Peng! Yu Ziqing kicked the bald man away again, then picked up the iron rod in his hand and struck hard at the bald man's feet.
There was a click, followed by a scream from the bald man. The scream echoed under the dark and miserable viaduct, making people panic.
Fortunately, this east bus station was a mixed bag, with fights happening every three days, but no one paid much attention. They just took a detour when they heard the noise.
But Yu Ziqing didn't seem to forgive his hatred at all. His dark eyes showed an extremely cold gaze, and he beat the bald man mindlessly for a while, cursing: "If you want to beat me hard, okay, then just beat him."
Have fun!"
I remember those days when Yu Ziqing was so powerful that even the gods had to take a detour when they saw him. Unexpectedly, he was beaten by a group of gangsters today, which made Yu Ziqing angry.
Seeing the bald man holding his head on the ground and crying like a wolf, the injured gangsters finally showed fear in their eyes and wanted to step forward to save him, but they remembered Yu Ziqing's skills just now and saw his handsome face again.
It was full of murderous intent, but they were hesitant to step forward.
They didn't come forward, but Yu Ziqing couldn't spare them. When the bald man could only crawl on the ground after being beaten, Yu Ziqing walked step by step like those gangsters.
Yu Ziqing was approaching step by step with the iron rod, exuding an extremely cold murderous aura. It was the murderous aura of someone who had truly gone through countless bloody battles and crawled out of the dead. Those gangsters were just for fighting, so what happened?
Really killed someone.
Seeing Yu Ziqing approaching with a calm face, their legs couldn't help but tremble, even worse than Shen Shitong just now. The plump woman clamped her fair thighs tightly, and she felt like peeing.
Feel.
Seeing that Yu Ziqing was in front of him, they picked up their iron bars and struck at Yu Ziqing without thinking, like trapped animals in a desperate situation.
Things have reached this point, Yu Ziqing will no longer be soft-hearted, and rushes into the crowd with people and sticks like a gust of wind. The iron rod will hit people when they see it. Every time it hits, there will be a scream and someone will fall to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, all seven gangsters fell to the ground, each of them with a broken leg. The plump woman beneath him, with a pale face covered in makeup, stepped back step by step.
Yu Zi glanced at the woman coldly and said, "Don't think that I can't beat a woman. I will still beat a bitch as long as she is a bitch!"
As he spoke, he kicked the woman in the stomach, and then broke one of her fat legs in the same way.
After dealing with those people, Yu Ziqing slowly walked towards the stunned Shen Shitong, who was staring at him like a stranger, and the bald man lying next to him.
Yu Ziqing bent down, picked up the knife on the ground, and then walked step by step towards the bald man lying on the ground.
The bald man felt a murderous aura that made people tremble from the depths of his soul.
"What do you want to do?" the bald man said hoarsely, almost hysterically. His fat body endured the pain and trembled and moved back, as if he could avoid Yu Ziqing in this way.
"What don't you want to do? Don't you like using knives? Then let you pay for the taste of knives!" Yu Ziqing squatted in front of the bald man with the knife.
The young and delicate scholar's face had now turned into a devil's face in the eyes of the bald man, making him afraid to look directly at it and trembling all over.
"No!" the bald man almost cried.
"I told you to be honest just now, but you didn't listen. It's too late now!" Yu Zi said calmly. Suddenly, the knife in his hand was thrust into the bald man's palm.
"Ah!" The bald man screamed again, and blood flowed out from the knife, soon staining the bald man's entire hand red.
But Yu Ziqing didn't seem to notice it at all, and he pulled out the knife casually. His eyes were cold and indifferent, as if he had been used to all this.
The bald man finally smelled the breath of death. This time he was really afraid. Compared with those little gangsters, he had seen a little bit of the world. He had seen the murderous eyes of the boss of Chengdong District, the bearded brother, and his eyes were like the one in front of him now.
He looks like a gentle young man.
Cold and ruthless!
"Brother, have mercy, brother have mercy!" Seeing Yu Ziqing pick up the knife with a calm expression, the bald man cried, "Money, money, can I give you money? Please don't destroy my hand!"
A strange light flashed in Yu Ziqing's deep eyes, then he reached out and patted the bald man's fleshy cheek, and said with a smile: "This is what you automatically want to give me money!"
"Yes, yes, we honor you!" The bald man didn't know where he got the strength from, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice, he took out a wallet from his trouser pocket with trembling hands, and swish
Just draw out five big red cards and add some change.
"It seems like how much money did you want me to bring just now? How much did it increase later?" Yu Ziqing stuffed the money into his pocket, and then played with the knife slowly.
"What the hell are you doing standing there, why can't I ask my eldest brother to take it personally?" The bald man trembled all over, then turned around and yelled at the gangsters on the ground.
Those gangsters hurriedly cried and crawled on the ground to deliver the money to Yu Ziqing.
Seeing Yu Ziqing stuffing the colorful flowers in his hands and at least two to three thousand yuan into his pocket. Shen Shitong rubbed his eyes desperately and muttered to himself, God, am I dreaming? What kind of world is this? In college
A good student, the researchers at the institute are now collecting protection fees from the underworld!
After Yu Ziqing took the money, he seemed not satisfied and continued to play with the knife. His eyes vaguely glanced at the thick necklace around the thick neck of the bald man and the golden bracelet on his wrist.
The bald man shivered again, and then he took off the necklace and bracelets very obediently. Those little gangsters hurriedly took off the necklaces and bracelets without even asking the old man to tell him.
When the buck-toothed man presented the necklace, he stammered and asked: "Old, old, big, do you want to take away your mobile phone?"
Yu Ziqing patted Bucktooth's shoulder, squinted his eyes and said, "Among these people, you are still the smartest. You don't need a mobile phone."
The buck-toothed brother was so flattered that he burst into tears and cried: "Boss, boss, please be gentle, my legs, my legs hurt."
Yu Ziqing glanced at Brother Buck Ya's thigh and lifted his leg up with one hand. When Buck Ya was so scared that he almost peed his pants and almost forgot about the pain in his leg, Yu Ziqing exerted force with his hand and there was a click.
A scream echoed under the elevated road, making people's hearts tremble with fear.
"Hey, no, it doesn't hurt anymore!" The bucktoothed foot landed again and was pleasantly surprised to find that the foot was healed.
Seeing this, everyone stared at Yu Ziqing eagerly, hoping that he would do the same to them. However, Yu Ziqing didn't even look at them, and pulled Shen Shitong away with his mouth open.