Yang Xiaojun's kneeling almost shocked everyone's attention. No wonder, this turning point was a bit big, just like the high-speed rail running forward suddenly rushed towards the opposite direction, which was really unreasonable.

The thugs looked at their young masters and looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Yang Xiaojun stopped shouting: "What are you still standing there? Kneel down for me, wait for Su Zimo - Oh no, wait for Miss Su to fall!"

The thugs threw away the guns in their hands and knelt on the ground. Su Zimo was in a good mood. He came to Yang Xiaojun, raised one foot, raised his chin with his toes, and mocked: "Mr. Jun, you were arrogant just now, why did you suddenly admit defeat? Are you a bear?"

"Miss Su, I am not a bear, I am an worm. In front of you, I am a poor worm. I know that you can kill me at will. I beg you to be merciful and forgive my sins. I will never dare to act wildly in front of you again."

Yang Xiaojun looked regretful. Su Zimo kicked him down and kicked him hard at the base of his thigh. He screamed and rolled on the ground.

"Mr. Jun, don't you want me to accompany you for an hour? Didn't you ask me to follow you and set off now? Do you know that just by your words, I can let you die ten thousand times?" Su Zimo smiled at the corner of her lips, with a sharp murderous intent in her smile.

"Miss Su, I deserve to die. I am willing to accept all your punishments. There will never be any complaints!" Yang Xiaojun knew that he had encountered a tough guy, and he regretted it. He just hoped that Yang Zhengde would come over quickly and help him resolve this crisis.

"Haha, I don't know how to attack. I want to see how your dad will punish you when he comes!" Su Zimo said that, and came to Qi Tianyu and said, "Brother Yu, thank you for standing up for us. Come and let me give you another glass of wine."

Qi Tianyu toasted to her and sat down with her classmates. Wenwan and Zhang Yumeng gave each other a cup of tea and thanked them for help. Seeing that Lin Yijian and the other two were seriously injured, they felt very sorry and wanted to take them to the hospital for treatment.

"No need!" Qi Tianyu walked to Lin Yijian, gently raised his arm, and suddenly twisted it hard, and with a clatter, his dislocated joint had returned to position.

"Tianyu, you really are!" Lin Yijian said with joy.

Qi Tianyu came to Huang Xiaoming again, with one palm facing his broken nose bridge, and the spiritual energy flew out from his palm like silk and flew into Huang Xiaoming's nostrils.

"Wow, it's so hot, itchy!" Huang Xiaoming exclaimed.

About three or five minutes later, Qi Tianyu withdrew his palm, Huang Xiaoming touched his nose, and couldn't help but say in surprise: "My nose is healed and it doesn't hurt at all. Tianyu, you are so amazing!"

Qi Tianyu smiled, came to Jiang Bo, and began to be lucky in his eyes. It was obvious that Jiang Bo's bruised eyes gradually faded. In less than two minutes, all the bruises dissipated and his eyes returned to normal.

"Tianyu, why did you suddenly become a qigong master? He was able to recover his illness by rejuvenating his skills?" Jiang Bo exclaimed.

Wen Wan and Zhang Yumeng were also stunned. They had heard of Qigong, but they had never seen it with their own eyes. They never thought that today they would be very eye-opening and witness the legend.

"Brother Yu, are you still human now?" Zhang Yumeng said curiously.

Everyone couldn't help laughing, and Qi Tianyu couldn't help laughing, "I'm not a human? What could that be?"

"It's God! You have become a God in my eyes!" Zhang Yumeng stared at him, with an unprecedented admiration and enthusiasm in his eyes.

"Yes, Brother Yu, you are a god. Today you have shown many miracles. I believe I have read it right!" Wen Wan looked at him with admiration, with tenderness and sweetness in it.

Su Zimo was even more excited: "Brother Yu, it was my blessing to meet you, and my grandma was finally saved!"

"How do you say this?" Qi Tianyu asked.

"My grandma is seriously ill. She said that her illness was because she had stopped qi during practice. Only real Qigong masters could guide her and restore her to normal. Unfortunately, I searched all over the country of Dahua and found a real Qigong master. Those so-called masters are all liars in the world, and we almost all despair. Unexpectedly, today, God let me meet you, and I know that you will definitely do it!"

Su Zimo's face was full of excitement, but Qi Tianyu's words made her heart fall into the ice cave: "I am not a qigong master, I never practice qigong."

"Brother Yu, what you said is not true, right?" Su Zimo said nervously.

"Of course it's true. The so-called Qigong is just a kind of inefficient practice. At most, it has some effects on strengthening the body. When it comes to curing diseases, it's hard to do it." Qi Tianyu explained.

"So that's it, Brother Yu, then you must have practiced more advanced skills. My grandma is really saved. Brother Yu, I will give you another cup. No matter what, you will have to come to my house." Su Zimo said with anticipation.

"Okay, it's the weekend, I still have something to do." Qi Tianyu finally agreed to her.

Su Zimo was so happy that he had another drink with him. Several people exchanged cups and had a great chat. Yang Xiaojun and his gang of thugs could only kneel there, watching them entertain, and did not dare to move. This scene was really weird.

"Zi Mo, what is your origin? Can they be convinced by just one phone call?" Lin Yijian couldn't help but say curiously.

"Haha, it doesn't matter what I am. What's important is that I have the opportunity to meet Brother Yu and you, you are all my best friends." Su Zimo said happily.

At this moment, a male voice rang out: "Miss Su, please forgive me. I'm late. The traffic is so jamy. It took me fifty minutes to go at the stop."

Everyone looked in the voice and saw that it was a man in his forties, wearing a straight suit, with a straight figure, a buzz cut, a national face, and was full of shrewdness under his face, as if he could overflow like water at any time.

"Yang Zhengde, you are finally here. I want to see how you will discipline your son!" Su Zimo said coldly.

Yang Zhengde's face immediately had beads of sweat the size of beans flowing out, and his face was soon covered with excitement. He didn't bother to wipe it and stood at the verge of Su Zimo and said, "Miss Su, don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation!"

He came to Yang Xiaojun, and without saying a word, he beat, punched, kicked, and even used his knees and elbows, making Yang Xiaojun roll around and wail.
Chapter completed!