Sha Biao rubbed his eyes: "Fat corpse, you want to flick the money after winning money? What excuses are you looking for? A bullshit tiger, you can find someone who is decent if you find excuses."

"I'll flash? Stop kidding," Fatty corpse scratched his head, "It's Feng SIR. He wants to ask where is the territory of this fierce tiger."

"Feng... Feng SIR's business," Sha Biao nodded, "then we have to check it out for him."

The other bosses also nodded one after another. Lao Feng had a very high prestige among them, and almost everyone respected and feared him. If they were to change someone, even the director of the police department and the like, who were used to being accustomed to being, would not be able to sell their face.

"Big...Brother, I have something to say." A younger brother who helped the bosses serve tea and water said nervously while refilling the water. He had never spoken publicly in front of so many bosses, and was a little nervous.

Sha Biao waved his hand: "What do you mean by saying!"

"The Tiger Club is Zhao Ahu from the Zhao Family Boxing Gym..." The younger brother looked at the bosses' concentration and felt confident. "It was the gang established by Zhao Ahu, who was just a fool, who was just collecting some protection fees for some students."

My brother thought to myself that when Zhao Ahu saw me, he had to call me. How could he let so many bosses unite to inquire about him? And the person who is stronger than him can only serve tea and water. It's so strange!

Zhao Family Boxing Gym? Zhao Ahu? What's the thing? The bosses were like falling into a fog. Sha Biao frowned slightly: "I understand, trash, gangster, why Feng SIR is looking for such an incomparable little character? Strong people are strong people, and what we need to do is not what we can understand, haha."

"Where is the address of the Zhao Family Boxing Hall? Tell me quickly." Fei Zi urged.

"Oh, the upper floor of Liu Ji Dao Pavilion on Sancha Street, the third floor." The younger brother said.

The fat corpse quickly ran into the bedroom and grabbed his cell phone: "Feng SIR...Feng SIR...Feng SIR..."

"You fucking cry, say!" Old Feng looked at Fang Ting, who was trying to eavesdrop, and said in a low voice.

"I found out that the Tiger Society is in the Zhao Family Boxing Gym, uh... Upstairs of Liu Ji's Beat Hall on Sancha Street, the third floor," Fei Zi continued, "Is Feng SIR in trouble? Why are you looking for such a small character?"

"Little character, hum!" Old Feng whispered, "I have the courage to catch my student, big man! I won't say anything, I'll rush to destroy the garbage gang."

"Ah?" The fat corpse was shocked. It made Feng SIR want to destroy the society. The people from the Tiger Society really took a hundred leopards and dared to offend Feng SIR, so they said, "Do you want me to bring someone to help?"

"You?" Old Feng smiled, "Forget it, don't scare others to death, that's it!" Old Feng said and hung up the phone.

"Oh... If you don't go to have an abortion, you will be born. I have to leave quickly." Lao Feng said, pulling open the car door and sitting in.

Fang Ting also sat in the passenger seat, his pink and pretty face turned pale, obviously he was overly nervous: "You... don't lie to me, who is... who was arrested? What's going on? Tell me quickly, senior brother, don't make me anxious anymore."

She also heard seven or eight points when Lao Feng was talking on the phone intermittently. It was a big deal that this student was arrested by the underworld. She had never encountered such a thing in so many years as an instructor. Even though she lost her field training last time, the student was not so nervous. For a moment, she was in a state of urgency and hoped to ask for some specific information from Lao Feng before making plans.

Lao Feng inserted the car key into the hole, and did not fire it. He said helplessly: "Tell you what, so what can you do? Yes, Ning Yuxuan and Kang Zhouzhou were arrested by people from the underworld. What do you want?"

"Ah? Why? What's going on?"

"You have something wrong, right? Is it time to ask why?"

"Then...then I... let's report it quickly...the report!" Fang Ting said anxiously. Although she is an experienced and capable police academy instructor, she has been staying in school since she became a policeman and has never performed a task. She has only heard of the underworld in Bauhinia Flower Market. She is very powerful, but she knows nothing about the specific things. She simply thinks that the police and the underworld are two opposites. If the student police are arrested by the underworld, it will be so great that she loses her opinion.

"Don't joke, report to the top? Then why don't you admit it when you lost the student last time?" Old Feng sighed, "The student was actually captured by the underworld during class. Humph, let the top know whether you, the instructor, still want to do it?"

"But...but the students...black...gangsters..."

Old Feng waved his hand: "I have already heard the news and am about to find them. Get out of the car quickly and don't waste my time."

Fang Ting said in surprise: "Are you going alone?"

"yes."

"This...I...I..." Fang Ting gritted his teeth, "Then I'll go with you." Since we couldn't find the right way to solve the problem, Fang Ting had to take this risk with Feng Ziming. As the deputy head teacher, this is a matter of duty.

Isn't it a burden to take her with me? Old Feng nodded and pulled out his car key: "My car has no gas, drive your car and give me the key."

"Oh." Fang Ting took out the car key and was snatched away by Lao Feng. He ran away and got out of the car and locked his car door.

"Stay and listen to the music, I'll be back soon," Lao Feng smiled, "Don't smash my car."

"Feng Ziming, you big liar!" Fang Ting glared at him angrily. Old Feng smiled, turned around and left, driving Fang Ting's car out of the police academy.

The Liuji Damage Hall on Sancha Street is very famous in the Bauhinia Flower Market. Old Feng is very familiar with it. He drove the car as fast as possible after leaving the police academy, parked it on the side of the road at will, and then he just ran over the stairs.

The most famous Sancha Street is the "Fenglou" scattered here. There are countless wanderings gathered in these old buildings, renting them in narrow rooms separated by thick wooden boards. Due to the large competition, business is difficult to do. "Fengjie" not only picks up customers at night, but also uses all their strength to attract business when someone passes by during the day. If you add one order, it is as if you will never be tired.

As soon as he reached the second floor, Lao Feng was hugged by a "Jess Feng" with a super scary look on his face: "Handsome guy, is it 50% off?"

"Ah! No head! Ghost!" Old Feng kicked this person who was not human or ghost downstairs with one kick.

Another "Feng Jie" next to her, who looked slightly better, laughed and obviously had no sympathy for their competitors: "It's so white, like no head, so scary, and dares to sell it, hum! Handsome guy, how am I? I'll give you a 30% discount."

Old Feng held back his vomiting and waved his hand: "Get out! You are even more terrifying!"

"Why?"
Chapter completed!