"Holy shit, it's so, so scary!"

Zhou Jian, Brother Glove and others in the distance were once again dumbfounded. How heavy is a motorcycle? It was kicked away by him?

But think about it again, didn’t Young Master Zhang kick a Cadillac away before? It seems that kicking a motorcycle away is just a piece of cake.

Shocked, they have become numb with the passage of time. Zhou Jian and others are now beginning to regain their senses. Everyone looked at each other and swallowed involuntarily. Cold sweat broke out on their heads to deal with such a god.

, you hang yourself as an old man, do you think you have a long life?

"Brother Jian, are we still going to deal with that kid?" Brother Gloves spoke tremblingly from the side.

"Otherwise, we shouldn't take care of it." Zhou Jian wiped the cold sweat from his head, clearly showing his timidity, "My mother is still waiting for me to eat at home, let's talk about it another day."

"Brother Jian, my mother is waiting for me to eat at home." Brother Glove nodded repeatedly, forgetting that his mother has been dead for nearly ten years, "I think we should retreat."

The younger brothers around him all hurriedly echoed, as if they were afraid that Zhou Jian would change his mind. Thinking that people like themselves were going to teach such a pervert a lesson, they felt a shiver run down their spines.

"Okay, then let's..." Zhou Jian saw that everyone was so filial and wanted to go home to have dinner with his mother, so he nodded and was about to say retreat, but he suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

.

Because halfway through speaking, Mr. Zhang turned his head and glanced here.

That glance was ordinary and nothing sharp, but Zhou Jian felt as if he was being targeted by the devil. He felt uneasy and panicked all over his body.

The words that came to his mouth were swallowed and he could no longer say them. Just that glance brought him immense pressure.

Young Master Zhang retracted his gaze at this time, turned to Shi Meng, and spoke lazily: "You can't escape."

Shi Meng had resigned himself to his fate at this time. At first, he was panicked when he felt how awesome Mr. Zhang was. But now, when he realized the huge and insurmountable gap between him and Mr. Zhang, Shi Meng became calmer.

"Friend, can you tell me your name?" Shi Meng's eyes were fixed on Young Master Zhang's face like a hawk, feeling a little depressed, "I want to know whose hands I lost to."

"Zhang Tian." Young Master Zhang said his name calmly.

"Okay, Zhang Tian, ​​I fell into your hands today because I am not as good as others, I admit it!" Shi Meng showed a look of madness on his face, raised a brick-sized stone from the ground with his toes, and grabbed it with his right hand.

He raised his left hand and pressed it against the wall.

"You want to cut off one of my hands, and I can't resist. In this case, why not do it myself!" Shi Meng gritted his teeth and finished speaking, taking a deep breath, his eyes widened, and he was actually hit hard by a stone.

On the left wrist.

Click!

The sound of broken bones was heard, and Shi Meng's left hand was dripping with blood and hanging down abnormally. It was obvious that it was broken.

This scene really made everyone's scalp numb and frightened. They broke their own hands. This was too violent.

Young Master Zhang blocked Han Mengyi's eyes at that moment, and only then let go. He also expressed some appreciation for the middle-aged man and said, "You can go."

Although Young Master Zhang felt a little curious about Shi Meng's secrets, he had no intention of finding out. As long as this person stopped provoking him in the future, he would have nothing to do with him.

This person's affairs have nothing to do with me.

"Zhang Tian, ​​the green mountains will remain as long as the dew will flow, and we will meet again." Shi Meng dropped these words, endured the pain, held his broken wrist tightly, stumbled and turned around to leave.

Wang Gensheng, who had been standing there trembling all the time, finally came to his senses and shouted desperately: "Shi, Mr. Shi!"

However, Shi Meng turned around suddenly, two fierce auras shot out from his eyes, and shouted: "Go away! Go back and tell Wang Mazi that I have repaid the favor I owed him! Don't bother me again in the future!"

Wang Gensheng was so scolded that he really didn't dare to move anymore. He stood there obediently. When Shi Meng got angry, Wang Gensheng was still very scared.

"Wang Gensheng, I've warned you, you must think clearly before you mess with me." Young Master Zhang walked towards Wang Gensheng in a swaggering manner. Wang Gensheng's whole body began to tremble again, and he screamed with urine on his butt, "Don't

, don’t come here!”

"Now do you know you're afraid?" Young Master Zhang snorted disdainfully, "It's too late to be afraid now! You have to leave one of your hands for me."

When Wang Gensheng heard this, his whole body trembled. He was so frightened that he knelt down in front of Mr. Zhang and started crying: "Zhang, Zhang Tian, ​​please let me go. I don't dare anymore. I really don't want to."

Dare you."

"I have seen many people like you." Young Master Zhang said calmly, "You will not repent unless I teach you a painful lesson."

As he spoke, he kicked Wang Gensheng on the chest. Wang Gensheng was kicked all over by Young Master Zhang and fell to the ground. Young Young Master Zhang stepped forward, stepped on Wang Gensheng's left hand, picked up a stone, and held it high.

He raised his hand.

"No!" Wang Gensheng screamed desperately, his voice as miserable as a girl who had been raped, crying and begging for mercy loudly to Young Master Zhang, "Zhang Tian, ​​I beg you, just treat me as a human being

Shit, let me go."

"I am very hygienic and have never farted." Zhang Dashao said indifferently. He turned around and asked Han Mengyi to turn his head and hit him with a stone.

ah!

A scream was heard, and Wang Gensheng's left hand was smashed off by Mr. Zhang.

Compared with Shi Meng, this kid is a lot softer. Shi Meng cut off his own hand without even making a sound. But this kid's cry is louder than that of a killing pig.

"It's broken, it's broken, my hand is broken!" Wang Gensheng yelled crazily, and the facial features on his face were twisted together in pain.

"Get out now, or I'll break your other hand again." Young Master Zhang frowned and shouted coldly.

When Wang Gensheng heard this, he climbed up from the ground, and he was still somewhat agile. He had no doubt that Mr. Zhang could do what he said. If he didn't leave quickly, his other hand would definitely be broken. This is

A madman!

Not even daring to scream anymore, Wang Gensheng covered his severed hand and ran away as if running away. His Cadillac had already been kicked to pieces by Young Master Zhang, and it looked like he could no longer drive it.

Then again, even if he could continue to drive, Wang Gensheng probably wouldn't be able to care about it anymore.

"Gudong!"

In the distance, Zhou Jian, Brother Glove and all the younger brothers couldn't help but swallowed again.

Wang Gensheng's back was turned to them before, so they did not recognize Wang Gensheng. Only when Wang Gensheng fled in panic did they see Wang Gensheng's face, his eyes widened suddenly, and his body trembled on the spot.
Chapter completed!