Biaozi, whose foot was stepping on Zhao Fanchen's chest just now, was now lying in the corner and wailing. The foot that was stepping on Zhao Fanchen was crooked in a strange posture and completely broken. He was still lying on the ground after being pushed out by Zhao Fanchen.

The little bastard who was waiting on the ground to see what happened to him saw that Biaozi, who had always been worshiped by them, had one of his legs broken. He was wailing with tears and snot in his nose. He still had the arrogance and domineering momentum just now.

The sweat on his face immediately fell down, and he quickly closed his mouth.

Xia Dongchun, whose face was full of tears, also opened her mouth in surprise, with crystal tears hanging on her beautiful little face. The two gangsters holding her were dumbfounded, their faces ugly, they glanced at Biaozi, and their legs trembled.

, Zhao Fanchen's eyes gave him a chill in his heart. They held on, fiddled with a folding knife with trembling hands, threw it away with a snap, put it on Xia Dongchun's neck, and said harshly: "What if you

If you dare to come here, I will kill this little girl."

Staring at the two bastards, Zhao Fanchen's voice was cold: "Let her go!"

There was a sudden rush in their hearts. The two bastards had no confidence in their hearts. However, under Zhao Fanchen's intimidating shout, the folding knife placed on Xia Dongchun's neck betrayed their inner feelings and they were trembling violently.

Oh, Zhao Fanchen was extremely fast. When the two bastards turned around, they saw a delicate and stern face. A chill went up their necks, and they were gently pinched by a big, calloused hand.

The gangster got scared at that time, and said with a cry: "Brother, we are just making a living, please be merciful, it is because we are blind and blind, and we have offended you, brother."

Although the two of them were also very strange and didn't understand why Zhao Fanchen suddenly became so awesome, they didn't want to be ruined when they came out to make a living.

Ignoring the two bastards' pleas for mercy, he pinched one bastard's neck with one hand and pressed his knee hard against the bastard's lower abdomen. He felt a surge of pain in his lower abdomen, and his whole body immediately arched.

Zhao Fanchen was like a shrimp, and he curled up on the ground without even letting out a scream. Without stopping, Zhao Fanchen punched another little bastard in the chest with one of his fists.

He fell to the ground without even making a sound.

Zhao Fanchen wiped the tears on Xia Dongchun's face, showed an honest smile, stroked her ponytail, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm here, it's okay, girl."

"En En." Holding back her tears, Xia Dongchun's stubbornness looked pitiful, and she said in a pensive voice: "Brother Xiao Fan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but someone will be in trouble next time." After pinching Xia Dongchun's fragile little face, Zhao Fanchen turned and walked towards Biaozi in the corner. At this time, he felt that his whole body was full of strength, and his body was filled with energy.

Something seems to be activated. I remember the old man of the Zhao family once said that Gu Wu is like a dragon dormant in your body. As long as the right time comes, Gu Wu's instinctive potential will be stimulated.

The crowd watching the excitement outside the small underwear store has long been fed up with being bullied by these social gangsters. Usually no one dares to fight against these gangsters. Today, someone finally vented their anger on their behalf.

, after everyone clapped their hands and applauded, they finished watching the show after seeing the excitement. They didn’t want to wait for those bastards to come back for revenge, so everyone left in a hurry.

Biaozi was lying on the ground like a dead dog, his face was twisted, and his head was bruised and bloody after hitting the wall. He couldn't understand why Zhao Fanchen, who was being stepped on by him one moment ago, suddenly exploded the next moment.

It was incredible to show such powerful skills. He just watched as the migrant worker Zhao Fanchen walked over gently and stretched out his hand to strangle his neck.

"Biaozi, right? Weren't you very arrogant just now? If you don't mind, I will break your other leg as well." Zhao Fanchen pinched Biaozi's neck with one hand.

At this time, Biaozi's face was pale, he neither dared to speak nor wailed. Suddenly, he looked at Zhao Fanchen nervously, as if he had encountered a ghost in broad daylight.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed hard. Biaozi didn't dare to breathe out, so he could only watch helplessly. When he saw Zhao Fanchen's other hand reaching out to his still moving leg, Biaozi

Biaozi's face suddenly turned pale. He finally saw it. Zhao Fanchen was serious. It was definitely not a joke. Biaozi's usual arrogance and domineering attitude had already been eaten by dogs. He couldn't even say anything.

He cried and said: "Brother! It's all my fault, brother. It's my fault, brother. As long as you ask for anything, I won't hide what I can give you. I'm a fucking bitch. I was wrong. Brother

Isn’t it enough to just do whatever you say? We all hang out on the street, and the eldest brother is Jiu??"

"Fuck! I'm asking you something, I didn't ask your brother." Before he could finish speaking, Biaozi's face was slapped several times by Zhao Fanchen, and several teeth flew out.

The cheeks swelled up quickly.

Biaozi burst into tears. There was still a hint of Jianghu big brother's style, just like his grandson, struggling and half-kneeling in front of Zhao Fanchen. He understood that a good man will not eat what is in front of him. Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he cried vaguely.

