There was a "bang", and a man covered his face and fell to the sky. Everyone was stunned. No one could see clearly when Chen Weidong moved or how he did it!
Chen Weidong doesn't care what others think, he just goes ahead and does it!
He knew that these people were all green-skinned scoundrels. This could be seen from their dress. They all had black vests, short hair, and tattoos on their bodies. Even if they were not from a mixed society, they would not believe it.
In this case, there is nothing more to say. Brother Dadong has no psychological burden for beating these people.
He attacks very quickly. No matter who he is facing, he can solve the problem with one move. Whether it is a punch or a leg, his attack will always hit the weak point of the opponent's body. One blow can completely make people lose their fighting ability!
This is a typical example of fast, accurate and ruthless!
Eight years ago, Chen Weidong was already a well-known "little martial artist" in Luo'an. He had received good rankings in both the Youth Games and martial arts competitions.
Not to mention after joining the army, a place like the army lacks everything except strong men. All kinds of capable people and strangers are like crucian carp crossing the river. They crowd in and squeeze in. It depends on whether you can find them.
After three years of training in the army, Chen Weidong's skills have improved greatly and he is even more sophisticated than when he left his hometown.
He used to practice Xingyiquan, but later he came into contact with many other schools of boxing, as well as foreign ones, and gained a lot of insights. For him, it doesn’t matter what kind of boxing, as long as he can win against others, it’s good.
fist!
These gangsters have really been unlucky for eight lifetimes. When Brother Dadong shows off his power, is the power of the authentic Bajiquan a joke? It is one of the most powerful boxing techniques in ancient Chinese martial arts. Those who practice it successfully
, as long as you take action, you will either die or be injured!
Of course, to deal with these rotten sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs, Chen Weidong didn't even bother to beat them to death or maim them. Firstly, it would not be a serious crime, but secondly, it would cause trouble for himself. Now that he has just returned home, it is best to keep a low profile in everything.
a little.
Even so, the visual effect brought about by his move was beyond shocking!
What is "cutting melons and vegetables"! What is "tiger among sheep"! This is the best example!
A group of No. 7 or 8 fierce men were all knocked down by him like a whirlwind! Just when he was about to speak out loud, the ground was already full of people, and they all screamed.
If any enthusiastic spectators take out their mobile phones to time the game, they will be surprised to find that the entire battle does not even take more than 10 seconds!
Chen Weidong stepped forward, picked up Song Dongqiang like a dead dog, and punched him in the face!
Song Dongqiang had a nosebleed and his vision was blurry. He was strong-willed. He rubbed his neck and said, "If you dare, beat me to death now! Otherwise, I will definitely kill you!"
Chen Weidong didn't answer him at all, and slapped him three times in the face with his bow left and right!
"Pfft..." Brother Dong Qiang shook his head and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, flying to the ground with two big teeth.
He stopped talking. The kid in front of him didn't know where he came from. He was so ruthless and unreasonable...
The best way to deal with such a foolish young man is to remain silent. Don't pretend to be a hero, because it's useless. He really dares to hit him! Even if he can be stripped of his skin, cramps, bones and ashes afterwards, so what? The previous suffering is not worth it.
It's still in vain, it's not worth it.
In line with the principle that a man who knows the current affairs is a wise man, Brother Dongqiang shut up and even lowered his head. He only hoped that this kid would finish the matter soon and let him go, so as not to cause any more trouble.
But things in the world are unpredictable, and sometimes the more afraid you are, the more things will come to you...
Song Xiaozi suddenly jumped out from behind her mother, and once again raised the toy water gun and fired at her third uncle, causing his head and face to be covered with water, and he was as embarrassed as a drowned rat.
Everyone around him laughed. This child is really a troublemaker. He is probably always naughty and mischievous. Whoever becomes his parents will definitely have a headache.
Mrs. Song was really having a headache now and hurriedly pulled her son back to prevent him from adding fuel to the fire.
"I don't! I don't! I want to beat up the bad guy! This big bad guy bullies my mother every day, and I want to blow him into the Pacific Ocean!" Xiao Zi was very dishonest, jumping up and down and waving the small water gun in his hand.
Song Dongqiang's face turned blue and white, and he was shaking with anger. He thought that Song Laosan had already become one of the major shareholders of the listed company. He had been wearing gold and silver, eating well and drinking, and lived a fairy-like life.
Have you ever suffered such humiliation?
Chen Weidong didn't care what he thought, he just threw it out and hit a man on the ground in the lumbar spine, hitting him so hard that he rolled his eyes.
"Get up! Stop pretending. I'll give you ten seconds to disappear from my eyes. If anyone doesn't mind the cold on the ground, I'll help him and let him have a good sleep in this yard!"
As soon as these words came out, a group of people who were lying on the ground and groaning immediately transformed into athletes and flew out at an incredible speed. The last few boys who evacuated were somewhat conscientious and did not forget to give the boss a hand too.
Carry away.
After the matter was settled, Chen Weidong turned around and went into the house without saying a word - there were many onlookers outside, all waiting to watch the fun. It was inconvenient to say anything. Some things were better to be discussed behind closed doors.
