usatvline Chapter 508 Personal Knife Fight
Chapter 508 Personal Knife Fight
Greatness doesn't need much salt.
Life must be sweet.
Zhang Lang showed off his cooking skills to the innocent girls in the kitchen. A good man must have some classic cooking skills. He treated Sister Hong's restaurant as his own home.
The chef was confused, thinking that Sister Hong had found another handsome male chef with eight-pack abs.
unhappy.
Zhang Lang used three pots at the same time, fried several dishes at the speed of light, and left the kitchen in a leisurely manner.
The speed made the chef drop his jaw.
The chef whispered to the apprentice: "Just look at it, what's the point of being fast? The food cooked so quickly will definitely not taste good. Cooking is like being a person, you have to pay attention to the heat..."
Tianran Dai exclaimed: "It's delicious, so delicious, who said this dish is not delicious, this dish is so good."
The slap in the face comes so quickly.
Zhang Lang: My temperament is innate, no need to try to look cool.
Let’s eat.
Don't disturb me while you're cooking.
Zhang Lang, two kids and a local dog Chen Junyan.
That means there is no waste at all.
Tianrandai sucked his fingers, while Chen Junyan sucked chicken bones.
Zhang Lang's old father...was picking his teeth calmly.
Chen Duoer collected the mud in a bag and prepared to take it away.
The quality is really too high, at least as high as five or six floors.
……
on the beach.
The shelter built by Zhang Lang.
Guan Gong and Liang Bao made a wasted trip.
I never saw Zhang Lang at all.
After waiting for a while.
Guan Gong is old, and his body cannot withstand the typhoon.
Looking at the beautiful girl, he seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Liang Bao understood what Guan Gong meant. He hangs out with him every day, so how could he not know what Guan Gong meant?
It's like you follow your leader every day, how can you not know when he drinks water? When he doesn't drink water?
When you are drinking water, does it remind you to avoid it, or ask you to buy a cigarette...
Can't you see?
I can't tell anyway.
Liang Bao: "Why don't we stop waiting and go back."
"Well, isn't this bad?"
Liang Bao sighed in his heart, but smiled: "We don't know when the typhoon will come. We still have a lot of work to do in our bureau, and we don't have enough manpower. Now Taishan is not in good condition. I think we should go back to the bureau. I think Superintendent Zhang will understand us."
"That does make sense." Guan Gong exhaled an atomic breath, coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm, and waved his hand: "Retreat."
They just walked off the front foot.
Abu ran to the beach happily carrying his travel bag.
Good news, the speedboat is still there.
Bad news, Zhang Lang is not here.
Abu was struggling over whether to borrow Zhang Lang's speedboat.
Chen Duoer's speedboat was just thrown aside. She was not worried at all that someone might drive it away and she didn't even take out the key.
A ten-ton airplane consumes nine tons of oil, and one-ton twin lions step on the earth.
The speedboat illegally added ten imported motors, with a total power of more than 2,000 horsepower, and the speed was extremely fast.
whee.
Abu put down his travel bag.
The two fighting little brats had not been released yet, so he was temporarily free from the frog's surveillance.
Let’s warm ourselves by the fire first and wait for Zhang Lang to come back and see if we can use his speedboat to send him away.
One hour.
Zhang Lang and his friends then leisurely returned to the beach.
It is easy to feel sleepy after eating.
Chen Junyan had already fallen asleep by the fire.
Tianrandai and Chen Duoer also went straight into the shelter to sleep.
Zhang Lang sat in his seat.
I took a look at the waves that occasionally rose on the sea.
Abu squatted where he sat last night, looking at Zhang Lang.
Zhang Lang did not retract his gaze, and said calmly: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Abu pointed at the speedboat and said, "I want to borrow your speedboat for a while. I will return it to you after I use it."
Zhang Lang smiled and thought Abu was really cute for being straightforward. He had the attitude of asking for help even if he couldn't.
How did he feel? Abu was like the eldest sister of the Ming family begging her younger brother, "Come here and kneel down, I'm begging you a favor."
"The No. 8 typhoon signal is coming. The speedboat is like an ant on the sea. Any wind or waves will cause an accident."
At this time, most of the money Da Fei used was for smuggling. Some people who worked hard could make more than 300,000 in one night, which was more than what Chen Haonan, the leader of Causeway Bay, earned in ten years as a gangster.
But it is also easy to get into accidents. The faster the speed, the more likely you are to die if you flip over.
Abu really wanted to say that it was okay and he was not afraid. But then he thought that the speedboat belonged to someone else, and if he was not afraid, then the other person would definitely be afraid.
Zhang Lang: "Do you want to take a gamble? If you decide to take a gamble, you can drive the speedboat away."
"Just let me go like this?"
"if not?"
"No conditions?"
Zhang Lang withdrew his gaze from the sea.
"There must be conditions. If I said there weren't any, you probably wouldn't believe me, right?"
Abu thought for a moment and said, "Tell me your conditions. If you want to arrest me..."
Zhang Lang raised his hand to interrupt Abu: "I know who you killed, and I also know who you are. Otherwise, why do you think I didn't arrest you?"
Zhang Lang looked at the bag with a smile that made Abu completely unable to guess what he was thinking.
Abu remained squatting, slightly tilting his head and looking at Zhang Lang who was sitting.
"What will you do if I don't come back?"
Zhang Lang raised his hand and grabbed the bag and Abu at the same time, and teleported directly to Hong Kong Island with Abu, and then... let Abu see clearly where he was, and then... returned to the campfire.
