People are different. Although Wandao claims to be orthodox, its backbone is broken.

In contrast, the flower planters were broken, and they were poor and poor. In the May 4th, the Yangtze River flooded, and more than 30,000 people died.

In 1959, there was a three-year drought. There was a big brother eyeing him in the north, and in the south, there was a Bay Island that was unwilling to accept it.

Don’t think that Big Brother is a good person. Let’s tell a real joke. The first piece of wood material for rabbits was discovered in an area where Big Brother said there would definitely be no radioactive materials.

In addition, rabbits are really miserable in other aspects.

When the commander left, he could move almost everything he could.

But even so, rabbits have never been afraid because they have a backbone that will never be hit.

For example, the rice studied by Grandpa Yuan, in the mid-to-late 20th century, the world's three major staple foods (corn, wheat, and rice), both of which achieved mass production increase, but rice did not.

Because of the particularity of rice, many people in the world believed that wheat was not likely to be improved at that time.

But the rabbit doesn't believe in this evil, in order to find male infertile rice.

Grandpa Yuan held a fifteen-fold magnifying glass and searched one by one when the sun was at its peak at noon. Finally, he found six male infertile rice among the 140,000 rice plants.

Then, a vigorous experiment was carried out with these six male infertile rice plants.

In the end, the flower planters successfully allowed the complete rice three-line breeding.

This is also the reason why rabbits can become a great power again in decades.

Because in that ever-breaking backbone, there is a resilience that is enough to shock the world.

On the other hand, here in Bay Island?

Facing a girl who is as beautiful as a flower, such a miserable and desperate plea.

Even though I couldn't bear it, everyone present still chose to protect themselves.

And watching the dance floor that was reviving again.

Zou Lang had a little smugness on his face. He kneaded A Xue's tears-covered face with a grim smile. His low voice was like a demon wearing human skin:

"Don't worry, it will be very comfortable in a while, and it will make you feel what it means to fly to the sky."

"stop!"

A shocking and angry voice rang out in the bar.

Seeing the injection in his hand about to be injected into A Xue's body, Zou Lang's expression, which was interrupted again, couldn't help but feel a little more gloomy and irritable. He stared at his fierce eyes:

"Who are you stepping on?"

At the front of his sight was a man 1.8 meters tall.

She has strong short hair and looks very burly.

His eyes were wide open, accompanied by rapid breathing, suppressing the anger in his heart, and the man suppressed the desire to kill people in his heart:

"I am a policeman and Axue's boyfriend, let go of my girlfriend."

With a gloomy eyes, Zou Lang looked at the other person, and his gloomy expression made people think of a rare and ferocious creature - the jugust.

The next moment, Zou Lang made an action that made the man's emotions lose control.

He grabbed A Xue's hair, and A Xue's scalp was pulled, and subconsciously let out a painful scream:

"ah!"

Then, under the man's frightened eyes, Zou Lang pinched A Xue's chest fiercely and looked at the police provocatively:

"Your girlfriend feels good."

"Boom!" With a sound, a surge of rage surged out of my chest.

The man with a ferocious expression and a completely rigorous sense roared hysterically:

"I'll kill you!"

But before the man could get close to Zou Lang, four or five younger brothers rushed forward.

After all, there are many people and great power. In just seven or eight seconds, the man was subdued by Zou Lang's younger brother.

And under the stimulation of the drug, Zou Lang's eyes, who had just woken up from his stunned mind, couldn't help but feel a little more fierce.

"Grass!"

He cursed in a low voice, then kicked the other little brothers around him away, picked up a bottle of beer from the table, and pointed at the man's chest:

"Get out of here. Aren't you going to kill me? Come on, smash it here."

"My name is Zou Lang, and my father is the leader of the Jiuhuan Gang."

"Aren't you going to fight me hard? You're hitting the horse!"

The man couldn't help but be stunned. He kicked his tiger eyes and looked at Zou Lang with his eyes struggling.

The clenched fists and nails were even clenched into the flesh, but they stood there blankly like wood.

