For ordinary people, there is nothing wrong with cherishing life and staying away from "garbage people"!
If these "garbage people" are vindictive people, and you provoke them and get beaten up by them, you will suffer a big loss.
Therefore, stay away from "garbage people" and live a better life.
However, for a master like Ye Zihao, it is best to use the simplest, most direct, and most violent method to deal with "garbage people".
And pretense happens every year, but there are so many today, and there is one right in front of me!
Faced with the arrogance of the bad gambler, Ye Zihao thought it would be best to use violence to solve the problem.
"Brother Qiang, right? They say, 'Leave a gleam in your life so that we can meet each other easily in the future.' Do you understand this truth?"
Ye Zihao said with a cold expression.
"I'll keep your mother, and I'll discuss it with you after I'm married to your mother." Lan Qianqiang had an awesome and coaxing look on his face, and his expression could no longer be described as arrogant.
"When you curse someone, you don't curse your relatives! Don't you fucking understand this?"
Say it!
Ye Zihao kicked Luo Gongqiang without any warning.
"Ah...ah! Ah!"
Seeing this, Bad Gambling screamed at the top of his lungs, flew backwards, and hit his car hard.
"Bang!"
His body hit the car's front windshield directly. The huge impact force caused the front windshield to burst.
The glass instantly formed into the shape of snowflakes, and the mirror surface cracked like a spider web.
Lu Gongqiang grimaced in pain. He felt that his back was in pain from the impact, as if it was being burned.
No matter how you say it, you are still a figure in the Tao. Now that you are being bullied like this, will you be willing to be a bad gambler?
Won't!
His face was all red, and even his neck had veins bulging out.
He roared at the top of his lungs and cursed: "Fuck...fuck you! You...you fucking dare...dare to hit me? Ouch! It hurts me so much, come...someone! Beat him to death! Come on!"
...If something happens, I will take responsibility! Hurry!"
"Yes! Brother Qiang!"
When the others saw this, they responded angrily.
At this time, a fat man seemed to want to stand out, so he stood up first, pointed at Ye Hao and cursed: "Son of a bitch! How dare you hit my strong brother? I'm the first one not to do it.
Let you go!"
"Brother! I advise you not to point your finger at others, it's very rude!"
Ye Zihao's expression turned gloomy and he reminded him.
"I'm a gangster, how can you be polite to me?" the fat pig retorted unhappily.
"In that case, I won't be polite to you anymore."
Say it!
Ye Zihao exerted force on his toes, jumped up high, and then used a whirlwind kick in the air.
"I... fight!"
Ye Zihao yelled and cursed, and when his whirlwind kick came out, it was so fast that it seemed to form a whirlwind in the air.
"Bang!"
The next second, the fat man was kicked by him.
The heavy body was kicked away directly and flew towards the bad gambler.
"No...no! Don't!"
Seeing the fat man's bulky body flying towards him, Luan Qiang was so frightened that he even peed.
He wanted to avoid it, but his body was in pain and refused to obey.
result!
His body was hit directly by the fat man.
"Bang!"
The fat man's bulky body exploded with an astonishing impact, and he and the glass fell directly into the carriage.
The bad gambler behind him was in great pain. He felt as if he had just been hit by a truck.
Now, the fat man's body weighing more than 200 kilograms was pressing on him, and he felt like he was about to be crushed.
"Damn fat pig! I usually... bark... to tell you to lose weight, ouch! I'm crushed to death! Ouch!"
The pain was excruciating. Being pressed down by a fat man weighing over 200 pounds would be uncomfortable for anyone.
"What a bastard!"
"This guy is quite capable, let's all join in!"
"good!"
…
After other gangsters saw this, they rushed up in groups, as if they wanted to work together to capture Ye Zihao.
But no matter how much garbage there is, it’s still garbage!
Ye Zihao smiled coldly, then ran forward and rushed forward.
Kick the ground!
Take off!
Let’s fly together!
Powerful Vajra Legs!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
…
It was as if he could fly, his legs were incredibly fast, and there were only afterimages left in the air.
And these gangsters were kicked very pitifully by him.
Face!
nose!
mouth!
Almost no part is intact!
After Ye Zihao landed, he slowly stood up straight. He patted the dust on his shoes, sneered disdainfully, and said lightly, "Trash!"
Seeing these gangsters lying on the ground moaning in pain, no one had the power to fight back.
"Ni...Ni Ma! Master?"
"Is this... is this guy in a kung fu movie? Why... why is he so good?"
"Oh! Just now I said he was a coward. It turns out that he doesn't want to take action. Once he takes action, he will kill instantly!"
…
Suddenly, everyone onlookers looked shocked.
Especially those who previously called Ye Zihao trash, a coward, and a coward were now slapped in the face.
It’s not that people don’t dare to say anything, they just look down upon it!
Nima!
What a low-key master!
Everyone was so emotional.
However, at this moment, someone on the scene shouted loudly.
"Oh shit!"
"Everyone, please disperse. Who the hell dares to cause trouble in my Qianbao territory? Get out of here!"
At this time, Qian Bao's angry scolding came from the scene.
When Bad Gambling heard Qian Bao's voice, he became excited.
He and Qian Bao still had some friendship, but now that he was beaten, Qian Bao couldn't ignore it, right?
So, he angrily pushed away the fat man who was pressing on him, and cursed: "Fuck you! Fat man, get the hell out of my way! Brother Leopard is here!"
soon!
Luan Qianqiang climbed out of the car and ran to Qian Bao. With a mournful expression, he pointed at Ye Zihao and cursed: "Brother Bao! You... you want to avenge me! Just... this bastard
Hit me with eggs!"
Qian Bao glanced at Ye Zihao, with a playful smile on his lips, and then asked, "Oh? A bad gambler! How do you want me to teach him a lesson?"
"How to teach me a lesson?"
"First of all, slap him dozens of times and let me calm down, brother!"
Bad Gambling said angrily.
"Slap?"
Qian Bao asked and said.
"Yes! Slap! Slap hard! Slap so hard! You won't even recognize your mother!"
Luan Gong gritted his teeth, glared at Ye Zihao angrily, and cursed.
"Oh? Is this how you fan?"
Qian Bao smiled playfully, but the next second, his expression suddenly became angry, and then with all his strength, he slapped the bad gambler in the face.