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Chapter 379 Xiao Feng Liwei

In the doctor's office, the temperature dropped sharply, and these gangsters who usually show off their power were silent for a while.

"What, don't you even know the rules on the road?" Xiao Feng said in a cold tone, throwing the blood-stained ashtray on the conference table, making a 'ding' sound.

The superior guy looked at the ashtray and thought of the situation where the ashtray was slapped on his head, so he shivered and still didn't dare to speak.

"Biaozi, what should you do?" Xiao Feng pointed at Biaozi and asked with a frown.

"Uh, boss, you should have three or six holes." Biaozi didn't dare to neglect. He had never seen Xiao Feng's crazy side, and he would have a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Three swords and six holes." Xiao Feng sneered a few times and looked at Xie Jianfeng: "What kind of punishment do you think you should do."

"Rolling oil pan." Xie Jianfeng throbbed under pressure and said in a deep voice.

"Rolling oil pan." Xiao Feng turned his eyes to Liu Yiguang again: "What do you think."

"Take blood debts with three swords and six holes, and the rules for the three oil pans and three rolls of sacrifice to the gang." Liu Yiguang took a deep breath and said slowly. He knew now. The rumors on the way were indeed true. Above the third young master of Tianmen, there was a mysterious brother, who was powerful and had great means. Compared with Huotian and Xiao Feng, he was really weak.

Xiao Feng nodded with satisfaction: "The old river and lake is indeed the old river and lake. Good, very good. Then try the blood debt with three knifes and six holes, and the three rolls of oil pots and sacrificial rules."

After observation just now, Xiao Feng did not find anyone with an abnormal expression. Although he was not sure whether there were traitors in the superior brothers, he had no choice. He could not kill all these brothers. He would rather kill a group of people by mistake than let one go. Xiao Feng couldn't do it yet. He was not so crazy.

Xiao Feng wiped the blood from his hands on the silver spear's clothes and returned to his seat to sit: "Everyone sits, why are you standing? Let's continue talking."

All the superior brothers sat back on the chair and ignored the silver spear with blood on their faces. No one felt sorry for the silver spear. Betrayal of the elder brother was a serious crime on the way. No matter how Xiao Feng punished him, it was not an exaggeration. If he wanted to get out of trouble, he had to have rules. If he violated the rules, he had to accept punishment. This was very fair.

The temperature in the office was a little cold, the air was filled with a faint smell of blood, and there was no sound on the conference table, and the surrounding gangsters revealed strangeness no matter how you look at the scene.

"The coyote and the silver spear were bribed by Hao Tianlai and committed a betrayal of the boss. You have no objection to me to deal with him like this." Xiao Feng lit a cigarette and asked coldly.

"No, he deserves it."

"It's more than death."

"Human-faced and beastly heart."

"brute."

Various voices sounded, and except for a few people, the other elder brothers criticized the silver spear and the coyote.

Xiao Feng took the performance of everyone on the scene into his eyes and nodded: "A Tian was seriously injured and is now in the operating room for emergency treatment. I want to ask you, who else wants to be the leader of Tianmen? Let's stand up and we can discuss it carefully. If you really make contributions to Tianmen and can make your brothers obey, then I, Xiao Feng, raised my hands to agree."

When the superior brothers heard this, they shook their heads together, and joked, who dared to stand up? Silver spear is a role model. Although Silver spear is a traitor, who can know whether Xiao Feng would take this opportunity to eliminate dissidents?

"I still say the same thing, I recommend Brother Feng to temporarily command the Tianmen." Shijiu stood up and said seriously.

"Sit down." Xiao Feng was not interested in the position of the dragon head of the Tianmen. Tianmen was also created by Huotian and the other two, so he could just help him.

Nineteen opened their mouths, but finally didn't say anything, and sat down again.

"Don't you even want to be the leader? You can recommend yourself. I am a person who is easy to talk to." Xiao Feng asked with a plain expression.

The top big guys shook their heads, saying that no one wanted to be the leading big guy.

When Xiao Feng looked at these superior brothers, he could only think of four words to describe them. The mob, except for a few older brothers, the others were just waiting to die or counting their heads.

"Since no one wants to be the leader of the Tianmen, I will make a decision. Before A Tian recovers, the Tianmen is led by Lin Mo and Zhang Yu. If anyone has any objections, they can also raise it now." Xiao Feng glanced coldly at the sight of him, and no one dared to touch his edge.

"Don't forget who founded Tianmen? Without Huotian, Lin Mo and Zhang Yu, what are you?" Xiao Feng slapped the table suddenly, with murderous aura overflowing, covering all the superior brothers.

As Xiao Feng slapped the table, everyone's hearts squeezed, and some people even shivered with their hands.

"How is Huotian doing to you? I think you all know very well. Go out and see which gang brother can divide the territory. Each of you is on your own territory, just like the local emperor, what else do you want." Xiao Feng said coldly. He had decided to transform the Tianmen.

"Now something happened in Huotian. You don't think about how to take revenge, but you just stare at the position of the Dragon Head Brother. What does it mean?" Xiao Feng's words made the person who was originally thinking tremble, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking.

