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"316" Di Cheng and Sha Lang paused.
At this moment, the glass door in front of him happened to open, and a drunken fat man walked out of it. The strong smell of alcohol, noisy shouts and the screams of girls rushed out along the crack of the door.
"Who are you...burping...looking for?" The fat man came out drunkenly, burping from wine. He wanted to hold on to the door frame, but he staggered towards Sha Lang, his chest and abdomen rolling, and the filth was about to appear.
To spit it out.
"Get out!!" Sha Lang's eyes suddenly turned cold and he turned around to avoid it. At the same time, his right hand turned into a palm and punched towards the fat belly.
Bang! The iron pillar-like palm was completely submerged in the soft flesh. In an instant, the fat man felt an unimaginable huge force surge from below like a mountain roar and a tsunami, and all the internal organs were tumbling and rolling.
Wow, his body trembled violently, and filth spewed out. The fat man's body of more than 200 kilograms flew up in an instant, and hit the glass door hard. The glass shattered with a click, and the force was not reduced, with disgusting filth, splashing debris and scattered debris.
The wood chips were thrown awkwardly at the dining table three meters away from the door.
There were sounds of breaking dishes, screams of terror, and angry roars. Everyone stood up in a hurry, avoiding the splash of vegetable soup.
"Fat Meng, you are trying to die!!" Zhao Minghui, who had fallen to the ground, jumped up and shouted angrily. Not to mention that his body was covered in oil and dirt, his clothes were still covered with vegetable leaves, and there was a leftover food on his head.
Goose Head, he looks so embarrassed!
"What's wrong with you!"
"Take a few sips of cat urine and you won't know what your last name is."
"You're drunk and crazy, so you've come here, brothers. Are your skin itchy?"
Several other teenagers also got up, slapping the soup on their bodies in disgust and cursing angrily. Although the girls did not get angry directly, their faces were blue and full of anger.
The fat man's bloated body was curled up tightly, like a large meatball squatting on the dining table, which looked a bit funny. But when the male and female students who came back to their senses saw the pain on his face and the gurgling in his mouth,
When the blood flowed out, the boys backed away in horror and the girls screamed uncontrollably.
The whole room exploded into a pot. These students, who had never experienced bloody incidents, panicked on the spot. They no longer had their usual demeanor and temperament. Their eyes widened and they stared in horror at the twitching and bleeding ball on the messy dining table.
The waiters on the third floor gathered here strangely, and several rooms that heard the screams opened their glazed doors and looked out.
"Zhao Minghui, long time no see." Di Cheng entered the room slowly, his cold voice echoing throughout the room.
"Dicheng?" Zhao Minghui recognized Di Cheng immediately, and the anger on his face turned to horror, and then turned cold again. "You are so brave, you dare to come to Communication University to act so recklessly, you are not afraid of the police taking you to jail."
"It's not easy for you to worry about it."
"Bah, I'm too lazy to bother you. I feel like you're in jail. That bitch Jin Yixuan is a waste of money by being a widow." Zhao Minghui stared at Di Cheng fiercely and became angry. He kept talking to Jin Yixuan.
She was still brooding over the matter of dying rather than marrying Lin Yuebin. Although it didn't happen to him, it was even more painful and angrier than if it happened to him! Otherwise, he wouldn't always deliberately find trouble with Jin Yixuan, even ignoring his father's warnings to treat her.
Take action.
"Can you tell me again?"
"What's wrong? Do you want to hit someone? Damn! A murderer is a murderer, and he has no morals at all." Zhao Minghui seemed not to notice the murderous intent in the eyes of the two people in front of him, and casually opened the window behind him and looked down.
The bustling crowd shouted loudly: "Students, call the police, there is a wanted criminal here, call the police quickly, the wanted criminal has killed someone!!"
Wanted criminal?? The cry almost spread throughout the street, and the crowd below all stopped and looked up, looking for the source of the sound.
"Wanted criminal? Is he a wanted criminal?" The girls in the room also looked at Di Cheng with curiosity on their faces, but they couldn't connect this good-looking man with the vicious criminal.
Di Cheng did not take action immediately. He looked around the audience with cold eyes, passing over the faces of the boys one by one: "When Zhao Minghui hurt Jin Yixuan, among you...who was present and who participated?"