The younger brothers around him had already scattered, and he only needed to raise his hand and punch to smash the other person's face, but the man did not dare to raise his hand in the end.

Because he is not alone, there are Axue, his parents, and relatives and friends.

Zou Lang, the young leader of the Jiuhuan Gang, is not someone he can afford to mess with.

"Bang!"

The beer bottle fell on the man's head, and the wine mixed with blood dripped from the scalp.

Looking at the man who didn't dare to move, Zou Lang rubbed Axue's chest unscrupulously, with his despicable eyes with disdain, and he spitted on the man's face with one mouthful of saliva:

"Ph, you're a waste."

As he said that, he picked up the second bottle and smashed it on the man's head.

Looking at the shaking man but never willing to fall, Zou Lang couldn't help but be happy, and he picked up the third beer bottle again.

However, this time, Zou Lang did not smash it out because a rich man in Tang suit walked out of the crowd not far away, with a green ring on his thumb:

“邹大少,差不多得了,桌子上的这些东西,再加上袭警,旁边还有这么多人看着,你爸爸虽然疼你,但回去免不了一顿揍.”

Zou Lang raised his eyelids, and his jackal-like eyes flashed with ferociousness.

However, after seeing the person who came clearly, his face became arrogant and restrained a little, and even forced a smile:

"Boss Fugui, what wind has blown you over."

The boss of Fuguihua, Dai Fugui.

A man with inconspicuous but well-behaved and clear eyes, even Zou Lang's father Zou Pengzu did not dare to offend him easily. He looked at Zou Lang with a restrained expression and a little fear.

Dai Fugui, who rubbed the jade ring, smiled and pulled Zou Lang back to the sofa, and poured him a glass of beer:

"Isn't this Mr. Zou, you are here? It's not easy for me to do business."

As he said that, he took the initiative to touch the cup with Zou Lang, and then drank the most of the bottle of beer in one go.

His eyes flashed, and he looked at Dai Fugui in front of him, and then looked at the beer in front of him.

Zou Lang finally picked up the wine glass, and he looked at the little policeman not far away with disdain:

"Okay, I have to give you a gift for the rich boss no matter what. I'll drink all the wine on the table. I'll let you take your girlfriend away."

There are a lot of wine on the table, including beer, white wine, and even a bottle of sixty-degree vodka.

Of course, these wines were not drunk by Dai Fugui, but by the little policeman who had two bottles of beer on his head and had been opened.

And for Dai Fugui, this is enough.

After all, he runs a bar, and such things as dead people must not happen in his shop, so he smiled and bowed:

"Thank you, Mr. Zou."

A happy smile appeared on Zou Lang's face, and he looked at the other person with a fierce look like a jackal:

"Nothing, everyone is friends. Are you, the rich boss?"

Dai Fugui waved his hand. Although he was a little unhappy, he looked at the things on the table and understood what the other party is now, and he casually opened up the topic:

"My friend can't talk about it. I'm just a working person. I heard that Young Master Zou did a big thing yesterday."

He grabbed Axue's wrist and pulled the opponent into his leg.

His head was pressed hard in the other party's arms, and his movements were straightforward and rough, just like an old sow urging him to eat.

After about four or five seconds, Zou Lang pulled out his head.

He looked excited and looked provocatively at the man who was drinking not far away with his head down and grabbed Axue's thigh with his palm:

"It's really a fragrance."

"Boss Fugui, do you think there is still a king's law?"

Take a bottle of beer from the table and ignore Zou Lang's behavior. Dai Fugui just drank slowly:

"Mr. Zou, what do you say?"

Zou Lang's mouth raised, and his unruly eyes were filled with pride and madness:

"You should know the Ni family in Xiangjiang, Fugui boss, right?"

"We are on a horse and driving a boat to sell goods. Can you bear the wealthy boss? The national humiliation cannot be forgotten. Although I, Zou Lang, are just a common man, I cannot let them ruin our Keelung people."
Chapter completed!