come in, please allow us to rest on the spot!"

"Okay." Le Yiling said, "But we still have to wait for half an hour before eating, let a few people come in first, and bring out some sour plum soup for everyone to drink..."

"yes!"

Li Weiguo agreed, but did not move. "Report to the general manager. Xiao Zhang and the others reported just now that there are club figures here to provoke. Do you want to get rid of them?"

Brother Leopard and his group almost freaked out when they heard that.

What provocation?

Let's just talk about the truth, okay?

We didn't do anything too drastic other than knocking up a wooden shelf, okay?

Also, what is clearing?

Can clear these two words be used casually?

Are you bullying that I don't understand culture, don't you know such horrible words?

Don't be so intimidating, okay?

I will be afraid! !

It's not that Brother Leopard and the others are too cowardly.

All idiots know that five gangsters should be able to beat a sergeant who came out of the army, but if they meet 5 soldiers, then 25 gangsters may not be able to beat them. 50 gangsters, that is definitely the fate of gangsters being crushed.

Basically, as long as the fighters form a fighting group, the gangsters have no hope of victory, and any machetes and iron bars are useless.

Unless it's with a gun.

But guns are definitely a taboo in Xiangjiang. Even those guys in Kowloon Walled City, after leaving Kowloon Walled City, dare not use guns directly unless it is absolutely necessary-as long as you use guns in the city, then The British will go crazy. Not to mention the mobilization of all the police and the police, it is very likely that the garrison will be dispatched. Hand over the people, so as not to implicate everyone.

Standing in front of them now are the most regular and well-trained soldiers in the army, and there are as many as 120 of them! !

You don't need to look at their real combat power, just look at their murderous aura, their posture like a pole, and their discipline like iron, and you will know what is called an elite.

With such a strong combat power, all their K-starters are useless!

Don't look at the bragging about the size of more than 20,000 people with the prefix K, the ones who can really be used to kill are only more than 2,000 people, and the ones with real combat effectiveness are at most more than 100 people.

Individually, these individuals may be able to draw with these fighters, or even defeat them, but if these 120 fighters form a battle formation and fight from the street to the end of the street, more than 2,000 community elites will definitely be killed or injured. , but the maximum number of casualties on this side does not exceed 100.

The gangsters know this fact most clearly.

Because in the 1950s and 1960s, the British army's foreign military camps dealt with groups of elites who were called "Dragon and Tiger Brothers", "Fight to the Death", and "I am the biggest in Xiangjiang"... At that time, they were It looks like the shit is beaten, many old gangsters in their 30s and 40s often take it out to teach the younger generations, the army can't afford it!

In fact, in the 1960s, 1970s and 1980s, the prestige of the mainland soldiers was definitely well-known. Many Xiangjiang people believed that they were much more powerful than the British.

Back then in North Korea, more than a dozen countries worked hard, and did not make the mainland back down in any way. In the end, they fought hard and fought undefeated, and they were in a mess.

And then in India, several advanced divisions went directly to the gate of New Delhi. India, which claims to be the second largest army in the world, was too late to cry and kneel.

Vietnam behind, that is, at the beginning of this year, is another small country that claims to be the number one army in Asia. It was almost destroyed by the mainland in a month. Those who immigrated from Vietnam before, bragging about it , Seeing such an ending, I almost buried my face in my crotch.

The news in Xiangjiang is very fast, and all kinds of news spread quickly.

Of course, the associations knew the Uncle Liberation Army's prestige like a god coming down to earth, and they were also in awe and fear of these elites.

Now they are simply formed in Xiangjiang. Although they don't have any hot weapons, they are scary enough just like that!

How dare a second-rate member of the club like Brother Bao dare to confront them?

Nima!

We are not a multinational coalition army!

Idiots are going to die!

Li Weiguo frowned when he saw how useless these people were.

With his frowning, Brother Bao and the others were so scared that they didn't even dare to show their breath, they could only look pitiful anxiously.

They didn't dare to look outside, because from the beginning to the end, except for the queue and the sound of counting just now, those soldiers just kept in a neat queue, motionless, and their eyeballs didn't move much. This silent mental momentum oppressed , enough to make any ordinary person frightened.

