The bald man ignored Yu Ziqing's approach, but still stepped on Shen Shitong's face, squeezing his fat face out of shape.
"Boy, have you brought the money?" The bald man asked slowly, looking at Yu Ziqing's slightly thin body and thin and delicate face, with a look of contempt on his face.
Yu Ziqing glanced at Shen Shitong, and after making sure that he was fine, he slowly glanced at the four bald men.
"You let my friend go first." Yu Zi said calmly.
Although he had made some achievements in his cultivation and knocking down the three men in front of him was not a problem, Yu Ziqing was not sure that Shen Shitong under the fat man's feet would no longer be hurt.
"Young face, who are you? How dare you negotiate terms with our bald brother!" The red-haired gangster pointed at Yu Ziqing and cursed.
In the dark night, a cold light flashed through his deep eyes.
However, Yu Ziqing did not take action and just looked at the bald man calmly.
"I can't tell. Although you look like a pretty boy, you are quite decent and very loyal." The bald man obviously didn't notice Yu Ziqing. He glanced at his mouth with disdain, then put away his kicks.
He touched Shen Shitong's fat body and cursed: "Get the hell out of here!"
Shen Shitong ignored the pain all over his body and crawled to Yu Ziqing's side.
Yu Ziqing watched the embarrassed Shen Shitong run to his side, breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his eyes to the four people in front of him again.
"Boy, I've let him go. Get the money quickly!" The bald man said with some dissatisfaction when he saw that Yu Ziqing had no intention of paying.
"I didn't bring any money." Yu Ziqing shrugged his shoulders, his eyes gradually becoming cold and terrifying.
Shen Shitong's face suddenly turned pale upon hearing this, while the four bald men's expressions suddenly changed.
"You're looking for fucking death!" the red-haired gangster yelled as he stepped forward and kicked Yu Ziqing in the stomach.
"Brother Hongmao, I have something to say..." Shen Shitong called out hurriedly, but just before he said the words, Yu Ziqing took action like lightning, his five fingers turned into eagle claws, and with a snap, he clasped Hongmao tightly like cold iron pliers.
Damn ankles.
"Get out!" Yu Zi shouted coldly, and shook his hand hard. The red-haired gangster turned 180 degrees in the air, then fell hard to the ground, hugging his right leg and screaming on the ground.
The faces of the bald man, the green-haired gangster, and the super plump woman changed drastically, and then they realized that they had encountered something tough.
Swish! Swish! The bald man took out a folding knife with a fierce look on his face and swung it back and forth in the air. The green-haired gangster pulled out an iron rod from nowhere and stared at Yu Ziqing fiercely, and the plump one
The woman put two fingers in her mouth and whistled.
All of a sudden, five shadows ran over from a short distance in the darkness, gradually showing their ruffian faces, each holding an iron rod in their hands.
Yu Ziqing's face changed slightly, while Shen Shitong's entire face turned pale and his legs were trembling.
"Bald brother!" Those people first shouted at the bald man, then glanced at Yu Ziqing and Shen Shitong with disdain, and finally fixed their eyes on the red-haired gangster who was moaning and groaning on the ground with his legs in his arms.
"Hong, red, Mao boy, you are so damn useless, you actually let this pretty boy knock you down!" A gangster with some buck teeth pointed at Hong Mao and stuttered in ridicule.
The bald guy slapped Bucktooth on the head and cursed, "What are you talking about!"
He is also a party involved, wouldn't he also be scolded by buck teeth and scolding Hongmao?
After Bucktooth slapped the bald brother, he realized that the bald brother was holding a knife in his hand, so he didn't dare to say anything. The other four people also put away the disdain on their faces and stared at Yu Ziqing fiercely. As for
Shen Shitong, whose legs were trembling, was automatically filtered.
"Boy, if you don't come up with 30,000 yuan now, you can't even think of leaving here!" the bald man said fiercely.
He could tell that Yu Ziqing had some skills, otherwise he would have beaten Yu Ziqing before talking about money.
