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Text Chapter 40: Knock on the door!

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    "Snapped!"

    The slingshot made of fine steel hit Li Qiang's shoulder hard. The bald gangster felt as if he had been hit by pig iron. The shock made his whole arm instantly sore and numb, and the pain in the tiger's mouth was as sharp as a crack!

    In fact, what he hit was not only pig iron, but also a piece of fine steel prepared by Li Qiang for him!  There was something else in Li Qiang's body. The moment he swung the stick away, his shoulder suddenly turned into nothingness and was replaced with a galvanized steel plate. He immediately suffered a hidden loss.

    At the same time, Li Qiang was stunned, and actually grabbed the blade that was being chopped off with his right hand. The blade struck his tiger's mouth and made a sound of gold and iron. Just when the gangster who was using the knife was stunned, Li Qiang had already  With a flip of his wrist, he snatched the machete from his palm and kicked the opponent into a rolling gourd.

    The moment Li Qiang caught the knife, an alloy twisted wire quietly replaced his fleshy palm. The speed was so fast that it could not be caught with the naked eye. In the eyes of the gangsters, it was an unprecedented "empty-handed strike" move.

    "Fuck, he knows kung fu!"

    "Come with me! This kid is difficult to deal with!"

    The narrow corridor suddenly became a mess. Li Qiang's movements were full of blows. Every time he hit him, one of his opponents was knocked to the ground. It was a lose-lose style of play, but everyone he knocked down was in great pain.  He fell to the ground and couldn't stand up, but after being beaten, he acted like nothing happened, almost like a robot warrior from the future, the Terminator T800.

    "when!"

    Another iron pipe came down on the bag, and Li Qiang raised his arm to block it. Not only was he not repelled, he actually swung his right arm that was blocking the iron pipe, grabbed the iron pipe and threw it into his arms, and then punched him straight with his left hand.  Hit the other person's face.

    How heavy is this punch?  At some point, there was a stainless steel fist glove on his fist. The gangster's nose and half of his facial bones suddenly collapsed, blood and nasal fluids splashed everywhere, and he flew out without making a sound!

    The battle only lasted a minute and a half. Li Qiang's feet were covered with incapacitated gangsters. The remaining three peripheral personnel who were guarding downstairs heard the sound and rushed over. Seeing this scene, let alone the ones who went up.  When I asked for help, I felt my legs and legs were cramped.

    After scanning the battlefield, Li Qiang's blood that surged during the fight gradually cooled down, and he was quite satisfied with the situation.  The only fly in the ointment was that his clothes were torn in several places. He failed to control his accuracy several times when he was beaten. He received two shallow wounds and a piece of skin the size of a coin was smashed.

    But that¡¯s fine. If you can survive unscathed by so many people, that would be even more outrageous!

    Bending down, Li Qiang wiped the dust on his leather shoes with the bald gangster's lapel, raised his head and asked the three people standing silently at the bottom of the stairs: "Who is the driver?"

    One of the young men reluctantly raised his hand: "II drive."

    Li Qiang looked at him and nodded: "Let's go, take me to see Wu Dickson."

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    The bald group brought a total of three vehicles, two of which were dilapidated vans and the other was a 60% new Great Wall sedan.

    Li Qiang naturally chose the Great Wall sedan. He occupied the back seat by himself, letting the bald man with three front teeth knocked out sit in the passenger seat. The rest of the guys were either in the local emergency vehicle or in the two cars.  The van followed, but he ignored it.

    The bald head knew that he had hit an iron plate this time. Li Qiang's skills were extremely weird, and could even be compared with those of the special forces masters he had seen. Although the special forces masters could beat Li Qiang in terms of moves and fighting skills, Li Qiang's invulnerability was really impressive.  He is sharp, and if someone who doesn't know his details takes action rashly, he will definitely suffer a big loss.

    Before the opening hours tonight, Dickson Wu was sitting in the most luxurious private room of the Crystal Palace Nightclub, smoking a strangely fragrant Cuban cigar, with a proud smile on his lips.