Although it is impossible for this group of soldiers to beat them to death, it is easy for them to break their limbs like they did to the people who snatched newspapers before, and they will not be able to use their strength for the rest of their lives.

As for whether or not the society wants to avenge me, that's a matter for the future, and it doesn't have much to do with me - if you kill them, will my hands and feet return to normal?

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Le Yiling said, "It's nothing serious, you can go out and rest first, I will take care of it here."

"yes!"

Li Weiguo bowed slightly, turned around and strode out.

He will not salute Le Yiling, because Le Yiling is not a soldier, and military etiquette cannot be brought outside, otherwise it would be an insult to military salute. Although they are eating bodyguards now, this basic insistence Still have to have.

Following Li Weiguo's order to "disband and rest", a group of soldiers formed a few circles and sat on the ground to rest, but their voices were not loud.

Even so, Brother Leopard and the others didn't look very pretty.

Brother Leopard swears that after he leaves here completely, he will never set foot in this place for the rest of his life. It's so fucking scary, whoever is an idiot will come back again!

"Brother Bao, right?" Le Yiling said to him in a slow tone.

"Uh... General Manager Le, just call me Xiao Bao... Leopard Cub is also fine..." Brother Bao hurriedly waved his hand, and lowered his posture all of a sudden.

He knew that if he was like just now, he would not be able to walk out of this door completely today.

Le Yiling is now equivalent to the Queen of England, who can decide the life and death of her group at any time.

Not to mention him, if the person at the helm with the prefix K came here today, the result might be the same.

"Brother Leopard, in our business, we value harmony and make money, and we don't want to cause trouble... I believe you don't want to have more conflicts with us, do you?" Le Yiling said in a harmonious voice.

"Yes, yes! From now on, I guarantee that no one will dare to harass you here, absolutely!" Brother Bao hurriedly promised, "Just now I was deceived by lard, please let me go, General Manager Le... I am really Young Master Jun TV fan! I adore him!"

"Well, since you understand." Le Yiling turned her head and said to Tian Jiachun next to her, "Go to the safe and get 200,000 to Brother Bao, and I will give 200,000 to Brother Bao every month from now on."

"Okay." Tian Jiachun nodded and turned to go in.

"ah!?"

Leopard was stunned.

His men were also stunned.

Am I wrong?

They still want to give me money! ?

Here, what's the situation?

Could it be that after we take the money, they will plant it on us, and then drag us outside and beat us to death?

Brother Bao's heart twitched, "No, no, General Manager Le, I dare not accept it anymore, I dare not accept it again... Don't make this joke, I can't do it, I'm not very courageous..."

He was skeptical that if he took the money with his left hand, his hand would be cut off by the soldiers outside as a lesson.

"As I said, we don't want to cause trouble. Since the TV station has also paid the money, we also know the rules." Le Yiling said lightly, "It's just that you had a bad attitude just now, Brother Bao. It's beyond imagination, so we have a little misunderstanding, right?"

Brother Bao was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to speak, he didn't even understand what Le Yiling meant, but he really didn't dare to take the money, for fear that one day he would be stabbed a few times while walking and die immediately.

The same is true of his subordinates, for fear that they will be affected too, and they are still trembling now.

After being silent for a while, Tian Jiachun had already taken out two stacks of big golden bulls and handed them to Brother Bao.

"Take it." Le Yiling said, "I mean what I say. You send people to collect 200,000 yuan every month. We understand the rules, but please don't treat us like fat sheep. Everyone is kind, and compared to fighting It's better to kill and kill, right?"

Brother Bao saw that Le Yiling didn't look like she was lying, and felt that she had said it a few times, and if she didn't take it, she would lose face. If she got angry, he still couldn't bear it.

He just smiled foolishly when he heard the words, "Yes, yes, you are so right!...Wang Zai, take the money."

Brother Bao doesn't want to take the money, but it's okay to ask the younger brother to get it. If he wants to be beaten, the younger brother wants to be beaten.

One of the subordinates behind him suddenly felt like a dog.

Those who thought to themselves dare not take the money, so ask me to get it? If you lose your arms and legs, it's me!

But when the boss spoke, he didn't dare to be disobedient, so he took the money from Tian Jiachun's hand with trembling hands, and made an idea in his heart. Throw it away, kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Then...we won't bother you anymore...retire and resign..." Brother Bao said with a smile on his face and clasped his fists in salute.

