Chapter Thirty-Eight Vent
Seeing his eldest son being beaten by a child, the peach blossoms bloomed, Qinghou'er's subordinates didn't believe in their eyes. Many people suspected that they were dazzled and tried their best to wipe their eyes with their hands.
Everyone on the street had previously seen a child dared to stop Qinghouer, and they were worried for Yang Tian. Although Yang Tian was not dressed like an ordinary person, Qinghouer was a famous gangster. If he offended him, he would at least suffer a loss in front of him. However, when he expected that the situation was unexpected, Qinghouer was beaten to the point of being beaten without the power of backhand. The onlookers were secretly happy. If it weren't for the fear of Qinghouer's usual majesty, someone would have applauded.
Qinghouer rubbed her lower abdomen and touched her chin again. There was only one feeling: it hurts. It hurts so fuckingly, why is a child's hand so strong?
He pointed at Yang Tian and was about to speak, but Yang Tian's foot was already kicking, kicking Qinghou'er's lower body. Qinghou'er seemed to hear a click below him, and his descendants seemed to be about to break into two sections. He let out a shocking scream.
Qinghouer's younger brothers finally reacted. Several people stepped forward to support Qinghouer's crumbling body, and several people rushed towards Yang Tian with great momentum. While walking, they cursed: "Baby, you dare to mess with our Master Qing, you are dead."
Yang Tian's guards behind him changed their faces, but Yang Tian issued a death order at the beginning and refused to let them help. He had to try to get close to the scene of the fight and prepare for the young master to rush in to rescue immediately as soon as he suffered a loss.
Yang Tian punched Qing Houer twice and kicked him again. The humiliation in his heart suddenly subsided. Seeing Qing Houer's subordinates rushing up, just in his heart, he raised his foot and kicked a thug rushing up. Before the thug fell down, he punched him in the nose. The thug immediately fell to the ground and curled up in a circle, and his nose was bleeding.
Qing Houer had six men, three surrounded their boss, and three rushed towards Yang Tian. Although Yang Tian defeated Qing Houer, they still did not take Yang Tian in their hearts, thinking that Yang Tian was just a sneak attack. But before the other two could react, the person who rushed to Yang Tian first had already fallen.
The two behind were stunned for a moment, not believing in evil, and they swung their fists at Yang Tian. However, Yang Tian's figure was much shorter than the others. To hit Yang Tian, they had to lower their weight. In Yang Tian's eyes, the speed of these two punches was slower than that of snails. He just flashed his body and came behind them. He happened to see their butts raised high. Yang Tian was not polite, and he kicked them from behind. The two gangsters had an unstable center of gravity. They flew forward with a loud bang and fell heavily to the ground.
Yang Tian ignored the three people lying on the ground and continued to rush towards Qinghouer. Qinghouer had just been helped up by their subordinates. A black shadow flashed in front of him, and then a pain in his lower abdomen. He bent down and punched his chin again. Qinghouer cursed in pain: "Damn it, come again."
The three gangsters were about to show their loyalty when the boss was injured, but they didn't expect that the boss was beaten into a bow shape by the child in the blink of an eye. While they were stunned, Yang Tian also punched the three of them on the lower abdomen. The three of them immediately bent down like shrimps. However, there were too many of them, so Yang Tian's punch on their chin was spared.
After Yang Tian beat the three gangsters to pain, Qinghouer did not come back to his senses under Yang Tian's blow. He was coughing violently next to him. Yang Tian simply gave a kick on Qinghouer's butt, kicked Qinghouer to the ground, and stepped on Qinghouer's back with his feet.
Qinghouer was a little drunk today, but when Yang Tian beat him, all the wine turned into cold sweat and shedded. She only wanted to break free from Yang Tian's feet several times, but Yang Tian's feet pressed on his back like a mountain, making Qinghouer unable to move.
Hell, whose child is this? Is this still a human? Qinghouer cursed in his heart and asked in a hoarse voice: "Who are you? Why can't you get along with me Qinghouer?"
He also deliberately attracted Yang Tian to speak with his subordinates, trying to distract Yang Tian's attention. Qinghou'er's men were even more depressed and were knocked down by a child for no reason. Just as he was about to fight back, several big men came up and beat them up to the ground again. The fists of these people were much heavier than the child just now, and they hit their stomachs, making them want to spit out all the food they had eaten in their stomachs.
Yao, Ma and several other guards were still worried about Yang Tian's safety, so they followed up in time to bring down Qinghou'er's men. These five guards were all powerful men in the army, far from being able to compare with these gangsters.
The onlookers on the street suddenly realized that this child had five such powerful subordinates, no wonder he dared to challenge Qinghouer. Seeing Yang Tian’s subordinates, they were all amazed. Everyone knew that Qinghouer was going to be unlucky this time.
Qinghouer actually had several subordinates, but when he saw Yang Tian’s guards put down the gangsters effortlessly, they all hurried in the crowd and dared not come out.
"Who am I? I am the real owner of the jade pendant you snatched a few days ago. What should you do if you say I should deal with you?" After Yang Tian said that, he added another force on his feet, and Qinghouer suddenly screamed again.
"Hand over my brother's jade pendant, do you hear it?" Yang Ying came out of the crowd at this time and stepped on Qinghouer as he imitated Yang Tian. However, Yang Ying stepped on Qinghouer's face directly. Although Yang Ying's strength was far less than Yang Tian, his hard soles still made Qinghouer's face hurt. More importantly, in front of so many people, Qinghouer's face was completely gone.
Qinghou'er secretly cursed that his damn subordinates hadn't come to save him. After he succeeded, he took the jade pendant to the pawnshop and exchanged it for silver money. He had already squandered it in the past few days, so how could he still take it out now?
His eyes were gusting, and he knew that the jade pendant was of great value, far more than fifty taels he was. Of course, there was no problem with that old man, but now the real owner came to the door, fortunately, there were only two children, just drag it a little. Qinghouer immediately made up his mind and asked in a daze: "What jade pendant, I don't know?"
"Oh." Qinghou'er screamed again.
Seeing that he was not honest, Yang Ying thought that his jade pendant had been taken out now. It was all the fault of the person in front of him. She immediately raised her feet and stepped on Qinghou'er's face with hatred.
Chapter completed!