Seeing that there was nothing good to watch, the group of people gradually dispersed, talking about it as they walked, and they didn't know what the news would be like tomorrow.
Sisters Xiaoyun and Xiaoxue have been confused for a long time, but the person involved didn't take the initiative to say it, and they were too embarrassed to ask.
Chen Weidong didn't care. He didn't want to care about this matter in the first place. It would be best if there was no further explanation. He could study the Three-Yuan Sword Art in the evening.
But this was just his wishful thinking. Within twenty minutes, there was a gentle knock on his door.
"Please come in." Chen Weidong did not move. He knew that Mrs. Song was outside, and she must have something to say.
"Xiao Chen, thank you very much just now." Mrs. Song got straight to the point.
"Sister Song, don't say that, it's all trivial." Chen Weidong waved her hand to sit down, and he also sat cross-legged on the floor.
"Xiao Chen, I'm really sorry to involve you in what happened today. I..."
Chen Weidong waved his hand and interrupted Mrs. Song: "To be honest, I just can't see adults bullying children. Xiao Zi is only five years old, and that bastard can do it. He is really a scumbag. Beat him up."
It's considered a minor offense. Sister Song, don't say anything. One person does the work and the other takes responsibility. I will bear the consequences of whatever happens. You don't have to worry, they can't do anything to me."
Mrs. Song opened her mouth, but all her words were blocked. Originally, she wanted to say to Xiao Chen, pack up and run away. That Song Dongqiang is definitely not someone to be trifled with. If you hit him today, what will happen to him tomorrow?
, but Chen Weidong said everything he needed to say when he came up, what else could she say?
Looking at Mrs. Song's face, Chen Weidong also changed his tone and began to ask about the whole story. Mrs. Song must have been depressed for a long time and had been holding it in her heart for a long time. It was rare that someone cared about her today, so she just said everything like pouring beans into a bamboo tube.
The origin and process of the incident were very different from what Chen Weidong had imagined. The Song family had three leaders. The eldest, Song Xinbiao, worked in the Public Security Bureau.
The second eldest son, Song Yuanqi, joined the business world and opened a real estate company. Unfortunately, his health was not good and he died young as soon as the company started to improve.
The third eldest son, Song Dongqiang, is almost thirty years old. He has accomplished nothing and spends his days drinking and sensuality. However, he is one of the shareholders of Yuanjia Real Estate. He has a strong family background and can afford to play.
Moreover, he has a big brother from the Public Security Bureau who is protecting him. He is really awesome. Fighting is nothing, he can be fished out after he goes in. Therefore, this person can indeed be regarded as the number one person on Luo'an Road.
This is what Mrs. Song is worried about. In any case, the Song family is quite influential in the local area. Chen Weidong beat up the third son of the Song family. There is no way this matter can just be let go. It is estimated that troublesome days are still to come.
Brother Dong didn't care too much and asked about Yuanjia Real Estate.
Speaking of this, Mrs. Song looked worried. Yuanjia Real Estate has been a long-term effort of her and her husband. When they first registered, they borrowed 100,000 yuan from the old couple. At that time, 100,000 yuan was not a small number. The couple had been
Imprinted in my heart.
Later, the company gradually improved and attracted covetousness and provocation from outsiders. However, Song Yuanqi was not afraid. He had an older brother who was the captain of the security brigade in the Public Security Bureau, and another younger brother who was not good at leading people to fight and cause trouble. He was afraid
Who is it? It doesn’t matter whether it’s white or black, it can be arranged evenly.
Later, Yuanjia Real Estate developed rapidly, reaching one of the best levels in Luoan City in just a few years. However, hidden dangers and troubles were gradually exposed, and the first one to bear the brunt was personnel issues.
Yuanjia Real Estate is considered to be a semi-family business. There are a large number of members of the Song family working in it. They are all aunts and wives. They have no ability, complain a lot, have weird tempers, and are not easy to take care of.
Song Jia repeatedly persuaded her husband to fire these people, otherwise the company would not be able to grow bigger and stronger, but Song and Yuanqi could not bear to do this, so the matter was delayed again and again, and finally it was dropped.
Later, when Song Laoer died and passed away, all these problems came out. It was not easy for Song Jia, a woman, to manage such a large business, especially when many of the young men and women in the company did not obey her. They were submissive on the surface but submissive in private.
It's really a headache.
At this juncture, Song Dongqiang started making trouble again. According to him, Yuanjia Real Estate belongs to the Song family, and a woman should not be in charge of the overall situation. He suggested that Song Jia abdicate in favor of a worthy person. Personal shares can be retained, but the proportion
It can't be so big, it has to be adjusted to a suitable level and so on.
Chen Weidong couldn't help but laugh. This Song Laosan is really thick-skinned. It's just that he is uneducated and incompetent. However, he is very greedy and wants to take charge of a listed company. It's simply ridiculous!
"There's nothing I can do against him, so..." Mrs. Song wanted to continue talking, but suddenly she saw someone slowly raising his hand and making a silencing gesture towards her.
Chen Weidong stood up and walked to the door without making a sound. He frowned and pinched the doorknob, then suddenly opened the door with force.