Han Sanqian's words made those little bastards laugh. This little kid's tone was really loud. Looking at his posture, he wanted to stand up for others without even looking at what he was.
"Boy, I advise you to get out as soon as possible, there is still a chance." Huang Mao said to Han Sanqian disdainfully.
"Let me ask you, who is your boss?" Han Sanqian said.
"Boy, who is my boss and what does it have to do with you? Are you still qualified to see my boss?" Huang Mao said with a smile.
"Get out of here quickly, don't waste our time."
"Boy, if you want to be a hero, you have to look at your own abilities. Do you know what these guys are holding? It's not that comfortable to be hit by this thing. With your small body, I'm afraid you'll die.
."
Han Sanqian shook his head helplessly. Only then did he realize that talking nonsense to these people was a complete waste of time. How could these guys take him seriously?
"Really, I want to try it." Han Sanqian said lightly.
When the boss's wife heard this, she quickly said: "My child, you'd better leave quickly, you can't afford to offend these people."
"Auntie, I'll take care of this matter." Han Sanqian shouted subconsciously. This was the name he used to call the boss's wife, but their relationship is not so familiar yet.
The landlady frowned slightly. Although she had seen this child before, she didn't have a deep impression. How could she call her aunt?
Those little bastards lost their patience when they saw that Han Sanqian could not shed tears without seeing the coffin.
Huang Mao looked at one of his subordinates.
The man walked up to Han Sanqian with the steel pipe in hand, grinned and said, "Little brother, don't blame me for being too harsh. You brought this on yourself."
After saying that, the man waved the steel pipe, preparing to teach Han Sanqian a painful lesson.
But before he could swing it, Han Sanqian punched him in the face, causing him to fall backwards, fall to the ground and cover his face, screaming in pain.
Huang Mao was stunned. He didn't expect that this kid actually had two hands, so he had no choice but to take action himself.
But Huang Mao's fate was no different from that of his younger brother. After all, their opponent was Han Sanqian, a being who once almost ruled Xuanyuan World. If Linlong hadn't appeared, Han Sanqian would definitely be the most powerful person in Xuanyuan World.
Strong!
When Huang Mao also fell, those people panicked and looked at Han Sanqian, all showing some fear.
I thought to myself how could this little kid be so good at fighting? He must have met some master.
"What are you doing standing still? Come on together." Huang Mao roared through gritted teeth.
Han Sanqian bent down, picked up a steel pipe on the ground, and said calmly: "Are you sure you want to fight? I just used my fist, and I don't know how hard this steel pipe is."
The group of people suddenly froze on the spot, and no one dared to take the initiative to take action against Han Sanqian.
This kind of bastard is not a very capable person, and the reason why he dares to be arrogant is to bully the weak by relying on the strength of the crowd. When he really encounters powerful characters, he is just a group of cowards.
Han Sanqian was so powerful at this moment that they dared not act rashly, and they did not dare to treat Han Sanqian as a child who could be bullied at will.
The landlady was a little surprised. She didn't expect that such a child could actually make these bastards docile.
As for Chen Ling, seeing the hero's admiration in her eyes, the little girl seemed to have a budding heart. Although she still couldn't understand what kind of feeling it was, she knew that she liked the little brother in front of her very much.
"Take me to see your boss." Han Sanqian said to Huang Mao.
Huang Mao gritted his teeth and looked at the other men. He didn't even dare to move. He definitely couldn't beat the kid in front of him.
But it doesn't matter, since he wants to see the boss, give him this opportunity.
When they arrived at their own territory, Huang Mao didn't believe that he couldn't subdue a little brat.
"Okay, if you want to meet, I'll take you there, but don't regret it." Huang Mao said.
Han Sanqian threw away the steel pipe and said, "These two words have never appeared in my life dictionary."
After saying that, Han Sanqian took the lead and walked out of the bean juice shop.
The gangsters saw this and followed closely.
"Mom, is my brother in danger?" Chen Ling asked the landlady with a worried look.
The landlady is also very worried. After all, he is just a child, but this is not a matter that the landlady can help with.
"It should be fine, Ling'er, don't worry." These words of the landlady were a bit unconscionable, but as an ordinary woman, there was really nothing she could do.
But Chen Ling is just a child. She firmly believes in her mother's words, so she thinks Han Sanqian will be fine, and didn't she just knock down two of them.
"Brother is so awesome." Chen Ling said with a blushing face.
Han Sanqian followed Huang Mao and others to an entertainment city. The environment was relatively dirty, and none of the gamblers inside looked like rich people. They should be designed to trick ordinary people. Judging from these
, Huang Mao’s boss is probably just a minor character.
Of course, even a big shot on the road is not worth mentioning to Han Sanqian. With his current strength, no matter how powerful he is, it will not be too difficult to deal with him.
"It seems that you guys are not doing well." Han Sanqian said calmly.
Being ridiculed by Han Sanqian, Huang Mao wished he could trample Han Sanqian on the ground and ravage him. However, after thinking about Han Sanqian's ability to fight, he could only suppress his anger temporarily. Anyway, he had already reached his own territory. As long as he waited for the boss to speak, he could vent his anger.
opportunity.
Walk into an office.
It's not so much an office as it is a room, because there is no office. Instead, there is a bed. A middle-aged man with greasy hair is holding a little girl with colorful hair in his arms, wearing fishnet stockings and dressed up.
Just like a street girl.
"Boss." Huang Mao shouted.
The middle-aged man didn't even look at Huang Mao and said, "Is the money coming back?"
"Boss, something happened." Huang Mao said weakly.
"Fuck, you can't handle this little thing, what's the use of you? Damn it, you might as well go eat shit." The middle-aged man cursed.
"Boss, this kid ruined our good deeds, and he wants to see you," Huang Mao said.
The middle-aged man raised his head, but when he saw Han Sanqian, he became even more angry.
Just a little kid can ruin their good deeds. How could a group of people not even be able to deal with a kid?
"Huang Mao, are you fucking kidding me? How can he, such a little loser, ruin your business?" the middle-aged man said angrily.