"No." Le Yiling waved his hand.

Her attitude made Brother Bao feel a little more at ease. The politeness just now really made Brother Bao's heart skip a beat.

Brother Leopard hurriedly led a group of his men out, looking at the circles of soldiers sitting all over the floor. Brother, Brother Leopard had a flattering smile on everyone's face, and his footsteps were lighter than anyone else, circling around After going, he finally reached the gate.

At this time, the two security guards at the gate were still guarding the gate. Brother Bao didn't dare to show his face anymore, and cupped his hands and said, "Brothers, I'm leaving! Thank you for your hard work!"

The two security guards smiled, opened the door, and let them out.

After going out, Brother Bao suddenly became nervous. When he turned to the road on the left, he only took seven or eight steps, and immediately galloped. Although his body was covered with fat, his sturdy speed made his subordinates I thought Brother Leopard went back to when he first debuted ten years ago.

After running for more than a hundred meters, Brother Leopard leaned against a street corner of a small road panting, and sat down on the ground regardless of his appearance.

"Huhu...they...huhu...didn't catch up?" Brother Bao asked his younger brothers out of breath.

"No... Huhu... No one is chasing us... Huhu..." Several men put their hands on their knees and panted.

"That's good...fufu..."

Brother Leopard breathed a sigh of relief, and tried his best to let himself breathe normally.

After a long while, he slowly stood up.

"Hey, big brother, why are you here?" Suddenly there was a shout from the side.

Turning around to look around, I saw a few men dressed in colorful clothes coming from the other side of the street.

"It's nothing." Brother Bao still wanted to show off in front of his younger brother. He waved his hand, "Ah Chang, why are you wandering here?"

"Originally we were going to have dinner, but we really saw something strange just now." Achang came to Brother Leopard and said happily, "Brother, didn't you see that group of soldiers who came out of nowhere?"

"What?" Leopard asked with his heart skipping a beat.

"Just now, I don't know where a group of soldiers came from. They lined up in four rows and ran around the radio channel twice... Good guy, that's neat and tidy! That's handsome! The blood is boiling! When did the Xiangjiang police become so powerful? I heard from the neighbors that these guys have been training and running here for several days, and it seems that the police will not be so easy to bully in the future." A Chang said here , Suddenly remembered something, "Brother, didn't you go to such a unicorn culture to collect money? How about it, did you receive it? Are they pulling it? Shall we teach them a lesson?"

When Achang said this, Brother Bao and the others looked at him like they were looking at a clown, which made him a little puzzled.

"Brother Chang." A younger brother hurriedly said: "The group of hunks you saw just now had a total of 120 people, and that's not all of them... These people are either policemen or security guards from Qilin Culture... ran back to their yard."

"Well!"

Achang's neck seemed to be stuck by someone, and he was speechless for a long time, and at the same time there was a look of fear on his face.

The few people behind him were even more unbearable, almost unable to stand still.

Thinking about their own group of people and wanting to trouble these elites, their hearts were trembling.

Not to mention 120 people dispatched, even 20 people, I am afraid that all the people with the prefix K here can be swept away!

Brother Bao didn't laugh at them either, and patted Achang on the shoulder, "Brother, I almost made a fool of myself today, but fortunately, Miss Le over there didn't mean to argue with us, they understand the rules, and they gave us every month 200,000... Ah Chang, we have to be loyal to others when they give us face... From now on, we should find people to keep an eye on our surroundings. It's embarrassing, you know?"

"Yes, yes! Boss is wise!"

Achang nodded his head hastily, and at the same time he did not forget to flatter him, "Under such circumstances, you can collect the protection fee. Who dares to say that our side has no prestige?"

"No one can stand up to them." Thinking of the scene in the yard just now, Brother Bao now feels a little chilly, "Believe me, even a hundred red flowers, double sticks, are not enough in front of them Look... Nima, that feeling is scary to look at!"

"Yes Yes!"

Achang thought about the situation of the soldiers, brothers, and brothers running neatly just now, and he understood the boss's mood very well.

Organized fighters are often the scariest.

This is why the heroes of the Jianghu are most afraid of these officials!

Compared with a group of loose sand and twisted into a rope, it is inherently inferior.

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