Chapter 259: The Strong Dragon Overwhelms the Land-Headed Snake

This handsome long-haired guy is the boss of this group of people at first glance, but everyone looks unfamiliar, and he doesn't seem to be from Sanjiang County. He is wearing a famous brand and has an outstanding temperament. He should be a tall, rich and handsome man, but Sanjiang County is a small place, and he can't hide a rich and handsome man. If he is a rich and handsome man in Sanjiang County, someone will definitely know him.

Since he is not from Sanjiang County, is he also from Yancheng? Young Master Yancheng?

Not to mention, it is very possible, because there is a Ferrari with Yancheng license plate parked at the door.

It seems that only the young and old from Yancheng can put on such a big picture, like a dragon crossing the river, and beat the local snakes and eight tigers when they came up.

Kind, courageous, worthy of coming from the feet of the emperor.

However, a local snake is a local snake after all, and Sanjiang County is the territory of the Eight Tigers. No matter how long the bodyguard of the handsome guy with long hair can fight, it would be great if he could hit ten or eight. The handsome bodyguard got down on the ground.

Therefore, some people are still not optimistic about the handsome guy with long hair, thinking that he is too big, and he doesn't know what kind of existence he is provoking, and the ending will be very sad. Here the sky is high and the emperor is far away, but if you are secretly slaughtered, who would know.

All they could see was the handsome long-haired guy walking out of the barbecue restaurant step by step, as if he was in control, with an imposing aura. To have such concentration at such a young age must come from a famous family. Yancheng hides dragons and crouching tigers, and aristocratic families are like rain. It is not uncommon for such tall, rich and handsome people with outstanding temperament.

At the door, the Eight Tigers of the Three Rivers who had just been kicked away were resurrected with full blood. They are all thick-skinned and rough-skinned, and they are very capable of fighting, otherwise they would not be worthy of the title of Eight Tigers.

Just when everyone thought they would go shopping with the handsome guy with long hair, or call them brothers, an unbelievable and shocking scene happened. Wu Zhiqiang, the eldest brother among the Eight Tigers of the Three Rivers, stepped forward step by step, He lowered his body and said in fear and trepidation: "Young Master Zhou. The water rushed into the Dragon King Temple. It was a misunderstanding. I didn't expect this young man to be your friend. I am blind, and I will match you up here."

As Wu Zhiqiang said, he bent down and bowed, awed by the handsome man with long hair like a god.

Damn, this...?

The audience was in an uproar!

The big tiger among the Eight Tigers of the Three Rivers actually succumbed to an unknown young man, and he was still on his own territory. Could it be that the sun came out from the west? It's unbelievable!

Not only the people who eat melons can't believe it, even the other seven tigers in the eight tigers can't believe it.

"Brother, who is he? Even if he is the young master of Yancheng, Sanjiang County is our territory, you can't afford to give in to him." The youngest Uncle Kai rushed over aggressively, wielding a butcher's knife in his right hand. His son is fat, and he is even fatter. With a butcher's knife in his hand, he is like a pig butcher, full of violence.

"That's right, big brother, are we just being beaten for nothing? If so, our Eight Tigers' reputation will not be ruined at once?" Another brother was indignant.

"I've already called my brother. Can his bodyguard beat eight of us, but can he beat eighty? We use gang fight tactics. I don't believe we can't beat him to death!"

At this time, Ye Tian, ​​who was watching, sneered in his heart, "Don't say eighty, one hundred or two hundred, they can still fight. This is a martial arts master with a small inner strength. The power to blow ashes.”

Martial arts masters are rare,

It's honorable, this handsome guy with long hair is able to find a martial arts inner strength master as his bodyguard, he must have a lot of background.

"Shut up!" Wu Zhiqiang looked around at his seven tiger brothers and shouted.

"Young Master Zhou, my brothers don't know Taishan with their eyes. You are laughing at me." Wu Zhiqiang smiled at the handsome man with long hair, and his fear was also shown on his face.

"Uncle, who is this guy? Why are you so afraid of him?" The eldest nephew Wu Ziming also came over and asked. He is the real victim. If this is the case, and he can't even take revenge, he will definitely be laughed at to death.

"Shut up, don't talk." Wu Zhiqiang said softly.

He was so humble that the handsome long-haired guy didn't even give him face, he didn't even look at him, as if he was an ant, not worth mentioning. Wu Ziming was also ignored. Compared to his second uncle, he was even worse than an ant.

The handsome man with long hair flashed his cold eyes. He first glanced at the Ferrari that was smashed to pieces by the side of the road, and said coldly, "Who smashed the car?"

"I, I, I, I will pay. I will pay for a new one, or I can pay for it. I'm really sorry, we were reckless." Wu Zhiqiang hummed and smiled again.

"Hmm." The handsome long-haired guy nodded expressionlessly, as if he was quite satisfied with Wu Zhiqiang's answer. And the two seemed to know each other, he gave Wu Zhiqiang face, but didn't hold on to it. Then he looked at his friends around him, the young man who was the owner of the Ferrari, and asked, "Huangfu, who hurt you?"

His voice was soft and cultivated, but it was chilling to listen to. This kind of person is often not angry, and blood will be seen when angry, which is even more terrifying and hard to guard against.

As the saying goes, a dog that bites does not bark, and a dog that yells does not bite.

The Huangfu he was talking about was smashed on the forehead by Xiao Yu's beer bottle and bled, and his body was also hit hard by the stool thrown by Sun Junhao, and he was limping on one leg. Since he asked this question, he naturally wanted to find a place for Huangfu.

There were many people around, young Huangfu looked around, trying to find the person who beat him. He was a little drunk just now, but now he is completely sober, his eyes are very bright, scanning the crowd like radar.

Wu Zhiqiang broke out in sweat, glared at his eldest nephew Wu Ziming, and asked in a low voice, "Did you hit him?"

Wu Zhiqiang's expression was solemn, as if this was a very serious matter, Wu Ziming's heart tightened.

"I didn't hit it." Wu Ziming replied.

Wu Zhiqiang made a false alarm, "It's fine if it's not you."

"Uncle, who is this guy? Could it be that I was beaten for nothing?" Wu Ziming was still not convinced.

"Zhou Jun's son, Zhou Bin. Who do you think you have offended? You have to offend him? You don't have eyes. This is the end of the matter, don't think about revenge." Wu Zhiqiang scolded lightly.

"Ah? He is...? No way?" Wu Ziming was stunned, his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. He didn't know Zhou Bin, but he knew Zhou Jun, the richest man in Sanjiang County, the most famous and famous man. This kind of existence is not to mention his second uncle, but his entire Wu family can't afford to offend, it's not on the same order of magnitude at all.

In other words, Zhou Jun's status in Sanjiang County is equivalent to the status of Uncle Qin and Zhao Tianlong in Tianhai City, the richest man and the number one boss.

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