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there is no worst but worse

"I told you to get out, do you hear me?" In the days since he came back, he has never stopped running around, nodding and bending, trying to please everyone, and letting go of the young master's figure he had had for a long time.

For his brother, for his father, and for the whole family's hard work for so long, he didn't care about anything.

However, it was still in vain.

However, there is no way.

All this made him physically tired, and his mind even more tired.

Forget it, he can't solve it, just let the alcohol temporarily numb his nerves, and get the so-called relief, even if it is short-term.

However, these people around me were deprived of even their little desire.

He was angry. The repression these days had made him angry.

Who are they and why should they break his temporary peace like this?

"You stinky boy, you dare to be arrogant with us, you don't want to be around anymore." A boy behind him got angry and grabbed his clothes, trying to teach him a lesson.

"Brothers, give him some color."

"Before you take action, you'd better think carefully." Although he drank too much, he was swaying, his steps were very frivolous, and his words were spoken slowly but clearly.

"Think it through, haha, okay, let you take a good look at how we think it over." The man holding his clothes became even more angry, and he could only hear a creaking under his palm.

Bang, the next second, a clear sound of fist touching flesh was heard in the alley illuminated only by moonlight.

"Well." The kid who was eager to hit Wei Shang didn't expect that he would be beaten next moment. In just a moment, he was knocked to the ground by a sharp punch.

fuck.

He covered his mouth and struggled on the ground, feeling annoyed.

He would never have thought that this drunkard they looked down upon had started practicing martial arts since he was a child.

Sanda, Muay Thai, karate, taekwondo, changquan, all comers are welcome.

It wasn't that he was very interested, but that his aunt Wei Qing saw that his Wenwen temperament had not been troublesome since he was a child, and she always felt that he was afraid of being bullied, so she hired a martial arts master to teach the two brothers martial arts.

My elder brother Weiqiang seemed to be born with a dislike for this art, and could not learn it well no matter how hard he tried it. However, although he was not very interested, he still learned it well. Within a few years of studying, he learned everything the teacher said.

The teacher said there was nothing he could do about the next teaching.

So after so many years, although he has never been exposed to outsiders, and even Qiao Ni does not know how powerful he is, he is a master at it. To deal with such a trivial little Luo Luo,

It's as easy as flipping a finger.

But those few people were very dissatisfied, especially the leader. Seeing his subordinates being knocked down so cowardly, it was really a loss of face for him, so they fought with fists in anger.

As a result, they all misjudged Wei Shang's strength. Even though he was depressed and drunk, the three of them were easily knocked down by him without any suspense.

"Fuck." The man in the lead cursed in anger, and then the two of them got entangled and fought hand to hand.

The result can be imagined, let alone that one person, even if three people come at the same time, they are still undisclosed opponents.

The three people were knocked to the ground, dying and unable to move.

"I told you not to mess with me." After adapting to the dark place, he finally found his bottle, picked it up and told them, then turned and left.

Boom, the next moment, I felt like my head was hit hard by something heavy, and then I felt a little dizzy.


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