The three people in the car saw the slope at the same time, and two strong young men were pushing a beautiful girl under a big tree beside the road. The girl struggled in great horror, shouting for help.
The two young men, however, had ferocious smiles on their faces, grabbed the girl's arm without restraint and tried to quickly control her.
The young man with earrings waved his hand and slapped the girl.
At this moment, the harsh sound of brakes suddenly rang behind them.
The young man who waved his hand turned his head in surprise. Another accomplice showed a fierce look and turned around and stared at the van. They had encountered many meddling in this way before.
But in most cases they are frightened away by them or beaten by them.
The driver Zheng Hongwei got out of the car and shouted: "What are you doing?"
Looking at the pale and weak face of Su Chunfeng who stood up angrily, the tide of anger appeared on his pale and weak face, and the coldness ejaculation in his eyes, Zhao Shangang pressed him and patted his shoulder: "Don't be angry, I'll go."
solve……"
After saying that, Zhao Shan just opened the car door and walked down.
Su Chunfeng struggled to hold the seat and arched his body to move to the car door.
"Fuck, I'm catching a bed bug with melon seeds. It's really a fucking man who's here." The young man wearing sunglasses turned around and shook his arms and said to Zheng Hongwei: "What are you doing, my buddy,
, is itchy skin?"
The young man with studs pulled out the metal buckle belt, held it in his hand and shook it and sneered: "Stop meddling in other people's business, get out!"
Zheng Hongwei frowned, but did not make a sound. He turned around and walked to the front of the car and opened the passenger door, and pulled out a pickaxe handle about one meter long from under the seat.
The two young men were shocked and took two steps back at the same time. However, seeing that the other party was not old and similar to them, they were not too afraid of the young men who had been through the battle formation.
Swinging the belt, step forward again, the young man wearing sunglasses took out a switchblade from his pocket nervously, and popped out the short and cold blade, lifted it up and shaking it, threatening fiercely: "I want to
Dead?"
Zhao Shangang, who walked out of the car, said calmly: "Put away the knife."
"Then you come! What a waste of your words!"
"Hold!"
Buzz...
A roar of the motorcycle engine roared from far to near.
I saw a big prince motorcycle galloping from the west slope like crazy. After rushing to the side of two young men, they braked and stopped suddenly, but they still hurriedly avoided the two young men in a panic.
It staggered into the weeds on the roadside.
The young man driving the Prince's motorcycle had a big waist and a round bald head, wearing a pair of sunglasses, and his naked upper body was tattooed with a green dragon with a fang-shaped claw. He cursed and directly carried a concrete block with irregular size on the roadside.
He smashed the two young men who were struggling to get up in the canal viciously.
The two of them were so scared that they cursed and crawled away.
The tattooed young man jumped down in the air with bare hands and kicked one of them over, and fell to the ground, then got up and punched the other one.
Zheng Hongwei rushed down with a pickaxe and smashed the two young men hard.
For a moment, there was a swearing and screaming and wailing.
Zhao Shangang stood on the side of the road with a calm expression, looking at the beatings happening below, and did not speak out to stop or encourage them, nor did he participate in it.
Zhang Lifei, who came back from panic and fear, saw Su Chunfeng standing next to the van, then she ran to Su Chunfeng with a loud cry, hugged him, and started complaining with whimpering and crying.
: "It's all your fault, you blame me for leaving by yourself, wuwu..."
"Cough cough!" Su Chunfeng almost had his legs weak and was knocked down by Zhang Lifei. Cold sweat broke out on his pale cheeks. He forced himself to hold on to his body, and gently patted Zhang Lifei's shoulder and comforted him: "Okay OK OK OK OK OK
, I'm sorry, it's because I'm not good... It's okay now, don't be afraid and don't cry."
"It's just your fault, wuwu!" Zhang Lifei was unyielding. She was indeed frightened just now.
Su Chunfeng had no choice but to let her hold her and cry and complain.
In my heart, I was also glad that I arrived in time.
In the weeds on the roadside, two young men who had just teased and harassed Zhang Lifei and were arrogant and fierce, were beaten to the face of blood in just over a minute, and they wailed and begged for mercy: "
Don't hit, don't hit..."
"I dare not!"
"Please stop beating, if you hit us again, you will die!"
In their daily lives, fighting can be said to be commonplace. They either beat others or be beaten by others. They are used to it, so they never feel that they will become cords. They are so beaten that they are so scared that they are wailed and begged for mercy, not to mention that they are one-on-one.
Next - they are just ordinary gangsters, but they didn't expect that they would be beaten for no reason today, and they had never encountered such a fierce and vicious and capable person who was really beaten to death.
Until Zhao Shangang, who was standing on the side of the road watching the game, said lightly: "Stop."
The not-so-tall driver, who was waving a pickaxe handle, and the young tattooed man with bare hands and a burly bear, cursed and stopped beating with some confusion.
Zhao Shangang turned his head and said, "Girl, how do you want to deal with these two people?"
