After leaving Uncle Sun's repair shop, Zhang Jianyang sighed. The changes over the past five years have indeed been too great.

I bought a canopy sand card in a small shop on the side of the street. The money was given by my mother when I went out. The mother who saved me usually gave me one thousand yuan. Zhang Jianyang's concept of money was a little vague. He had not used it for five years and became unfamiliar, so I directly chose the most expensive cigarette I bought.

Tuosha brand is a tobacco produced by Shacheng. Although it is extremely comparable to the brand tobacco that has survived in the world, its taste is very popular in Shacheng.

In the world after the nuclear war, many famous tobacco companies have disappeared into the river of history with the destruction of the city. It is not impossible to get it, but it is very difficult. Only in some places of destruction can they find the remaining ones. For example, the most famous Yellow Crane Tower in the past is now priced at tens of thousands of yuan per pack. For lower-class residents, it is an unattainable top luxury cigarette.

The Chinese people's pursuit of cigarettes cannot be destroyed by nuclear wars. Over the past century, I don't know how many cigarettes have appeared, just like the stars in the sky.

Zhang Jianyang, who unpacked the packaging, pulled out one, and drew the camel sand cigarette again, felt like he was going back five years ago.

Suddenly, a roar of car engines came from the street, rushing around the street quickly. When passing Zhang Jianyang, a voice shouted: "Stop, stop quickly, he is here, he is."

A violent and harsh sound of brakes came, and a white pickup truck was parked on the street. More than a dozen young men holding steel pipes jumped down in the carriage. Several doors opened at the same time, and three or four people rushed out from inside, including Brother Zhong who ran away in the morning and Hong Dog. The one who was just shouting was Hong Dog. He stared at Zhang Jianyang, and then angrily brought people around.

The image of Brother Zhong, Zhang Jianyang's slap, made his lips look like two sausages hanging. The more funny it is, the more funny it is.

"Boy, who doesn't know my Zhong Hao's name in the old residential area?"

Zhang Jianyang suddenly realized that he had heard of Zhong Hao, but he had never seen him, and he didn't know him. He smoked a cigarette and said, "What do you want?"

When Honggou saw Zhang Jianyang's behavior of being frightened, she was furious and shouted: "Brother Zhong, what are you talking about to him? Beat him!"

A dozen young men holding steel pipes did not say a word, raised the steel pipe in their hands and greeted Zhang Jianyang's head. They didn't care about Zhang Jianyang's life or death at all. Zhang Jianyang held a cigarette in his mouth, suddenly raised his legs, and kicked fiercely on the stomach of the person who rushed to the front. Only a muffled sound was heard. The man was kicked away and hit the person rushing up behind him. Several people rolled to the ground. Then they paused on the ground, kicked the person on the calves on the calves, and directly broke the opponent's leg bone, screamed and threw it down the steel pipe and fell down.

In just one breath, Zhang Jianyang fell half of it.

The remaining people, holding the steel pipes, did not know whether they should continue to rush forward or retreat. The combat effectiveness of the person in front of them really surprised them.

Honggou opened his mouth again, revealing the cracks of his front teeth that had been knocked out. Before he could retreat, Zhang Jianyang had already arrived in front of him, grabbed his collar, pulled it out, and said, "Redgou, right? Didn't you say that just now? I'm so fucking majestic."

The red dog was afraid of being carried by Zhang Jianyang. He lost seven or eight teeth in the morning. If they fell off again, they might have all the teeth. He hurriedly said, "Brother, brother, please spare your life."

When everyone saw the red dog, known as the mad dog, they actually said to spare their lives, and their chin almost fell off.

Zhang Jianyang slapped the red dog's face, and a bright red handprint appeared on it, saying, "What have you been doing? The debt collection is amazing. I have said, I will pay the money to give you a few days to give you a grace. Your ears are not long and you can't hear it?" The poor red dog was just testing his teeth with his tongue, is it loose again?

"Brother, it's not my business. I can't decide this."

Zhang Jianyang let go of the red dog, walked towards Brother Zhong, bit the cigarette and said, "He can't make the decision. It seems that Brother Zhong is making the decision."

A slap in the morning was too great to have a big impact on the clock. When he saw Zhang Jianyang walking towards him, Shiddish yelled: "Lin Cheng, I can't come out yet. I'm dead, you can't get a penny."