"From now on, you all go back to their respective territory and draw 500 elites out for me. Before 8 o'clock tomorrow, avenge me. Ah Tian is ambushed, and we must avenge this revenge."

"Yes, Brother Feng." The top brother of Tianmen did not dare to breathe, and all nodded.

Xiao Feng looked around: "Lin Mo has sorted out the new gang rules. After we avenge A Tian, ​​I hope Tianmen can be a new Tianmen. I hope people with ulterior motives will be cut off as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame me, Xiao Feng for turning against others."

"yes."

A knock on the door came: "Brother Feng, we are back."

Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows and pressed the cigarette in his hand: "Send them to the morgue and I'll go there right away."

"good."

Xiao Feng stood up and slapped the table: "Let's go, I'll take you to avenge A Tian." As he said that, he turned around and left, walked to the door, paused, and said coldly: "Nineteen, bring a silver spear."

"Yes, Brother Feng." Shijiu nodded.

Xiao Feng left the office, and the invisible pressure suddenly disappeared. All the superior brothers were gasping for breath, and their backs were soaked in cold sweat.

Shijiu stood up and kicked the silver spear: "Damn it, eat inside and outside, put the oil pan in three or six holes, it's a bargain, you're cheap, Brother Biao, carry it with me."

"Grass, I don't carry such garbage." Although Biaozi said this, he still carried one of the legs of a silver spear with Shijiu, dragging him to the ground out of the office, leaving a blood mark on the ground, which was dazzling red.

The other superior brothers did not dare to neglect them, so they stood up quickly, followed Shijiu and Biaozi, and walked towards the morgue.

Outside, Xiao Feng looked at the lights at the operating room door and walked to Lin Mo: "No news is coming from inside."

"No." Lin Mo shook his head, glanced at the silver spear being dragged out, and said lightly: "It's all old brothers, Ah Tian is in love, alas."

"There is no news coming out of it, that's good news. Don't worry, A Tian will definitely be fine." Xiao Feng patted Lin Mo's shoulder and looked back at the bright red blood mark on the ground: "The Tianmen needs rectification. I am not familiar with them. Whoever is in my hands will make him live or die."

"If A Tian leaves, there is no need to save the Tianmen." Lin Mo lowered his head and sighed.

Xiao Feng nodded: "Well, but I need to use Tianmen to avenge A Tian. Mutou. Haven't you sorted out the gang rules and the plan for Tianmen? As long as A Tian is fine, then let's discuss and implement it as soon as possible."

"Okay." Lin Mo had no objection. As long as A Tian survived, he had no objection to everything.

"Wuhuan, what about the gunner and Xiaodao, have the surgery been completed?"

Lin Mo nodded: "Wuhuan's wound has been sutured, and the gunner and knife are still in the operating room."

"Well, then you can wait here. Call me any time if you have something to do." Xiao Feng stood up and prepared to go to do business.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Mo looked up and asked.

"If you do something wrong, you must accept punishment, what do you think." Xiao Feng threw down a sentence, turned around and was about to leave.

Han Chuang, who was sitting on the chair next to him, frowned and stood up to stop Xiao Feng: "What are you going to do?"

"Murder." Xiao Feng said without any concealment.

"Who to kill?" Han Chuang could feel the murderous aura that surged around Xiao Feng.

"A damn person." Xiao Feng stared at Han Chuang's eyes and said slowly.

"Can I watch from the side?"

"No problem." Xiao Feng said, turning around and walking towards the end of the corridor.

Han Chuang looked at Xiao Feng's back and quickly followed.

"Hey, Brother Feng, wait for me." Suddenly, a voice came from beside me.

Xiao Feng paused under his feet, turned around and looked at Wuhuan who was wrapped in many bandages, and barely smiled: "Brother, it's great to see that you're fine."

"Where is A Tian and the others." Wu Huan walked over with a strange step.

"It's still in the operating room." Xiao Feng felt sad again, hoping that they could escape this disaster.

"They will be fine, by the way, the coyotes are traitors."

"Well, I already know, Wuhuan, you go to the ward to rest first, I'll deal with something." Xiao Feng patted Wuhuan's shoulder gently. He was really grateful to Wuhuan. If it weren't for him, Huotian would have been hacked to death, let alone anything that could have been sent to the hospital.

Wu Huan noticed the blood marks on the ground and shook his head: "It's all skin injuries, I'll go together."

"Okay." Xiao Feng did not refuse and took Wuhuan and Han Chuang to the morgue.

"Friend, thank you. If it weren't for you, we would have died." Wuhuan said to Han Chuang.

Han Chuang shook his head: "I'm just being entrusted by someone."

"I owe you a life." Wuhuan said seriously.

Xiao Feng and the other two came to the morgue. Feng Long and others stood outside the door. Their faces were a bit strange. On the other side, there were the top brothers from Tianmen and the silver spear that I don’t know about life and death.

"Both were caught." Xiao Feng looked at the Demon Sword and the Flame Girl.

"Well, when we got there, they were hugging Niu and having fun." Yao Dao nodded.
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