Chapter 709: Prince An'anshe, still flipping

Seeing the reinforcements arrived, Shu Min suddenly resurrected with blood, and was arrogant, sneering: "Well, you will die terribly!"
She looked at Li Huiyan fiercely and said with a high voice: "Li Huiyan, you wait, I will wipe you out!"
Looking around at Jiang Tian again, with a look of contempt:
"Poor ghosts in the Mainland, now who knows who offended you? Don't you regret it? Afraid!"
Surrounded by the crowd, a handsome young man who looked like Zhou Zheng, walked with pride and arrogance.
forward!
Prince of Ngai An!
I don't know, I thought he was a half-red, not-black male movie star.
However, I know a little about the underground world of Hong Kong Island, and he knows that he is the only son of Xiang Qiangsheng and the future successor of Yi'an Society.
Xiang Qiangsheng once pulled his brother a dozen emperors and played supporting roles for him, and threw 300 million films.
Definitely lost.
However, people do not care about this little money at all.
Most of these films are used for money laundering, and the son of red is just by the way.
At this time, Zhou Youlang was like hitting chicken blood, pointing at Jiang Tian and facing forward with a three-foot high:
"Xiang Shao, these are the guys who beat them in the morning! Hurry them to death and cheer me up!"
Seeing coming forward, Wu Yanruo and Sun Jiarou were trembling with horror and pale.
Sun Jiarou shivered like a quail, and trembled: "Xiang Shao, we are Hong Kong Islanders, but we ate there."
"You don't know these mainland guys?"
Looking forward to Wu Yanruo, his tone was very light, and he was not angry.
Sun Jiarou pulled Wu Yanruo.
If Wu Yan hesitated, he would still follow up.
At this moment, she did not have the courage to look at Jiang Tian.
Sun Jiarou pretends that he doesn't know Jiang Tian, ​​and he is understandable.
After all, Xiang Jia's hands were stained with blood on Hong Kong Island.
But Wu Yan is different.
The Wu family on Hong Kong Island intersects the three generations of the Jinling Jiang family. She even married Jiang Tian, ​​and now she is also a brother and sister!
Just these two days, Jiang Tian rescued his dad, and just yesterday Jiang Tian helped her win the big order from the Li family.
It seems that only one minute has passed, and it seems that ten thousand years have passed.
Unfortunately, in the end, she lowered her head and whispered, "I don't know them!"
"Let's go!"
Leaning forward, motioned them to leave.
After the second woman left.
Hundreds of people, occupying the front, back, left, and right, surrounded Jiang Tian.
If ordinary people encountered such a posture, their faces would have changed greatly and they would tremble.
Either take the road and run away, or call the police uncle for help.
But talk slowly about Jiang Tian, ​​even Jiang Chao and Zhen Shuai have no fear and even want to laugh.
It turned out that the bodyguard team of Xu Shijie, the son of China's richest man, Xu Tianyun, was different.
Looking at it now, compared to this group of Hong Kong counselors, Xu Shijie's bodyguard team composed of retired soldiers is much stronger.
Jiang Chao can cook them clearly.
"I heard you're looking for my dad ?! Let me talk for him!"
He smiled forward, held up his cigarette in Hong Kong style, and sat opposite Jiang Tian with a big grin.
"It's not worth it! No wonder he lost so badly in the movie!"
Zhen Shuai shook his head.
"Do you understand the rules!"
Jiang Chao stepped forward and flipped the chair under his forward butt.
He fell forward with amazement on his face.
"Little Lord!"
"Are you okay!"
Several people, such as Shu Min, helped him quickly. Some people pointed at Jiang Tian and they were angry.
Jiang Chao said invariably, "Forward, what do you count, are you qualified to sit on an equal footing with my elder brother? Want to talk, stand and talk!"
This is not an exaggeration.
The founder of Yi'an News Agency is his grandfather forward, that is, Xiang Qiangsheng's father, Xiangtian. He is from Jiang Gong, major general Guan Zhijun, and Wang Chongyan and Gong Yile belong to one generation.
Of course, Xiang Tian has no martial arts practice. On the rivers and lakes, there is still a gap between Wang Chongyan and Gong Yile's strength and influence.
After all, Wang Chongyan and Gong Yile both led martial arts organizations, and the Yi'an Society created by Xiang Tian was mainly dominated by the lower-level workers.
But Wang Chongyan and Gong Yile were both beheaded and killed by Jiang Tian. Where can this forward role be qualified for Jiang Tianping.
Jiang Tian now associates with the existence of California Consortium leader Marshall, EU President Jung, and Hera, the Temple of the Gods. What does Xiang Qiangsheng count?
It can be said that on the basis of seniority and strength, Xiang Qiangsheng is not qualified to have an equal dialogue with Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian didn't take a look.
He and Xiang Qiangsheng have no personal grudges.
"You are on the street, you are looking for death! Do you know who I am? Xiang Qiangsheng is my dad!"
His face turned blue, and his steel teeth broke.
On Hong Kong Island, although Xiangjia can not be compared with the four major families, such as Li Chaoren and Shao Shikun, it also has billions of assets. It is considered as a second-tier family and is relatively advanced.
Especially below is the super society of Yi'an Society.
