Chapter 2017 The Black Arm Party Strikes

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"If that's the case, then let me go!

Target. Yan Tang Street!

You, you, and you..."

Bruno pointed at the three big men just now, and said with a grim expression: "You three, as the pioneers, you will atone for your sins!

Don't let the uncle, I'm seeing the appearance of your cowards! "

With the three backstage, they instantly felt their waists straighten up.

"Don't worry, boss, we won't let you down!"

The three immediately led the hundreds of people on the square, got on black pickup trucks, and headed for Yantang Street.

Bruno drove a pickup by himself.

The moment he got into the car, Bruno suddenly bared his teeth, revealing two extremely sharp upper canine teeth.

In the dark interior of the car, Bruno's face seemed to have non-human hair growing.

"The secret formula of ginger elephant, I must get it!"

With a low roar like an oath, the car also followed the convoy and headed towards Yantang Street together.

Yantang Street, Drunkard Residence, the lobby on the first floor.

"Something happened, something happened, the mafia people are here!"

Tasca stood in the hall, shouting to the upstairs and downstairs.

At the same time, the entire Yantang Street instantly changed from lively to empty.

All passers-by and tourists hurriedly avoided the black pickup trucks that drove into the street.

Drunkard Curie, Jiang Elephant walked out of the back kitchen and reprimanded Tusca: "What are you panicking about? Hurry up and contact Zhou Xiaoba and his bastard friends.

These guys have been eating and drinking for so long in my drunken residence, they have to do something, right? "

"I've been contacted, and the phone of the little starling has been unable to get through!"

Jiang Yi was holding his mobile phone beside him with a look of despair.

At this time, Leng Feng, Jiang Yuyun and others who were originally in the store also came to the hall.

Jiang Yuyun stood by the door, looking sideways at the situation outside.

At a glance, the merchants on the street closed one after another.

There was the neat roar of pickup trucks in the distance.

On the deserted street, there is a depressing atmosphere that is about to come.

Ge Dan didn't speak, just sat on the chair, slowly scrubbing the silver brush he brought, not knowing what was on his mind.

Only Leng Feng asked with concern: "Is there no local people who manage law enforcement? Let the Black Arms come and go as they please?"

"Hey! Do you think it's domestic?

In J state, the so-called duty team is simply a group of rice buckets.

In addition, they were born to look down on the people of the Yan Kingdom, and it would be fine if they didn't fall into the trap. How could it be possible to wipe their hands?

If you don't believe me, just wait, the duty team will definitely wait for the Mafia to leave and comfort us with a few words. "

Jiang Elephant sneered.

"Yes, we still have a master!"

Tuska said excitedly to Leng Feng: "Master, use your Yan Kingdom Kung Fu... no... It's the Yan Kingdom ancient martial arts to teach them!"

Leng Feng immediately smiled wryly: "Do you think I am Young Master Ye, can I be a thousand horses?

My suggestion is that we find a place to take shelter for a while, and wait for Ye Shao to come back.

but......"

When Leng Feng said this, he hesitantly glanced at Ge Dan next to him.

During the period when Ye Hong and the silver pen painter Ge Dan were entangled in grievances, Leng Feng was collecting information about the Nightmare Factory in other places, so he did not know the specific origin of Ge Dan.

But from Leng Feng's intuition, Ge Dan is definitely a hidden master.

So he was expecting Ge Dan to stand up and save the Drunkard House.