Cheng Wan's words immediately diverted the conflict away. The three of them looked at Cheng Wan together. Han Baihang removed Zhao San's collar and asked, "What happened?"
Cheng Wan finally regained his breath and said, "It's Miss Lan Chun, she..."
Before he finished speaking, Han Baihang pushed Cheng Wan away and ran downstairs. Looking at Han Baihang's hurried back, Zhao San could not help but frown and said: "A beauty is a disaster."
"How about we help him solve this trouble before we leave?" Li Si asked tentatively, and Cheng Wan also cast a questioning look.
Although the time they spent together was short, Zhao San's flexible mind and unpredictable methods had completely conquered Cheng Wan. With such a person by his side, it didn't mean that he would be victorious in every battle.
If there are any problems that cannot be dealt with, there will always be someone to ask them.
Zhao San stood at the door and did not answer Li Si's words. After a moment of silence, Zhao San said softly: "This is the last time. We will leave as soon as we are done."
Li Si grinned widely and said, "I know, I know. Let's go quickly. Han Baihang looks so hurried, so don't make any trouble."
Zhao San nodded and took the lead and walked out. Cheng Wan and Li Si exchanged a look and both understood what the other meant and knew how to make Zhao San stay.
Walking into the lobby of the hotel, everyone gathered around. Dong Biwu fell to the ground, holding his bloody forehead. Lu Lanchun looked at him with a worried look.
Han Baihang protected the two of them behind him and faced off against a young man in his early twenties. After a cursory glance at the scene outside the court, Zhao San had already guessed something.
The young master must have coveted Lu Lanchun's beauty and came forward to tease her. Dong Biwu was beaten when Cheng Wan came to tip off the news.
While thinking about Zhao San, he walked up to Han Baihang and glanced at the young master opposite. He was wearing a snow-white suit and a straight slicked back hair, a narrow face, a sharp mouth, a big nose and a sinister air.
Han Baihang glanced sideways at Zhao San and said coldly: "Didn't you leave?"
Zhao San pushed up his glasses and said: "Let's leave as soon as this matter is done. It won't take much time. How troublesome is it?"
Han Baihang sighed: "It's more troublesome than you think. His name is Lu Xiaojia, Lu Yongxiang's son."
Zhao San asked: "Is this the Zhejiang governor Lu Yongxiang?"
Han Baihang nodded and said, "That's him."
Zhao San pushed up his glasses and said, "It's much more troublesome than I thought."
"Hey, what are you two whispering about?" Before Lu Xiaojia could speak, the dog leg next to him started shouting. Seeing that his hands were still bloody, he was probably the one who just hit him. He was really a good dog leg.
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"Do you think calling two more people will work?" Seeing that Han Baihang and the two were silent, the dog-legger couldn't help but continue barking: "Do you know who my young master is? Marshal Lu's young master!"
The bitch became more and more excited as he talked, his face turned red, as if he was Lu Yongxiang's son.
Hearing this, the onlookers also began to talk, and when they looked at Han Baihang and the two of them, they couldn't help but feel a little more sympathetic.
The name Lu Xiaojia can be said to be known to everyone in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. He is a typical playboy who does everything except business and good things.
Seeing that his bitch was still bragging, Lu Xiaojia stopped him impatiently, "Shut up."
After speaking, Lu Xiaojia's eyes fell on Lu Lanchun's bumpy body, her eyes widened as if they were about to fall out, and there was a glistening line of saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth.
"Who is that? I've fallen in love with that girl. Send her to my room now."
Lu Xiaojia wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and couldn't help but rub her hands.
This ugly appearance all fell into Han Baihang's eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart, and slapped Lu Xiaojia directly on the face.
Han Baihang used all his strength with this palm, and he couldn't help but add a little more force when he was angry. Lu Xiaojia was an ignorant young man who had never practiced any martial arts, and his body had been hollowed out by smoking.
At this time, Han Baihang's powerful and heavy palm was how he could bear it. His face suddenly swelled, and his body spun in the air for a long time before falling heavily to the ground. Most of his teeth fell out and he vomited mixed with blood.
come out.
"You take action as soon as you think of a solution?" Zhao San said with a somewhat dissatisfied tone.
Han Baihang said nonchalantly: "Don't worry about it, I'll fight first and think of a solution. But it feels pretty good. Do you want to try it?"
When everyone saw Han Baihang slap Lu Xiaojia, they resisted the urge to applaud and took a step back, for fear of getting involved with Han Baihang and the others.
Han Baihang glanced at the unconscious Lu Xiaojia, curled his lips and said, "It's just one slap and it's over. Let's go."
As Han Baihang turned around and was about to leave with his men, a dozen of Lu Xiaojia's lackeys rushed up and surrounded Han Baihang and others. The lackey who had just beaten Dong Biwu looked at Han Baihang with a gloomy look and said, "This is it.
Want to leave? If you dare to hit my young master, you must be tired of living!"
"You reminded me that there is still one thing I haven't done yet." Han Baihang looked at him and said to Li Si beside him: "I leave it to you, be gentle."
Li Si grinned and said, "Don't worry, I'll make a measured move."
When Gouji saw that the people were not afraid, but were still chatting and laughing, he was immediately carried away by anger, shouted to his brothers, and rushed towards Han Baihang and others.
Seeing that the fight started, the onlookers dispersed like a tide, leaving a spacious place for everyone. Facing a dozen enemies, Han Baihang and others didn't seem worried at all. Han Baihang hugged Lu
Lan Chun asked softly, "Are you not injured?"
Lu Lanchun seemed to be very frightened by Lu Xiaojia, her face turned pale and her body was trembling non-stop.
At this time, Lu Xiaojia's dog legs also rushed up. Li Si was seen putting on a boxing stance, the smile on his face faded, and an inexplicable momentum suddenly emerged, like a big mountain standing still and unshakable.
Li Si drew his arm in front of his chest, his movements were slow and his punches were soft, but the dog legs that rushed towards him flew backwards at a faster speed.
A dozen doglegs were all lying on the ground in less than a minute, and the one with the least injury had a broken leg.
Han Baihang looked at the wailing doglegs and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Didn't I ask you to be gentler?"
Li Si scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "I started very lightly!"
Han Baihang pouted and said, "Forget it, let's go."
Everyone was about to leave when suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air behind Han Baihang, who broke into a cold sweat from behind.