Abu: Damn it, why didn’t you just put me down? Why did you come back?
Zhang Lang: "You said you wouldn't come back, guess whether I can find you or not."
Abu coughed dryly and said, "Let me interject. Can you send me directly to the ** cemetery at the border?"
"Of course."
"That……"
Zhang Lang: "Then you have to wait a moment. What weapons are you good at using?"
Abu's face was full of question marks. He shook his head and said, "Every part of my body is my weapon. I was run over by a tank when I was on a mission. I can survive in the wild..."
Zhang Lang saw that Abu was about to speak in a "Beijing" style, so he quickly interrupted his spell and said, "I'm talking about cold weapons, such as swords, spears, and halberds."
"Knife, I am a descendant of the Eight Banners, a nation on horseback..."
"Okay, okay, you know, a knife? Here's the knife for you. Help me beat that little blue-haired guy later. He uses an eight-sided Han sword. If you beat him, I'll send you wherever you want to go." Zhang Lang threw a knife to Abu.
Abu looked at the long knife that appeared out of nowhere, and hurriedly caught it, and said stupidly: "Little Blue Hair?"
"A little blue-haired guy who won some martial arts championship and likes to chop people up like vegetables."
Abu: "I seem to have heard someone say this a few chapters ago."
"That mouth in the bag said it. Just take it out and ask."
Abu:……
"Wait here for me, I'll go get little blue hair over here."
Abu: Can I refuse?
Zhang Lang disappeared from the spot in an instant with a whoosh, just like the bathing prince in the movie "Diaosi Man".
Li Yunfei is calling a meeting with Feiquan, Dongguanzi, Feiji, Wuying and others.
Everyone was talking and laughing while smoking, and the whole room was filled with smoke.
Luo Tianhong didn't smoke. He was just standing there blowing the little blue hair out of boredom.
No one has been causing trouble for them recently, and they haven't received any notification from Zhang Lang about raising the flag, and there is no one here who can fight with him.
Life is lonely like snow.
Oh my God, please send someone to fight him.
He really wanted to chop people with the eight-sided Han sword.
"Hold on, are you practicing in the house?"
"Alang, why are you here?" Li Yunfei smiled awkwardly and waved his hand to try to drive away the smoke in the room.
"Brother Fei, I think I really need to find a woman for you. This smoky and foul-smelling thing, give me one."
Li Yunfei: …
Fei Quan: "Big boss, take my place, take my place."
Zhang Lang took it and walked to Luo Tianhong: "Do you have the Eight-sided Han Sword with you?"
Luo Tianhong's eyes lit up: "Yes, yes."
"Okay, come with me and fight a short-haired fighting champion who likes to wear white shoes."
Luo Tianhong is ready to go.
Zhang Lang waved at Li Yunfei with the hand holding the cigarette: "Brother Fei, I'm going to take Tianhong to do some work. I'll borrow his place for a day. Can you help take care of it?"
Li Yunfei nodded: "It's okay, I'll help him keep an eye on it."
Whoosh!
"Fei...Brother Fei...Zhang...Zhang..."
"Don't make a fuss. You'll get used to it." Fei Quan was very proud after handing the cigarette to Zhang Lang. He was still Zhang Lang's closest younger brother.
Li Yunfei looked at the cigar in his hand and had an idea: "Feiquan, go open the doors and windows to get some fresh air. From now on, you will all smoke cigars like me."
Dongguanzi pursed his lips: "Brother Fei, cigars are boring..."
……
on the beach.
Luo Tianhong was carrying the Eight-sided Han sword, his eyes looking at the pair of white shoes. If you ignore the toothpick in his mouth...whose good person puts a toothpick in his space ring?
Abu held a long knife and pointed it at the ground.
The two looked at each other.
Zhang Lang whispered in Luo Tianhong's ear: "Hit him without restraint. Look at his pretentious face. Doesn't it make you angry?"
Luo Tianhong nodded and hummed.
"Then stab him as hard as you can. Got it?"
Zhang Lang ran to Abu and whispered in his ear: "Look at him holding a toothpick in his mouth and pretending to be cool. Isn't it annoying to see him?"
Abu opened his mouth slightly. Who would be fooled by such an obvious tactic of sowing discord?
Luo Tianhong: You look down on me? I'll stab you to death.
Zhang Lang: "Okay, okay, I declare the beach individual knife fight to begin."
Luo Tianhong spit out the toothpick with force, and the toothpick flew towards Abu.
Abu's eyes widened, and he held his sword sideways to block the toothpick. He wrapped the knife in his hand around his head and slashed at the little blue-haired boy who was rushing towards him, countering the attack and blocking the sword that Luo Tianhong was stabbing at his face.
"Good skills." Zhang Lang, who was sitting aside, clapped his hands.
One person and one dog served as the audience, and the local dog Chen Junyan also clapped his paws loudly.
When it comes to emotional value, local dog Chen Junyan is no worse than anyone else.
The eight-sided Han sword in Luo Tianhong's hand was extremely fast, with each sword being faster than the last.
In fact, Abu is very average at using weapons. Zhang Lang can tell at a glance that he kills people with his fists and feet.
It seems that this is not fair to Abu.
Looking at the two people's identical faces, I couldn't help but recall that the yellow-haired Aji used a dagger and met Ma Jun who used batons, and he even brought three or four batons.
Luo Tianhong used the Eight-sided Han Sword, but Lian Haolong, the sixth man, took a longer steel pipe. Fortunately, he was intercepted by Zhang Lang, otherwise it would be impossible for him to use the sniper rifle with a left trajectory in the future.