He said: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..Brother, please stop fighting. I'm convinced. I'm convinced. Can't you just let me go? I swear I will never retaliate or call the police, wuwu"

Although he is now kneeling in front of Zhao Fanchen and begging for mercy, he is secretly planning in his heart that once Zhao Fanchen lets him go, he will go back and find someone to defeat Zhao Fanchen. No matter how good you are in fighting, you are still afraid of a brick wall.

"You still want to call the police? Cao Ni Ma, didn't you step on it very hard just now? Try calling the police for me now. My store has been ruined by you. How are you going to deal with these losses?" Zhao

Fanchen pinched Biaozi's neck with one hand, and held the underwear rack next to him with the other hand, and pressed it against Biaozi's neck. Biaozi was already so frightened by Zhao Fanchen that he lowered his head and glanced at the neck.

The sharp object against which he was pressed made his whole body feel weak and his body was like chaff. Although he was usually ruthless, he was only for those little bastards who were not as good as him. If it really happened to him, he just hoped that Zhao Fanchen would not be so cruel.

ruthless.

"Brother, I have money. I will get the money for you. As long as you let me go, I will personally send the money to my brother immediately." Biaozi couldn't care less about the pain in one of his legs. The problem now was to save his life.

Biaozi was slapped a few more times by Zhao Fanchen, and Biaozi was beaten into a pig's head by Zhao Fanchen. His mouth was full of blood and foam. He felt so painful that he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry. He wanted to scream but didn't dare to. He said vaguely:

"I have money, why don't I give it all to you? Please don't beat me, brother? I really can't bear it, please just be generous and spare me? Wuwu?"

Who would have thought that Biaozi, who was well-known on the island road, would kneel in front of a migrant worker today and cry profusely. He was crying even worse than the little bastards whose arms were broken by him. Biaozi was crying and panicking.

He took out a wad of banknotes from the clothes in his bag, which looked like it should be worth several thousand yuan, and placed it tremblingly in front of Zhao Fanchen. Zhao Fanchen turned his face, and the three little bastards who showed off their individuality also

Ignoring the pain, he hurriedly crawled over and donated all the money he had to Zhao Fanchen.

"Take it again!" He pinched the soft flesh on the back of Biaozi's neck. Biaozi's soul was almost frightened. He reached out and fumbled around in his trouser pocket for a while, and took out another wad of money.

This little bastard saw that his boss was as obedient as a grandson, yet he dared to hide and choke, and escaped with all the family property, even digging out the ten dollars hidden in the soles of his shoes.

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At this time, the colorful banknotes in front of Zhao Fanchen were almost more than 10,000. Zhao Fanchen said with a gloomy face: "More money!"

Like a grandson, Biaozi cried anxiously: "Boss, I really have no money, not even a dime. I will definitely deliver it to my brother in person some other day??"

The three bastards also nodded like mincing words, trying their best to express that they had no money left, for fear that Zhao Fanchen would not believe it, and even swore poisonous oaths to God for a long time.

"Go away! Remember to give me money!" After making sure that the four of them had no money, Zhao Fanchen kicked the four of them out.

"Boss, look, I still have money." A gangster took out five dollars from his underwear and showed off happily in front of Biaozi who had broken his leg and was being supported by two other gangsters.

"You're so paralyzed, you're a fool, how dare you show me that I can't beat you?" Although Biaozi couldn't beat Zhao Fanchen, it didn't mean he couldn't beat the little bastard. He was so angry that he slapped him away.

, he took out all the anger he had just suffered in front of Zhao Fanchen on the little bastard. The little bastard dared to speak. He covered his face with a look of grievance, and thought to himself: You can't fucking beat others, so you know what to do with it.

Let's vent our anger, weren't you just like a grandson?

"What are you looking at? If I'm going to kill you, why don't you call Brother Snake?" Biaozi roared and grinned in pain. The little bastard quickly dialed the phone and put it next to Biaozi's ear: "

Hey, Brother Snake, I, Biaozi, was beaten by a smelly migrant worker on South Street. You have to make the decision for your brother! One of my brother's legs was broken. Please give me more people on South Street.

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Biaozi turned around and looked at the underwear store with resentment. The four of them limped into a taxi and went straight to the hospital.

"Brother Xiao Fan, are you not injured?" It wasn't until the four Biaozi guys were kicked out by Zhao Fanchen that Xia Dongchun dared to run over and check to see if Zhao Fanchen was injured with a distressed look on his face.

Grinning, Zhao Fanchen touched his nose habitually and said: "I'm fine, I'm better now than ever." Indeed, Zhao Fanchen's ancient martial arts potential has been stimulated in his body, and he is already powerful enough to reach out.

It's incredible.

Then the two men cleaned up the messy little underwear store. Fortunately, there was no major damage. They counted the money they got from Biaozi, and they found that it was almost fifteen thousand, which was a good amount of income.

, Zhao Fanchen, who was about to take Xia Dongchun out for dinner, had just walked out of the door when a black van roared and stopped at the door. More than ten gangsters got out of the car, holding steel pipes, knives, and steel bars in their hands.
Chapter completed!