Being stared at by Di Cheng's cold and piercing eyes made his heart tremble, and the five best friends couldn't help but turn their faces to the side, no longer showing their usual arrogance and arrogance.
Zhao Minghui frowned, grabbed the shoulders of the two people in front of him, raised his head and shouted to Di Cheng: "All of us are here, what's the matter? Do you want a collective revenge? I tell you Di Cheng, you are too young in front of me.
You are so arrogant, as long as I say a word, I will ensure that you go out sideways today."
He didn't have a good temper, not to mention that the person in front of him was his number one enemy. When he saw him suddenly, he got angry and scolded him rudely. In the meantime, he winked at the boy not far away, telling him to
Call the police immediately.
"If I hadn't given face to that old guy Jin Xueliang, I would still want to fall in love with her." Zhao Minghui didn't think that Di Cheng dared to take action in the presence of hundreds of classmates, so he spoke more and more carelessly.
"Brother Cheng, I want to tear him apart." An angry voice came out from between his teeth. Sha Lang's eyes were bloodshot and he stared at Zhao Minghui. His body was trembling slightly as if he could not suppress the anger in his body.
"Zhao Minghui, in the next life... you'd better change your temper." A voice without any emotion floated out of his mouth. Di Cheng suddenly took a step forward, and his right leg that had been tense for a long time was like a high-strength spring that was stretched to the limit.
, the solid wood dining table suddenly turned to the front.
Bang!! The toes collided fiercely with the wooden table, and the terrifying force spread towards the entire table body. With a sound like an explosion, the wooden table completely shattered. Sawdust, wooden strips, food, dishes, and the fat man on it
Inside, everything burst out and flew around like bullets.
Men and women all over the room screamed and threw themselves to the ground in shock.
Zhao Minghui was also shocked by the horrific explosion scene, his heart contracted, and he hurriedly retreated. But before he could take a few steps back, a big hand suddenly appeared from the lasing debris that filled his sight, and fiercely grabbed his collar.
"One palm for one life, Zhao Minghui, enjoy the fear before death." With a ferocious face, Di Cheng grabbed Zhao Minghui by the collar and rolled him up, spinning him in the air and smashing him against the wall next to him like a sack.
There was a dull thud, a cracking sound of bones, and severe pain rushed straight from his legs to his brain. Zhao Minghui, whose face was full of horror, screamed hoarsely. He had never endured such pain before, and his voice was like
The howling of ghosts and wolves was extremely sad, and the body was trembling and struggling violently.
"Want to leave? It's not this door." Sha Lang's eyes suddenly turned. The next moment, his writhing body fell in front of the two boys who were rolling out. He clasped forward with a pair of big hands and pinched them tightly like pliers.
Hold their necks.
Roar! The roar rolled, Shalang spun on the spot, his lean arms burst out with astonishing power, and he rolled the two people sideways.
After spinning several times on the spot and releasing their hands one after another, the two boys who were so frightened that they peed their pants smashed the glass and were thrown out of the window while screaming, hitting the crowd below.
Wow, I originally thought that the students above were messing around and suddenly exploded, but there was no fear in their eyes, only curiosity. They quickly gathered towards the place where the two people landed, and the scene was close to getting out of control for a while.
"And you!" Shalang roared angrily, striding forward to the other three boys who were paralyzed with fear. Without giving them any chance to beg for mercy or cry out, he grabbed their necks, tore them apart, and wheeled them directly out of the window.
Third floor! Third floor! Nearly six meters high!
The three pampered young men smashed to the ground while struggling and screaming in horror. The two of them had luckily smashed into the crowd before and were not seriously injured, but they... smashed firmly on the concrete floor.
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Bang!! Click! The body trembled violently and rebounded on the spot. Strong blood flowed from the body, head and seven orifices. The three people struggled and twitched randomly, and soon became silent.
"Killing!" took the opportunity for a short time, and all the curious boys and girls around him screamed, turned around in panic, and wanted to run away, but the people behind who had not seen the real scene crowded forward happily, and the scene suddenly fell into chaos.
"Dicheng, do you know who my father is?? If you dare to hurt me even a hair, my father will cut you into pieces." The severe pain made Zhao Minghui's handsome face distorted and ferocious, and his mouth full of blood roared hoarsely.
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Horror and fear, pain and anger, various emotions were entangled in his heart, but Zhao Minghui still did not realize that Di Cheng was not joking, but wanted to... kill him!
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