However, Mr. Zhang ignored Wu Lixing at all, and walked towards Wu Lixing with such a big swagger, walked to Wu Lixing and stopped.

Wu Lixing glanced at Mr. Zhang, and his breathing became rapid, as if he was at a loss and panic.

"You will know what I want to do soon." Mr. Zhang whispered to Wu Lixing.

Before Wu Lixing could react to what Mr. Zhang meant, Mr. Zhang had already kicked Wu Lixing's stomach.

Wu Lixing's body trembled, and his whole body turned into a shrimp, his facial features twisted violently together, his legs kept trembling, and he slowly knelt on the ground, and then threw himself on the ground.

Mr. Zhang's kick really displaced his internal organs. Before he fainted, he was actually very awesome.

Dai Xueer, Qu Yanhong, and several other teachers were all dumbfounded and stared at Mr. Zhang incredibly, but they still haven't reacted yet. Is this Zhang Tian a little gangster or a teacher? The teacher, how could he hit people at any time?

In an instant, everyone developed an indescribable sense of fear and distance towards Mr. Zhang. It would be better to have less contact and deal less with such people. I really don’t know what to do if I have such colleagues in the office.

"Everyone, eat slowly, I'll leave first." After a casual fall, Mr. Zhang turned around, greeted everyone, and walked out of the private room with a casual leave, leaving only a gorgeous back for everyone.

It was not until Mr. Zhang's figure completely disappeared that everyone came to their senses.

Looking down at Wu Lixing curled up in a ball lying on the ground, Qu Yanhong couldn't help but ask with some concern: "Teacher Wu, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital for a look?"

Wu Lixing's face turned red, that was because he was so anxious. He gritted his teeth and shook his head again, trying his best to keep himself awake, and said lightly: "Teacher Qu, I'm fine, am I just kicked? I vomit..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Lixing's stomach was overturned. He bent down and vomited on the ground, vomiting all the things he had just eaten.

The pungent smell spread, and Dai Xueer and others frowned and pinched their noses. Wu Lixing was purely self-inflicted and deserved it.

"Xiao Wu, what's going on?" A voice came, and the deputy general manager of the Chaoyang Hotel, Manager Lin, had already rushed in with four or five security guards.

Seeing Wu Lixing in a mess on the ground, he immediately rushed up and asked.

"Manager Lin, it's okay, it's just a little misunderstanding." Dai Xueer and others immediately said.

...

After leaving Chaoyang Hotel, Zhang Dashao walked on the street. Jiangbei City was not big, but it did not affect its prosperity. Especially in the city center, it was lined up one after another, with bright lights and wine, and it was not worse than some modern metropolises.

Young Master Zhang looked up and glanced at the surroundings, and suddenly felt that the wind blowing towards him had some vicissitudes. Can he really never go back to his own world?

This thought suddenly flashed through Mr. Zhang's mind, and his mood was a little complicated.

Although there is no cruel battle in the cultivation world on earth, he can travel every day easily and happily, without worrying about his enemies chasing him, nor worrying about his magic weapon being seen and attracting jealousy...

But Mr. Zhang didn't feel relaxed, and he didn't know why.

Just walking aimlessly, Master Zhang didn't know how long he had been walking, and where he had been, until a cry woke him up.

"No, don't smash my stall!"

The voice was so shrill that it was so hoarse that it was almost as if it was driven to death. It was a desperate voice that was almost forced to death. Young Master Zhang turned his head and took a look and stopped.

Not far ahead, a watermelon stall was overturned to the ground. Large and round watermelons rolled onto the road, and many watermelons completely exploded, with red flesh covering the ground.

In the pile of watermelons, a middle-aged woman in her forties lay inside, protecting the watermelons on the ground with tears in her eyes, as if the watermelons were her lifeblood.

After looking at it again, Master Zhang realized that he was the extremely mighty urban management uncle.

Next to the watermelon stall, four or five urban management uncles in uniform were holding their arms, looking arrogant. One of them raised his feet and fucked hard at one of the watermelons.

There is no doubt that the watermelon exploded directly like a bullet-hit head. Obviously, the other watermelons that exploded were the masterpieces of these urban management uncles.

"Don't step on my watermelon, I beg you!" The middle-aged woman wailed, her grief was moving.

Of course, except for the awesome urban management uncles, they are watching the show with great enthusiasm and enjoying the pleasure of trampling on people freely.

"Who told you to set up a stall here? Do you know if you have to pay the management fee for setting up a stall here?" An urban manager wearing glasses looked like an intellectual. Who would have thought that the essence was shocking and he stared at him and scolded him, "If you don't pay the management fee, it would be illegal! As urban managers, we have the right to confiscate your stall!"

"No, our family is now pointing at me, watermelon to live!" The middle-aged woman wiped her tears and snot and begged, "I will definitely pay it when I sell the money!"

"I don't care about this. In short, you have to pay the management fee now. If you don't pay, don't think about selling things here!" said the glasses city administrator high, and then he stepped over and slapped a watermelon.

Mr. Zhang then withdrew his gaze. He had no intention of caring about it. Everyone has their own life. He is not Robin Hood. There are so many unfair things in the world. I don’t know how many things are countless times more miserable than this vegetable seller. Do you have to take care of it one by one?

Shaking his head, Mr. Zhang turned around and took steps.

"Mom! How are you?"

A young man rushed out of the crowd and ran over and hugged the middle-aged woman. When Mr. Zhang heard this voice, he stopped.

He was not very familiar with the young man who rushed out, but he couldn't ignore this person's affairs because he was the head teacher of this young man.

The young man who just rushed out of the crowd was nothing but the one who absented from the first class of school and attracted people from society to enter the school, causing a bad impact on the school.

"I'll fight with you!" Meng Liangjun saw that his mother was bullied, and his blood surged up, and he roared and rushed towards the glasses urban management.
Chapter completed!