"Say another word and try!" Bai Xiaojun was furious. He knew that the man named Chen was very good at fighting. Even the crazy woman Assistant Tang was no match for him. But as the saying goes, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives.
He was raised by his parents and grew up eating rice. I don’t believe he is not afraid of big blades!
What's more, two fists can't beat four hands, a good tiger is afraid of a pack of wolves, and the man named Chen doesn't have three heads and six arms. With so many brothers around him, why can't he be dealt with?
Young Master Bai had this idea in mind, but Young Master Hao didn't think so in his mind. After all, he was the young head of the Shichang Group. When he was a child, he was played with by his uncles, and he also heard them tell some stories about the world.
If what ordinary people said, Hao Shuai would have gone in from his left ear and out from his right ear, but he couldn't help but not believe the story about his uncle and his father...
After all, the Hao family also has a secret identity, which is that they are members of the Five Thunder Alliance. Well, although Ma Daoqiang and Hao Shichang are only outer disciples in the family, they have never eaten pork and have seen pigs running away. Those inner disciples
Of course they know how powerful the disciples are.
As a result, Master Hao has been taught by the words and deeds of his fathers since he was a child, and he knows that there are some people in this society who cannot be offended - at the very least, it is never advisable to fight them in person, as a good man will not suffer the consequences of the moment.
Some time ago, the fight between Caesar and Shichang was very fierce. The two sides even ignored the rules and fought, smashing the store and hurting people!
Mr. Hao remembers very clearly that his father and uncle were very confident at first, saying that they wanted to teach the young people a lesson and let them know what is dangerous in the world and what is high and high.
Unexpectedly, one night, a man with a white beard came to the house, holding an injured and bleeding guy in his arms. A group of people immediately entered the basement and locked the door tightly. It was mysterious and unknown.
What the hell are you doing...
To this day, Hao Shuai still can't figure out the content of the adults' conversation that night, but one thing is certain: since then, the fierce conflict between Caesar and Shichang has inexplicably stopped, and no one mentioned it for a long time.
Once it grows, it will pass.
As one of the three most famous villains among Caesars, Chen Tairan naturally left a shadow in Master Hao's heart. Although he is no longer with Caesars, Master Hao still remembers Uncle Qiang's advice: No one with the surname Chen
He's so easy to mess with that no one can mess with him.
Tonight's encounter was beyond Mr. Hao's expectation. The reverie that he originally wanted to taste the delicious food of a foreign girl disappeared the moment he saw a certain guy.
Poor Young Master Bai didn't know all this, and kept yelling curses. Hao Shuai couldn't hold him back, so he broke free of his arm, grabbed a plate of food on the table, and threw it at it!
Originally, Chen Tairan didn't bother to fight, but then he thought, no, there was Xiao Min behind him, so this guy waved his hand, and the plate immediately changed its angle slightly, and the dishes and juices inside, wow!
La splashed all over the lobby manager.
"Fuck!" The manager suddenly became angry and opened his mouth, but couldn't curse.
You must know that Chen Tairan's palm was very clever. His palm moved the plate in the air and changed its trajectory. The distance was at least twenty centimeters. No one who could talk nonsense would be able to say that this was what he did.
It's true that the manager was "splashed", but what can he say? You must know that the person who smashed the plate was Mr. Bai Xiaojun, and they didn't dare to talk nonsense because of their courage.
Young Master Bai grabbed the wine bottle and was about to smash it again, but was suddenly slapped on the shoulder. He looked back angrily, and before he could even curse, he was slapped again on the face!
To be honest, this moment really stunned Mr. Bai. He didn’t read the almanac when he went out today, so he encountered a “slap in the face”, right? How could a man or a ghost dare to touch him!?
"Child, listen to me, pay your money and leave. The most fortunate thing for you now is that you can still stand and talk to me while yelling, instead of twisting your head seven or eight times and rolling on the ground.
You were kicked like a ball by me." Classmate Tang wiped his hands and shook his head, with an expression like "I hit you for your own good", which was very irritating.
A bunch of young men can't stand it anymore. Where are these bastards from? They dare to touch Brother Jun!
Clark Tang couldn't help but smile when he saw a group of young men charging at him with wine bottles and chairs. In front of someone, of course he couldn't kill people and set fires, but he didn't need to do anything to deal with a bunch of half-grown brats.
So violent.
But when he raised his arm, Bai Xiaojun's 1.8-meter body was lifted into the air by him, unable to move, just like an eagle catching a chicken. The visual impact was full!
"Come on, say hello to him if you need anything, you're welcome." Clark Tang carried Bai Xiaojun around with one arm, without any difficulty at all.
"Put down my Jun brother!" Xiao He from the Taekwondo Club shouted sharply, but his voice clearly lacked confidence.
When Clark Tang heard this, he suddenly threw his hand away. Bai Xiaojun, a tall man, flew out like a cannonball and hit Xiao He, knocking him to the ground. The remaining momentum was not gone, and he was knocked over.
several people.
Although the visual effect of this hand is very strong, it is actually nothing. Mr. Scalpel is an A-level master, and his ability to control force is very strong. He can only knock down a bunch of brats and it will be done. What should I do?
Let Chen Tairan make the decision, he is too lazy to deal with it.
A group of young men stood up with gritted teeth, their eyes full of hatred. As for Young Master Bai, he was pinched by Clark Tang for a while. At this time, his face turned purple and he sat on the ground breathing heavily.
Yu Xiaoman hurriedly came to help him. He couldn't care less in his desperation. While massaging Bai Xiaojun's shoulders and neck, he comforted her softly: "How is it? Is this strength good? Does it hurt?"
Mr. Bai was speechless for a moment and could only shake his head to indicate that he was fine. In fact, Clark Tang was not very harsh. He was a strong young man who often played basketball and practiced Taekwondo. He could still withstand such a degree of impact.
However, the psychological impact is a bit severe and I need to take it easy.
Yu Xiaoman didn't know this and thought something was wrong with Mr. Bai. His little face suddenly turned red, he pointed at Chen Tairan and cursed angrily: "You...why are you so unreasonable? Is the underworld so amazing?"
Can the underworld just beat up people?"
"Me? Unreasonable??" Chen Tairan couldn't laugh or cry, thinking to himself, you silly girl has been watching the show for a long time, but you still don't understand it? This IQ... Hey, no wonder people often say that big breasts have no brains, and it really does mean something.
Reasonable.
The guy stared at a certain part of Yu Xiaoman's body that was rising and falling due to anger, grinned, and smiled: "Okay, Assistant Yu said I'm a gangster, so let's leave it at that. Hey, you guys!" He suddenly shouted
There was a sound, which scared Hao Shuai and others.
"If you want to do something, do it in the morning. Don't squirm like a little girl. Have you grown any eggs?"
