Xiao Cheng didn't like the fight between Tang Yu and Zhao Jie. In the eyes of a man of his age and experience, their fighting behavior was particularly childish.
Moreover, Tang Yu fought hard and still couldn't beat him. He was really cowardly.
But now Tang Yu told him that some people said that He Bing was a little bastard.
Xiao Cheng's expression changed, his handsome eyebrows were immediately covered with a layer of gloom, and he shot towards Zhao Jie with a hawk-like gaze.
Ever since Xiao Cheng appeared on the stage, he had attracted the attention of the whole audience. Zhao Jie could not ignore it at all. Now Xiao Cheng looked over at him, like a mountain bearing down on him. Zhao Jie's scalp went numb, but he refused to admit defeat and quickly shouted, "Tang Yu
, Am I wrong? Just accept this reality, He Bing is just a broken shoe!"
"you!"
Tang Yu wanted to step forward, but a figure was faster than him, stepping forward as fast as lightning, and then kicked Zhao Jie.
Zhao Jie only felt an extremely sharp and cruel force coming, and kicked him directly on his spine. His spine seemed to be broken, and his throat tasted fishy. With a pop, Zhao Jie immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
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Tang Yu was stunned. Just now Xiao Cheng took action. He raised his powerful long legs and kicked Zhao Jie.
This kick knocked Zhao Jie to the ground, vomiting blood, and he could not get up again.
God, my uncle is really amazing.
Zhao Jie raised his head with difficulty. He looked at Xiao Cheng with a humiliating attitude. Xiao Cheng, who was 1.9 meters tall, stood condescendingly in front of him. If it weren't for the sinister aura on his face, it would be impossible to tell what he had just said.
Take action.
Zhao Jiejie said loudly, "You...who are you?"
Xiao Cheng picked up his trousers, then squatted on one knee in front of Zhao Jie. He stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Jie hard on the face. The corners of his lips drew a lazy and wanton arc, and he whispered a warning.
He said, "Next time if I hear from you that He Bing is a broken shoe, you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow. Do you understand?"
Zhao Jie felt that he was deeply humiliated. He was on par with Tang Yu, but in front of this man, he seemed to have no power to fight back.
Suddenly, Zhao Jie remembered. He looked at Xiao Cheng in horror, "You...are you Xiao Cheng?"
Tang Yu snorted coldly, "Zhao Jie, if you have some knowledge, my uncle is Xiao Cheng!"
Zhao Jie had heard of Xiao Cheng's name, but he didn't expect that this person was Xiao Cheng himself!
"Master Cheng, wipe your hands." At this time, his subordinate handed over a piece of clean square silk.
Xiao Cheng stood up, took Fang Juan and wiped his hand casually, then dropped it on Zhao Jie ruthlessly and wildly.
Zhao Jie was a powerful man in Hongkou, but this time he suffered a huge setback on Xiao Cheng. He was humiliated in every possible way but was unable to resist. Zhao Jie dug his nails into the floor in anger, drawing blood from his hand.
At this time, Xiao Cheng gently raised his eyelids, and his dark dark eyes faintly glanced at the faces of the second-generation ancestors, without any expression, but full of intimidation.
Those second-generation ancestors were too scared to move. Zhao Jie was like this. Their lives were not enough to survive. "Cheng...Cheng Master, don't worry, we are very strict with our mouths.
No, it’s not, we didn’t hear anything today!”
"Yes, we don't know anything, and we will never say anything bad about He Bing!"
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