    Sitting next to him were the security chief Song Jianxin and his subordinate Zhou Daiyong who rarely appeared next to him.  The two of them were in a pretty good mood at this time, because Li Qiang, the number one saboteur who helped the Emperor Fu defeat the Crystal Palace, was about to be arrested.

    ¡°Beep, beep, beep¡­¡±

    Song Jianxin's cell phone suddenly rang. He took it out and looked at the caller ID on it, and said to Wu Disheng, "This is a call from Lao Liu. I'll answer it."

    Disheng Wu nodded.

    "Hey, Sixth, how are things going?" Song Jianxin asked immediately after getting through.

    "Brother Xin" Lao Liu's voice sounded a bit troubled: "We are taking Li Qiang back, but the situation is a little out of control."

    "Out of control? What are you talking about?" Song Jianxin urged: "Tell me what happened!"

    Lao Liu seems to be enduring some pain, hiss.He said angrily: "We found Li Qiang, but he injured many brothers and we can't beat him! Now he took the initiative to ask Brother Shitou to take him back. You'd better prepare."

    Hearing his words, the three people in the private room frowned.

    "Fuck, what a mess." Song Jianxin cursed: "There are fifteen of you! How many people are there with him?"

    "He's the only one!" Lao Liu said bitterly: "Brother Xin, you and the boss should be careful, that kid knows kung fu!"

    After hanging up the phone, Wu Dickson put out his cigar in the ashtray and asked Zhou Daiyong coldly: "Is that boy really good at Kung Fu?"

    "It should be true." Zhou Daiyong pondered for a moment and replied with a wry smile: "His magic is very weird. It is said that it is because he knows some qigong and he seems to be a master."

    "What the hell." Song Jianxin spat: "There are still people who believe in Qigong these days? They are just charlatans who show off their skills. There are no Qigong masters or masters."

    "That's not necessarily the case." Wu Disheng shook his head and said: "There are indeed real masters. I have seen them three times in Beijing. A health class by those masters costs 8,000 yuan. He works on the podium.  , I feel out of breath even when I sit in the sixth row of the classroom.¡±

    Song Jianxin was immediately in awe, and Zhou Daiyong also looked yearning. Little did they know that even Wu Dickson was fooled by the packaging and pomp of those so-called qigong masters. In fact, all the qigong and qi sensations were all lies.  tricks, those so-called masters are the top charlatans.

    Now Song Jianxin was a little undecided and asked hesitantly: "Boss, how should we deal with this Li Qiang?"

    "Safety first, get all the people here first." Wu Disheng sneered: "No matter how skilled he is, he is still afraid of kitchen knives. I don't believe he has three heads and six arms."

    Song Jianxin had a stern look on his face, and his small eyes kept rolling: "Boss, do you want to lift two smoking ones?"

    This slang means to arrange two gunmen. Wu Dickson hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "Go and arrange it, you give the order, they can only take action with my personal order."

    Three cars slowly drove into the underground parking lot of the Crystal Palace Nightclub. The security guard who greeted them was startled by the image of Brother Shitou. The man's face was swollen like a balloon, and the hands covering his face were all black and purple.  The coagulated blood clot snaked down the arm, which was shocking.

    The people who got off the two vans behind were also in terrible condition, and these people did not need to go to the hospital for treatment of their wounds. Several people with more serious injuries were lying in the hospital at the moment, while their injuries were being treated, while waiting for the boss to arrange for someone to go there.  Go through the hospitalization procedures for them!

    After Li Qiang got out of the car, he calmly tidied his clothes and then let Shitou lead the way. Like a leader who came to inspect the work, he walked forward gracefully and looked around.

    Along the way, the employees and security guards who saw this strange scene gave way one after another. Those who knew Brother Shitou¡¯s mission today did not dare to come forward and strike up a conversation, not knowing which song was being sung in front of them.

    Behind Li Qiang were several gangsters such as Lao Liu. They didn't know whether the mission was completed or not. Li Qiang helped the boss bring it back, but it was not "caught" but more like being beaten by Li Qiang.  Come to your door.
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