The Joyful King of the Goddess President

Nie Feng came to the security room and found Ba Zhen lying on the office. He greeted Ba Zhen with a smile.

"Haha, Ba Zhen, did you go somewhere to have fun on the weekend? Why did you lose your energy on the first day of work?"

He said with a smile while patting Ba Zhen's back.

Ba Zhen sighed and turned his head.

When Nie Feng saw Ba Zhen's face, he was shocked!
I saw that Ba Zhen's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was still wrapped in bandages.

"Lying on the grass, Ba Zhen, why did you do this?"

Ba Zhen said the matter with an aggrieved face.

It turned out that when Ba Zhen was eating supper yesterday, a guy next to him was too drunk and came to provoke him. Ba Zhen didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but he didn't expect that guy to hit him first. Of course Ba Zhen couldn't be angry, so he hit him Get up, but that guy has a few accomplices, and Ba Zhen is only himself. Although Ba Zhen is very good at fighting, but in the end when the guy pulled out his gun, Ba Zhen didn't dare to move, so he could only be pressed to the ground and beaten violently. Nose and face are swollen.

After hearing this, Nie Feng slapped the table.

"Lying grass, so arrogant, don't give him a little color, I really think you are easy to bully, Ba Zhen, don't worry, I will go with you tonight, and beat him until he kneels and calls grandpa."

Ba Zhen was very grateful, but he still shook his head.

"Forget it, brother, that guy has a gun, it's too dangerous, I think it's better to forget it."

When Nie Feng heard this, he smiled, took out a small knife nonchalantly, and said, "A gun? I'm afraid I have a knife!"

Ba Zhen looked at the knife in Nie Feng's hand with a puzzled look on his face.

"Brother, he is a gun. Can you outrun a gun with a knife? Although your flying knife is indeed powerful, it is impossible to outrun a gun."

Nie Feng laughed wildly and said, "Did you get beaten up stupidly last night? Why should I be faster than the gunner? Just faster than the person who fired the gun."

"Okay, don't worry, tonight you will watch how I abuse him."

In the evening, Nie Feng and Ba Zhen came to the food stall where they ate supper last night. At about eleven o'clock in the evening, Ba Zhen pointed to a fat man with a round head and said, "Brother, that's him!"

Nie Feng chuckled and said to Ba Zhen, "Just watch it in the car."

After speaking, Nie Feng got out of the car and walked towards the round-headed fat man.

But Ba Zhen also followed.

"Brother, I can't let you take risks alone."

Nie Feng smiled and nodded: "That's fine, you can just watch the show from the sidelines."

The two came to the table where the round-headed fat man was sitting, and Nie Feng directly lifted the table.

Thunderbolt, everything on the table, splashed all over the fat man with the round head and his three accomplices.

"What a comparison, kid, you're courting death, right?"

The round-headed fat man and his three accomplices pointed at Nie Feng and cursed aggressively.

"Brother, isn't this guy the guy who was beaten into a pig's head by us last night?"

One of the accomplices recognized Ba Zhen standing behind Nie Feng.

The round-headed fat man glanced at Ba Zhen, and laughed arrogantly: "So it's you, are you not convinced? Looking for someone to take revenge? Hehe, then tonight I will beat you like a pig again."

"Haha, big brother, there is no need for someone to take action, I can beat him alone."

One of the tall accomplices came out with a proud expression on his face.

"Boy, do you want to stand up for him? I think you are courting death!"

As the tall accomplice spoke, he punched Nie Feng hard.

Nie Feng just sneered, reached out and grabbed his fist, and squeezed it lightly.

"Ah! My hand."

The tall accomplice felt as if his body was about to be scratched, and he knelt on the ground in pain.

"Come on together and kill him!"

The other two saw that their accomplice was restrained by Nie Feng, so they rushed to attack together.

"Hmph, over your own strength!"

Nie Feng raised his foot, kicked on one side, and kicked the two people to the ground in an instant.

The round-faced fat man saw that Nie Feng was so skilled, he overthrew his three accomplices in one fell swoop, immediately took out the pistol in his arms, pointed at Nie Feng and yelled arrogantly.

"Mom, you're looking for death, right? I'll help you. No matter how powerful your skills are, you can't beat a gun."

"Brother! Be careful."

Ba Zhen saw a fat man with a round face take out a pistol, and made him nervously remind Nie Feng loudly.

Nie Feng looked at the round-faced fat man with a slight smile, and took out a small knife in his hand.

"Hehe, is that so? It depends on whether your gun is faster or my knife is faster."

The fat man with a round face laughed arrogantly when he heard this.

"Are you out of your mind? Are you sick? A broken knife wants to be faster than my bullets?"

Nie Feng smiled and said, "That's right, I advise you not to try it, or you won't be able to keep your hand."

The fat man with a round face scoffed at Nie Feng's warning.

"I think you should think about how you can save your life!"

As soon as his words fell, a cold light shot out from Nie Feng's hand.

"Ah! My hand!"

The fat man with a round face hugged his hand in pain, and there was a knife stuck in the bowl of his hand!The gun in his hand fell to the ground.

Nie Feng spread his hands and said, "I've already advised you, it's best not to try, or you won't be able to hold your hand, and you won't listen."

The round-faced, fat man was terrified. He never thought that Nie Feng's throwing knife would be so scary.

His three accomplices were also terrified and did not dare to act rashly, for fear that Nie Feng would throw a throwing knife at them again later.

The other onlookers also saw Nie Feng's miraculous throwing knife, and they were so shocked that their eyes opened wide.

"My mother, is this a movie? This throwing knife is too good, faster than a gun!"

"Fucking grass, this guy is so awesome, he's so good at throwing knives!"

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Ba Zhen was still worried about Nie Feng just now, but now seeing how powerful Nie Feng's throwing knife is, he directly knocked out the gun in the round-faced fat man's hand, making him also cheer loudly excitedly!

"Haha, big brother is awesome! It's no loss that Xiao Li Feidao is reincarnated!"

Nie Feng smiled slightly.

"Now that he's out of guns, I'll hand him over to you, and you can do whatever you want with him."

Ba Zhen was so excited, he came in front of the fat man with a round face and was gearing up.

"Hey, bastard, if you didn't have a gun yesterday, I would have beaten you to death! MMP, now that you don't have a gun, I think you can still be arrogant?"

Ba Zhen slapped the fat man with a round face while cursing, feeling so refreshed in his heart, he was really aggrieved yesterday.

The fat man with a round face was beaten up and begged for mercy, but Ba Zhen ignored him. When he was beaten yesterday, he also begged for mercy a lot. Why did this guy let himself go?

After a while, the fat man with a round face was beaten even fatter. He was so fat that he almost couldn't see his eyes.

His three accomplices also saw their hearts pounding, secretly rejoicing in their hearts, but fortunately they only caught Ba Zhen yesterday and did not beat him, otherwise today would be a miserable day.