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Little Overlord¡¯s First Entering into the World No.662 The voice and appearance of a friend linger in front of my eyes (Part 1)

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    Who is Wang Jian?  That was the humanoid terminator. After Stuttgart's death, within the scope of everyone's knowledge, Wang Jian was definitely the best in the world.

    And who is his opponent?  Not to mention Wang Jian's pretense, Wang Jian really didn't need to be that pretentious, he just buried them all alive with a little smegma.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Bundle up and open a square may not be enough for Wang Jian to play for 20 minutes, let alone just such a few people.

    Within five minutes, with neighbors watching, a full group of fifty or sixty people were holding their arms and legs that had been removed and wailing at the door of the building.

    The police came a long time ago, but obviously the policeman in the police car knew these lawless gangsters, so he happily watched these guys being beaten while reporting to the headquarters that everything was normal.

    Unexpectedly, one of the guys with sharp eyes actually saw the police car in the distance. He was bruised and swollen but he rushed over happily - calling the police for help.

    Since someone calls the police, there is nothing we can do.  The two patrol officers reluctantly and slowly walked out of the police car, ate barbecued pork rice, and walked slowly towards the old building as if nothing was wrong.

    When Wang Jian saw the police coming, he had no intention of shying away. He went straight towards the two patrolmen, pointed at the people on the ground and said, "These people broke in illegally and intended to commit murder."

    The two patrol officers looked Wang Jian up and down, and suddenly felt a little funny. They had just watched Wang Jian throw these guys out one by one, with a skillful and clean technique.  But now, it's good that he is planning to commit murder alone. If he tells this thing I'm afraid even his colleagues won't believe it. This guy doesn't look like Ip Man.

    But no matter what.  Now that things have come to this point, I'm afraid the police can't help but want to stop taking care of it.  After making a few random remarks, he wanted to take Wang Jian away to assist in the investigation. While talking, he kept winking at Wang Jian.

    This was clearly meant to protect Wang Jian. Wang Jian smiled and nodded at them, but did not appreciate it. He waved his hand, then took out his phone and dialed the number of Qingbang Hong Kong office

    ¡°This man¡¯s phone number is the contact person in the entire Qinggang. He must know it by heart. He was the Crown Prince in the beginning and is now the Supreme Emperor.  Although he has stepped down, he still has the final say over the entire Youth Gang, and no one dares to neglect him.

    "Mr. Wang, what are your instructions?" The call was transferred directly to the office of the general manager at the front desk. When he borrowed the phone, the sweat on his head broke out in a few seconds.  The white shirt also showed off his skin, making him look quite sexy

    "My current address is in Wan Chai. Can you keep the police out of here for the time being?"

    This request is really weird.  Even the two patrol officers standing next to him were stunned, and they all began to look at Wang Jian, a tourist with a mainland accent.  There are many people who can say this, but the people who can do these things If you look around Hong Kong, you can probably count them on one hand.

    But just when I was about to question.  Their communicator suddenly rang, and then they looked at Wang Jian with wide eyes full of horror and silently responded to the walkie-talkie.  Then without saying a word, he returned to the police car, pulled on the clutch and stepped on the accelerator, and drove away without saying a word.

    In their eyes, Wang Jian seemed to be some central government boss who came down to pay a private visit incognito. It was better to avoid such bad luck as little as possible.  After all, low-level policemen like them are just trying to make ends meet, offending people who can clear the place at every turn.  Definitely unwise.

    Seeing the policeman leave, the beaten Causeway Bay leaders suddenly collapsed. These people have never needed the policeman to come as urgently as they do now, but no matter how they called the police, they could not get through. Occasionally,  After hearing the location, the police officer will naturally hang up the phone.

    This makes Wang Jian feel incredible that the Qing Gang has so much energy here that it can even satisfy such unreasonable demands

    Of course, Wang Jian doesn't know what price the general person in charge paid. If he knew, he would definitely feel that he had given a particularly stupid order. After all, all members of the Hong Kong Youth Gang have to go out as volunteers every Saturday and Sunday.  If you say this kind of thing, your brothers will laugh at you.

    ¡°You must know that if they go out to work as volunteers, Hong Kong¡¯s black market transactions, smuggling and underground boxing matches will be reduced by 70%, and bribery and bribery, and power-for-money transactions will also be reduced by at least 50%.

    "It would be strange if the people in the police station don't do such a good thing. After all, it's not a big deal if we don't let the police pass. It seems that the Youth Gang is out of trouble. What's the scale of it?"  I will definitely not cause chaos like those country bumpkins.  Besides, the Qinggang is also targeting second-rate gangs who don¡¯t understand the rules and want to stand out. Only with such underground order maintainers are there, the police can enjoy their time at ease.

    Howling on the groundNo one cares about the people, and the surrounding neighbors just watch indifferently. The bully suddenly turns into a weakling. The scene is really funny.

    And Wang Jian bent down and picked up the fat man whose chin had been slapped off, weighing two hundred pounds with one hand This move made the people around him take a breath, and then they stared at Wang as if they were watching a sideshow.  The fat skin on Jian¡¯s hands.

    "Where is your Qiang brother?" Wang Jian sighed: "Isn't he coming out yet? I know he is always around."

    As he was talking, a man silently separated from the crowd and walked in. He looked at the group of boys underground, then pretended to be calm and looked at Wang Jian with a smile, and said in his standard Hong Kong-style Mandarin:  "Friend, you are going a little too far."

    Wang Jian raised his head and glanced at him, and found that the person who came had tattoos all over his body. He was about forty years old, with quite strong muscles. He wore earrings and a thick gold chain around his neck. He looked like a rough man.  Looks like that, but there are other things that can be seen from between his eyebrows.

    After he came over, he took the fat skin from Wang Jian's hand and connected his chin.  Fatty glanced at this man and let out a long breath, pointing at Wang Jian: "Brother Feilong, that's him, he's the one who injured the brothers!"

    But before Fatty finished speaking, the man known as Brother Feilong slapped him in the face: "You have offended the master, why don't you apologize to others?"

    These words were quite forceful, but Wang Jian could hear the strangeness in them.  It's just that Wang Jian has heard this kind of thing a lot, so he doesn't care at all. He just sneered: "I don't want an apology, but if you don't give me an explanation today, no one, including you, can leave."

    "Friend, I just came to Hong Kong. This trick of trying to become famous is no longer effective, so why not make a friend." Feilong walked forward with a smile: "I can see that you are a talent."

    "It's not your turn to say what I am. As for making friends" Wang Jian took out a cigarette: "Are you worthy?"

    ? ¡ª¡ª

    I didn¡¯t come back until 10:30 today. Go to bed quickly I¡¯ll work overtime tomorrow.  I will write more tomorrow after get off work.  By the way, it¡¯s 1213 again, don¡¯t forget today.  (To be continued.)
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