Yu Ziqing's eyes were still cold. He had gone through so many storms in his life, and had killed so many people. If he hadn't been in trouble now, and if he hadn't wanted to ruin his current life, he would have started killing without hesitation.
Already.
But now Yu Ziqing doesn't want to make the matter bigger, and still hopes to get over it as soon as possible, so Yu Ziqing said: "Brother bald, why bother? You hit my friend, I hit your little brother, today the matter is settled."
,how?"
"Haha!" Those gangsters all laughed, even the bald brother laughed.
This laughter made the fat man feel very angry. He gently tugged on Yu Ziqing's clothes and whispered: "Ziqing, if you want to lose money and eliminate disaster, just give me the money!"
Although Shen Shitong's voice was low, he was still heard by the bald brother and others in the dark night. Their laughter became even more unrestrained, and they gently tapped their palms with the iron rod while laughing.
"Smile, laugh at your mother's head!" The cold words rang out, and Yu Ziqing was like a ferocious beast in the dark night that finally showed its cold claws.
His figure flashed, his vision blurred, and the bald man felt a suffocating force rushing towards his stomach with accelerated airflow.
In the blink of an eye, Yu Ziqing's foot kicked the bald man hard on the stomach. The bald man's huge body jumped into the air and fell two meters, and then fell to the ground with a loud thud, with limbs like a fat pig.
He lay there on the ground groaning in pain.
"Bald brother!" The fat woman screamed first.
Everyone else woke up with a start. Just as Lu Mao was about to pick up the iron rod in his hand, a huge force came from the iron rod. His palm became hot and there was nothing in his hand.
Before Lu Mao could recover from the shock, he heard the sound of an iron rod passing through the air, and then he was hit four or five times on the back with the iron rod. It felt like his bones were about to be broken.
The pain was so intense that the person couldn't help but roll to the ground, screaming in agony.
Shen Shitong watched in stunned silence as Yu Ziqing held an iron rod in his hand and beat the gangsters head and face.
Although those gangsters also held iron bars in their hands, when facing Yu Ziqing, they acted like defenseless women and children. They threw away the iron bars and rolled around on the ground with their heads in their hands.
But within a short time, all those gangsters were knocked to the ground, except for the fat woman who stayed there with a pale face and trembling.
"Throw the stick away to me, or I will destroy him!"
Just when Shen Shitong was stunned, the bald man suddenly jumped up from the ground, put the knife on Shen Shitong's neck, and shouted at Yu Ziqing with a stern expression.
"Okay, I'll throw it!" Yu Ziqing threw the iron rod simply. He was not sure that he could bring down the bald man before he took out the knife.
"Hit him hard!" the bald man shouted to the gangsters who were still groaning on the ground.
The gangsters stood up unsteadily, picked up the iron bars and crackled them at Yu Ziqing. Even the woman came up and kicked her several times.
"Haha, kid, I'm driving you crazy without even looking at whose territory this is! Beat me up, beat me up hard!" Seeing Yu Ziqing holding his head on the ground and letting them beat him, the bald man yelled a little triumphantly.
stand up.
"Bald brother, please stop fighting. I have money. I have money. I will call my old man now. Fifty thousand, no, not one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand is okay. I know my old man has savings. He will
I am a son, I will definitely take it over!" Shen Shitong, a guy who often forgets his friends after seeing sex, was really heartbroken at this time. He was so regretful that he wished he could be beaten for Yu Ziqing, crying and begging with snot and tears.
"Shut your stinky mouth, wait until I'm done beating you." The bald man raised the handle of the knife and struck Shen Shitong on the head.
At this moment, Yu Ziqing, who was holding his head and screaming, suddenly had a cold look in his eyes.
Then an iron rod whizzed across the night and hit the knife, causing it to fly to the ground five meters away.
Then I saw Yu Ziqing, like a leopard, jumping out of the gang with an iron rod in his hand and flying towards the bald man.