"Ah?" Zhang Lifei suddenly stopped crying and turned around in surprise. When she saw the two young men in the canal with blood on their faces kneeling on the ground, wondering whether it was painful or scared,
A look of panic suddenly appeared in his big eyes, and he shook his head repeatedly and said, "I don't know, I... don't ask me."
Su Chunfeng sighed and said, "Shan Gang, forget it."
Zhao Shangang nodded and greeted him: "Nobita, Hongwei, it's time to leave."
"Oh." The burly man named Nobita agreed, kicking the young man with a stud to the ground with another kick, spitting and turning to the road.
Zheng Hongwei pointed at the two young men with a pickaxe and said, "Don't do such a bastard again in the future! Otherwise, I will meet you once and beat you once!"
The two young men had to be timid and dare not speak out.
Next to the van, Zhang Lifei saw Su Chunfeng's pale and weak face, and hurriedly wiped his tears and asked with concern: "Chunfeng, why are you so bad in your face? Could it be that you have heatstroke?"
"It's okay." Su Chunfeng shook his head and asked, "Are you stopped by them?"
"My motorcycle is out of gas." After Zhang Lifei said this, tears of grievance flowed out in a bad mood again, and she choked and said: "It's all your fault, I don't care about me."
Su Chunfeng looked around and said, "Shan Gang, are there any pipes on the car? Use some gasoline to pump out, and the motorcycle has no oil."
Zhao Shan was looking at Zheng Hongwei who had just come down from the main canal.
Zheng Hongwei nodded and said, "Yes." After that, he quickly walked over and put the pickaxe into the back box of the car, then turned out a plastic pot and a soft plastic tube from under the seat, unscrew the lid of the fuel tank and began to extract it.
gasoline.
After a big and round waisted Nobita came up from the underside of the main canal, he looked at Su Chunfeng, then Zhang Lifei, and saw the small red and white Mulan scooter. He immediately remembered the pair he had scolded on the streets of Yangjia Town.
The young man who looked like a young couple came forward with embarrassment, took the initiative to stretch out his right hand to Su Chunfeng, and smiled apologetically: "Brother, big girl, when I met in the town, I didn't know you two, I'm sorry."
Zhang Lifei was a little afraid of such a fierce thug, blushed and lowered his head without saying a word.
Su Chunfeng reached out and shook the other party, and smiled and said, "It's okay."
A hint of doubt flashed in Zhao Shan's eyes, but he didn't ask anything. He looked at the two 250 models parked on the roadside, turned his head and asked Zhang Lifei: "Is this the motorcycle that two people drive?"
"Yes." Zhang Lifei nodded.
Zhao Shangang walked to the door of the van, pulled out the pickaxe handle that Zheng Hongwei had just put in from it, walked to the two motorcycles without saying a word, waved the pickaxe handle and smashed it hard...
Bang bang, bang dang!
The two motorcycles were quickly smashed and covered in bruises.
Zhao Shangang raised his foot and kicked all the cars down, smashed them again, and threw the pickaxe into the main canal. He said to the two young people under the main canal indifferently: "Don't play with a knife in front of me next time.
.”
The two young men with bloody heads were broken - not to mention being beaten, the two motorcycles were worth more than 10,000 yuan. Usually they all counted on driving these two motorcycles out for a cool and cool installation.
-Ah, now, the young man who was so gloomy face didn't speak much, but was obviously the leader, was smashed directly to death, although it was not scrapped, it might be difficult to start now, and it would cost to repair it well.
A lot of money.
Zheng Hongwei had already added a plastic pot of gasoline to Zhang Lifei's motorcycle fuel tank and said, "It's almost full... Brother Gang, let's go?"
Zhao Shangang looked at Su Chunfeng.
Su Chunfeng smiled and said, "Shan Gang, go and do your business. Lifei and I will drive a motorcycle back."
"I'd better send you back, your body..."
"It's okay, let Lifei take me."
Zhao Shangang nodded and said, "Okay, call me any time if you have anything to do."
"good."
Zhao Shangang turned around to the van, waved to Su Chunfeng and Zhang Lifei, and pulled the door up. The van started and rushed towards the distance.
Nobita rode the prince's motorcycle, honked the horn, and said, "Brother, sister, we're leaving!"
Su Chunfeng smiled and waved his hand: "Goodbye."
"Chunfeng..." Zhang Lifei said softly
"I'm sorry for you." Su Chunfeng turned around and smiled, "Let's go, you come and drive a motorcycle. I'm not full of strength now."
"Oh." Zhang Lifei walked over and rode a motorcycle.
Su Chunfeng sat in the back seat.
The small sled magnolia motorcycle started and drove eastward.
When the two were riding the motorcycle and about to reach the intersection of National 107, a black red flag sedan surpassed them.
In the car, Gong Hu looked at the two of them and said with some disappointment: "Wanfa, don't go to Jinzhou County, go back to Xishan."
"Oh." Xu Wanfa responded with some confusion and turned around at the intersection of National 107.
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