Zhang Jianyang looked at Lin Cheng, who was sitting on the pickup truck's secondary seat, and his mouth twitched for a moment, and his footsteps stopped.

Lin Cheng has been smoking a cigarette in the deputy seat. Zhang Jianyang's actions just now were full of disdain. To be honest, Lin Cheng doesn't want to participate in such a low-key and inferior matter, as this would seem too expensive. But there is no way. Now he is very short of money. Is it easy to raise a beautiful woman? Even as a star warrior, he has to make money to support his family, right?

Lin Cheng, who threw away the cigarette, got off from the deputy seat, looked at Zhang Jianyang with a scrutiny, turned to Brother Zhong and said, "What are you talking about?"

Seeing Lin Cheng come down, the red dog, who was just like a dead dog, became excited and said, "Brother Cheng, it's him."

Zhang Jianyang suddenly rushed out and hit Hong Dog's face with a punch, causing blood to flow through the nose and mouth of the red Dog. In the blood spit out of her mouth, four or five bloody teeth were so dazzling on the cement surface. The unlucky Red Dog is probably not left with a few teeth in her mouth.

No one else expected that Zhang Jianyang would dare to beat people suddenly at this time, and he was all a little dull.

Lin Cheng was stunned. He did not expect that when he appeared, the other party would dare to hit someone, which was no different from hitting him in the face. In an instant, Lin Cheng had the urge to kill Zhang Jianyang. He took a step and reached out to grab Zhang Jianyang. With star power, he had thick arms, and the blue veins on it were protruding, like a green dragon climbing on it, and his head was like lightning.

Zhang Jianyang had long expected this consequence. He turned his head and let the claw fall into nothing. He climbed his hand on Lin Cheng's arm, stretched his arm away, and used his knees to harshly go down his crotch.

With a "ao" scream, Lin Cheng's face instantly turned pale, then covered his crotch.

Zhang Jianyang said viciously: "Star Warrior is amazing, ah?" He hit Lin Cheng with a veil, not a few kicks, but just a moment, the powerful Star Warrior, who was considered to be a common man, was deformed, his clothes were torn, and his face was swollen like a pig's head.

In Zhang Jianyang's eyes, the Star Warrior is very powerful, but Cheng Lin only has one star of strength, which is nothing at all, he is just better than ordinary people.

So what if you have star power? Zhang Jianyang didn't give him any chance to show his performance at all. He directly knocked him down. No matter how strong the star warrior is, he has not reached three stars or more, and he still has the same weakness as ordinary people. The second person under the straddle, under the force of Zhang Jianyang far higher than ordinary people, only Lin Cheng can understand the fierceness of this attack.

After calming down Lin Cheng, who claimed to be a star warrior, Zhang Jianyang walked up to Brother Zhong again and said to Brother Zhong who was stupid, "Brother Zhong, right? Now we can have a good talk?"

Brother Zhong's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He couldn't believe that the man in front of him actually cleaned up the one-star warrior he had bought for a lot of money in just two moves. Could it be that the fucking star warrior is a fake? He showed a smile that was even worse than crying and said, "Brother, of course you can talk about it."

"The number of transactions in my family..."

Brother Zhong didn't dare to mention it, so he shook his head and said, "Of course, there is no need to pay it back."

Zhang Jianyang slapped Brother Zhong in the head and said, "What are you saying? It is natural to pay back the debt. Is this the person who owe money but not pays it?"

Brother Zhong said, "Brother, you really don't need to pay it back."

Zhang Jianyang took out a cigarette, and Brother Zhong immediately lit it for Zhang Jianyang. After spitting out a cigarette ring, he looked at Brother Zhong with a smile: "Now let's calculate the number. I am so precious. You scared me twice. Ask me so hard that I was so scared. How do you think this number is calculated? There are also the cost of operation, loss of work, etc., you always have to give me an explanation, right?"

"Brother, you can get the number, I will definitely give it."

"Let me do this, give me one million. I'm not greedy for too much money. I don't want it anymore. I'll give you one million. Your pickup truck looks pretty good. You can drive it as much as you want, and it's worth 200,000. Leave the car, hand me the key, and then you can get out with you and others."

Brother Zhong was stunned: "What...what?"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Jianyang picked up Brother Zhong, took out the key from his pocket, and put the three or four thousand dollars in his pocket in his wallet. Then he ignored the group of people, opened the pickup door, activated the pickup with the key, stepped on the accelerator, and left.
Chapter completed!