Even if the four major families are unwilling to provoke, some are drawn in, and some wells do not commit river water.
auzw.com On Hong Kong Island, although his father was not as fierce and poisonous as his father was when he broke into rivers and lakes, as the Prince of the Yi'an Society, no one dared to mess with him.
Earlier, a Forbes leader from the mainland came to Shanxi to play on Hong Kong Island, and he wanted to invite Shu Min to a drink in the bar.
He slaps him in front of him in public three times, but no one dares to treat him.
But at this time, he was so humiliated by a few mainlanders. Where he could not bear, his lungs were about to explode.
"Noise!"
Jiang Tian shook his head in disappointment.
Why are the current rich second generation so unpromising, they always lift themselves out.
"Cut him!"
The more I thought about it, the more I waved, and I waved with a crackling wave.
Behind him, hundreds of big men didn't talk nonsense, they all moved, pulled out a long knife and hit Jiang Tian.
Maybe some people think that killing people on the street is too childish.
Indeed, the current Yi'an Society has not completed its original capital accumulation, and most industries have bleached ashore.
Xiang Qiangsheng only remotely controlled the Yi'an Society. He usually has an agent and has become a clean-looking film tycoon, a rich man, a superior person, and a decent person.
Decent people can kill people, but they don't get blood on their hands.
But in other words, as long as the hands are not stained with blood, the law cannot treat them.
Xiangjia walked on the edge of the law. After fighting with the Independent Commission Against Corruption and the Hong Kong Island Police for 70 years, none of them was sentenced to imprisonment. The legal system was extremely strong. Ten top barristers on Hong Kong Island were sitting in town.
As long as you don't kill yourself by yourself, there is no problem.
In fact, I usually do n’t do this forward, so I will not leave the handle to the police so easily.
But today he was really furious. First, his brother Jie Zai was beaten. At the moment, his father's woman was also beaten by them.
He was so angry that he lost his mind and had to kill Jiang Tian.
"court death!"
Seung-yi, who was originally sitting, suddenly looked cold and leaped without warning. He pressed his right hand against the back of the chair to support his body to rotate in the air and kicked his legs in series.
In the scream, more than a dozen close men were kicked and flew out almost indiscriminately.
Spurting blood, these guys instantly turned into human shaped cannonballs.
Everyone flew out and knocked down a few people, and the dense crowd suddenly became a mess.
Chengyi landed on both feet and smashed out the chair that had just supported his body.
The sturdy chair shot like a cannonball into an already scattered crowd.
The three leading thugs were smashed and flew more than ten meters away, crashed through the glass curtain wall and fell to the ground, vomiting blood and fainting.
The wooden chair exploded into pieces, and the sawdust fluttered.
Power is amazing.
Jiang Chao is not far behind.
A kick on the ground, the round marble table weighing at least two hundred pounds next to it, just like foam, spins up without weight.
Woohoo!
The marble table was photographed again, and a few horrified thugs were shot directly to the ground.
Bang Bang!
Jiang Chao kicked out one by one.
One side of the marble table and the other continuously flew out, and people were shot and knocked to the ground.
"Cool!"
Jiang Chao rose up, grabbed a marble platform, and shot it like a large fly swatter.
It's called a lighthearted.
The marble table flew more than a dozen mountain knives, and directly shot three community members across a dozen meters. They broke through the glass floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel, crossed the street, and shot into the opposite smoke hotel.
The glass curtain wall shattered, and the people in the paving exclaimed.
"Who can fight this way?"
Someone could not help but let out the fear and terror in his heart.
In just a few minutes, all the men and women of the Yi'an Society fell to the ground.
All that left was Prince An'an, moving forward, standing alone in a mess, messy and messy.
Shu Min was shocked and couldn't believe it.
Two people, abused hundreds of community experts!
Is this still human?
It's incredible.
As for Zhou Youlang, he had no chance to be shocked, and Jiang Chao was fainted again.
Snapped!
Jiang Chao came forward with a big ear scraper, beating forward with nosebleeds and turning dizzy.
From the beginning to the end, Jiang Tian sat there without moving. It seemed that he was not worthy to be shot forward with the group of Hong Kong Island bastards.
At this point, when the battle was over, he turned lazily and looked forward, saying quietly:
"You put your head on your neck first, and let your dad come to see me as soon as possible!"
Qiang Qiang calmed himself, and then sneered, "Okay, I'll tell my dad, but today it's not over!"
"You seem to be a little backstage and a little dependent? But it's not easy to get in front of me! You don't want to leave Hong Kong Island alive!"
Blood dripped from his nostrils, which made him feel a little horrible.
"Are you threatening Mr. Jiang?"
At this time, a majestic drunk came out of the door.
A middle-aged man with a handsome, savvy and capable appearance, got down from an Audi car parked at the door and walked quickly.
Behind the Audi, another police vehicle came to a halt, with the white "ptu" spray painted on the body.
Dozens of Mobile Police officers wearing blue berets got out of the car, loaded bullets, and occupied important places such as restaurants and intersections.
The former elegant middle-aged man, without anger and arrogance, was surrounded by a few mobile unit chiefs, filled with a huge gas field, and walked into the Lan Fang Yuan restaurant.