Yoho!

Ling Duzhi stopped, rolled up his sleeves, and turned around hideously: "I'm giving A Xue a face. If you don't know anything like you, are you still fucking excited?"

He is a clerk and has followed many martial artists in Huacheng, a place where national martial arts are flourishing.

All Xingyi Bagua and Wingchun Hongquan have been practiced.

And he has a good talent, and everyone in the Huacheng National Art Circle knows the number of Ling Duzhi.

Therefore, facing the unshaven Chen Qingzhi, Ling Duzhi was disdainful from the bottom of his heart.

He stretched out his finger and gestured: "Old man, I'll give you one hand!"

Old man?

Chen Qingzhi touched his beard and shook his head speechlessly.

But in three years, have you become so old?

Also, even a waste like Ling Duzhi looks down on him?

The world has changed.

Chen Qingzhi slowly stepped forward.

Ling Feixue was anxious. She had seen Chen Qingzhi's methods with her own eyes, and was directly blocking Ling Duzhi at this time.

"Mr. Chen, okay, shouldn't you do this? You are a Baozhitang employee now. Can you beat the leader above? Also, what did you tell my sister? She is a little girl and is ignorant at all. Don't you harm her, okay?"

Ling Feixue was so anxious that Brother Chen stopped shouting, and his tone was threatening.

With a snap, Chen Qingzhi slapped her in the face.

"I really think I don't hit a woman? Ling Feixue, I know very well what you did. Get out of here now, otherwise I will hit you like!"

Ling Feixue covered her face and couldn't believe it.

Have you been beaten?

Still such a slap?

Ling Duzhi rushed up with a whistle, "You fucking dare to hit my woman..."

Bang!

He kicked Chen Qingzhi in the chest, but before he could even kick, Chen Qingzhi pointed his finger at his ankle.

With a crisp sound, Ling Duzhi let out a scream that was not like a human voice.

His ankle was broken.

Chen Qingzhi stepped forward coldly, but he still had a finger.

flutter!

Ling Duzhi watched the finger pointing to his shoulder, but he felt like he was hit head-on by a large truck.

The boy flew upside down and hit the car behind him.

Ling Feixue was terrified, hesitated for a moment, and immediately hid behind the car.

She took out her cell phone and shivered to find someone.

prick!

The cell phone flew up and was crushed by Chen Qingzhi on the spot.

The mobile phone turned into parts and fell down. Chen Qingzhi raised his punch and hit the car in front of him.

The tires exploded on the spot, the hood flew up, and black smoke rose from the whole car!

Ling Duzhi, who was lying on the ground, was about to pop out his eyes.

Is this true?

Not dreaming?

Is this kind of power still a fucking human?

Seeing Chen Qingzhi coming over again, Ling Duzhi cried and his pants were wet.

"Which hand hit A Shuang just now?" Chen Qingzhi leaned over without expression: "Which hand?"

Ling Duzhi was frightened: "Brother, I was wrong. I am just a garbage, a waste. You can show mercy!"

Chen Qingzhi frowned: "If you don't say it? Then just use both hands together!"

Titicaca!

Ling Du's wrists broke.

After the car was emitting black smoke, Ling Feixue stood up in a panic, screamed and turned around and ran away.

Chen Qingzhi leaned over and took out Ling Duzhi's cell phone: "Climb by yourself! The car exploded immediately!"

Throw his cell phone to him, let him crawl away by himself, and call him to find an ambulance.

However, Chen Qingzhi leisurely inspected the house and walked onto the road in the background of the car exploding.

He called a car: "Go to the Crystal Restaurant! Drive quickly, I'll give you ten times the fare!"

The driver was galloping rapidly, taking a small path, and using everything he wanted.

Chen Qingzhi was very satisfied with this speed and transferred one million yuan directly on his mobile phone!

"Your skills are good, but this car is a bit garbage. Go back and buy a good car and leave me a phone number. I will call your car when I need it in the future!"

The express driver with a small flat head was stunned and looked at his mobile phone account in disbelief.

It's true, it's really one million!

He shivered and left his cell phone number, watching Chen Qingzhi leave before he breathed: "I have met the God of Wealth! He asked me to buy a car, which means to help him drive in the future?"

This young man was so blessed that he had no intention of running away after 1 million, but instead thought about this matter seriously.

At this time, Chen Qingzhi stepped into the Crystal Restaurant.

Li Xiaotian has almost booked the venue here, and it is all friends invited by Mr. Li. On the left is from Baozhitang, and on the right is Li Xiaotian's friend outside.

Men and women, with beautiful scenery, singing songs in the largest private room in the rotating restaurant.

Ling Feishuang sat alone in the corner, looking at the lively scene opposite him blankly.

Chen Qingzhi walked to her and sat down.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" he said lightly.

Ling Feishuang couldn't help but hold his hand, the warm hand.
Chapter completed!