Ding Xueqing was grateful for Xia Xiaoyu's actions, but disapproved of Xia Xiaoyu's recklessness.
However, what happened has happened, and she can't do anything about it.
At this time, she only hoped that Xia Xiaoyu would not lose his life because of their mother and daughter.
She was very anxious. She glanced at her daughter who was watching with wide eyes in her arms, and immediately raised her hands to cover her eyes. She didn't want her daughter to see the horrific and bloody scene.
"You're a boy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"
Ding Xueqing thought so, and so did Yasang. He looked at Xia Xiaoyu with cold eyes, "If you want to be a hero, you have to pay a price!"
He didn't take Xia Xiaoyu seriously at all. These subordinates were carefully selected by him as fighting masters. Normally, it would be no problem for one to fight three, but now it would be no problem for more than a dozen to fight one person.
So, he sneered and took out a cigarette, stood aside and smoked while watching the show, but he was thinking about how to force Ding Xueqing and her daughter to hand over the house photos and sign the contract!
However, the next second, the sneer on his face immediately solidified.
Bang bang bang...
I saw his men flying away in all directions one after another like kites with broken strings, and fell hard to the ground of the beef noodle restaurant.
"Oh my god..."
Yasang looked at his subordinates who were in mourning everywhere, and at Xia Xiaoyu who was completely unharmed, with shock written all over his face.
A dozen of them hit each other, and they were all knocked down in the blink of an eye. How is this possible?
If your eyes are dazzled, you must be dazzled yourself.
However, after he rubbed his eyes, he had to believe that this was true.
Why is that stinky beggar so powerful?
Seeing this scene, Yasang broke into cold sweat on his forehead and turned pale.
No matter how stupid he is, he still knows that he has hit a brick wall and met a legendary master!
"He...he won?"
Ding Xueqing looked at all this with great surprise, feeling as unreal as a dream.
One person easily defeated a dozen people, and it only took a few seconds. This kind of thing only happens in novels and TV series.
Or maybe only special forces can do it!
Will he be a special soldier? If he is really a special soldier, then her husband will be saved. As long as the person in front of him reports the situation, Ding Xueqing believes that Mr. Mo, Yasang and others will be punished by law.
"Uncle is so awesome! Mom, I also want to learn kung fu and protect you and dad when I grow up!"
Yaya didn't know when she broke away from Ding Xueqing's big hand. She had a panoramic view of the scene just now. Seeing this wonderful scene, she clapped happily.
Although she is young and is still just a child in the eyes of adults, she knows what is good and bad, and she also knows everything that happens at home.
How could she be happy now that she saw Xia Xiaoyu knocking down the bad guys?
"Brother Yasang, right?"
After beating the person, Xia Xiaoyu picked up Yasang's burning cigarette that fell to the ground, came to Yasang, and stuffed the cigarette into Yasang's mouth, "Who did you just say you wanted to beat to death?"
"I, I..."
Yasang looked horrified, sweating profusely, and said in a trembling voice: "No, I didn't say anything. You heard me wrong."
At this time, he had already been frightened by Xia Xiaoyu's terror. When Xia Xiaoyu stood in front of him, he felt as if the God of Death was standing in front of him, with an invisible sickle on his neck.
Wherever he had the courage to resist, he was already scared to death.
Xia Xiaoyu exuded murderous aura. How could this invisible murderous aura be endured by an ordinary person like Yasang?
"Go away, if you come here again to cause trouble, I will kill you!" Xia Xiaoyu stared at Yasang coldly.
That cold gaze was like a sharp blade, piercing Yasang's heart, freezing all the blood in his body and preventing it from flowing.
"I don't dare, I don't dare anymore!"
Yasang was so frightened that he almost peed. He hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Grandpa, I was wrong. I will never dare to come here to make trouble again. Please let us go."
As he spoke, he kowtowed, and soon blood began to flow from his forehead.
He was really scared. He had seen the look in Xia Xiaoyu's eyes before from a real underground power boss. It was a kind of murderous aura that only people who had killed people could have.
Yasang was sure that the homeless man in front of him must be a wanted murderer.
As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes.
Yasang is a native of this town and has a family, while the other party is alone. If he offends the other party, maybe he will be exterminated.
It's not like I haven't heard of this kind of thing before.
The more he thought about Yasang, the more frightened he became, and he no longer had the courage to resist.
"Is this... is this true? Yasang actually knelt down for him..." Ding Xueqing looked at this scene in disbelief.
Yasang was known to be a vicious and desperate man, but now he was so frightened that a homeless man knelt down and begged for mercy without even being beaten. It was unbelievable.
She pinched her thigh and it hurt.
Then he raised his head and looked blankly at Xia Xiaoyu, feeling that this person was more pleasing to the eye than before.
"Go away!"
Xia Xiaoyu glanced at Yasang coldly, "Remember your words, otherwise, I guarantee you will not die well!"
His tone of voice was very calm, but he exuded a powerful murderous aura that enveloped Yasang, making Yasang feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar. He hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, I will never dare to come here again!"
"roll!"
Xia Xiaoyu said one word calmly.
Suddenly, Yasang stood up hurriedly as if he had been granted amnesty. Even his subordinates ignored him and ran outside in a hurry.
However, at this moment, a foreign young man with tough features appeared at the door, punched Yasang back, and fell heavily at Xia Xiaoyu's feet.
After doing this, the young man stared at Xia Xiaoyu, his eyes full of hostility.
"Huh?" Xia Xiaoyu looked at this foreign young man.
One punch knocked Yasang away, which shows that this young man has amazing strength and is obviously not an ordinary person.
The foreign young man was carrying a backpack, staring at Xia Xiaoyu with a cold tone, and said in fluent Chinese: "Your kung fu is very complex, but I can see traces of Chen Yunhe in it. As far as I know, Chen Yunhe
My martial arts will not be passed on to outsiders, so who are you?"
His tone was full of accusations, scolding and strong hatred, as if Xia Xiaoyu was his father-killing enemy.
"Do you know Chen Yunhe?" Xia Xiaoyu was startled.
He was very puzzled that the other party meant that he could see the shadow of his master in his martial arts.
However, Xia Xiaoyu had never heard that Chen Yunhe knew such a young man. Could it be that he was the master's illegitimate son?
It is possible that he has so many master wives, who can guarantee whether the master will have other women outside.
"My name is Chen Yuquan, and Chen Yunhe is my great grandfather!"
The young man stared at Xia Xiaoyu coldly and said word by word: "Our Chen family's kung fu will not be spread to outsiders. Who are you?"