After Chen Qiang came closer, he took a closer look at Lin Qiaoqiao's face, and his face instantly became extremely ugly! His body was shaking uncontrollably!
"Brother Qiang, do you think this little girl looks good? Anyway, the matter is settled, let's take her back and have some fun for everyone!" the gangster said while rubbing his hands in a confused manner.
"Okay, this little girl, Brother Qiang, please let me have some fun with you!"
"Tsk tsk, she's really great, I want to be the first to play with her!"
A group of younger brothers looked at Lin Qiaoqiao with evil smiles and started cheering.
Chen Qiang, sweating profusely, suddenly turned around and slapped the gangster on the face.
"Fuck you!" Chen Qiang yelled!
The gang of gangsters were instantly frightened and stunned, and no one dared to say a word.
Brother, what's going on?
Why did you suddenly get so angry?
Chen Qiang's lips trembled, and he cursed at the gangster in a trembling voice: "You...you've got yourself into big trouble, you know?"
Hearing this, Lin Qiaoqiao straightened her back, looked at Chen Qiang coldly, and said arrogantly: "Finally, someone with long eyes has arrived."
Without saying a word, Chen Qiang knelt down on the ground with a pop.
"Second...Second Miss, these brats are blind and have offended you. I will definitely teach them a lesson!"
The boys on the side were stunned, especially the little gangster who had just teased Lin Qiaoqiao, his eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
She is actually the second young lady of the Lin family!
At this time, Chen Qiang's heart felt like a storm.
Why did this brat provoke the most unruly princess of the Lin family!
Lin Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes at Chen Qiang in disgust, and scolded impatiently: "Didn't you teach me a lesson? Why don't you take action?"
"Yes Yes......"
Chen Qiang's body shook, he quickly got up from the ground, turned around suddenly, and kicked the little gangster in the stomach.
"ah!"
With a scream, the little gangster was kicked out by Chen Qiang and fell to the ground with a "thud".
He clutched his stomach, screamed heart-rendingly, and kept rolling on the ground in agony.
"Brother Qiang...Brother Qiang, I was wrong, please let me go!" The little gangster felt as if his intestines were in severe pain, as if his intestines had been broken, and tears and mucus were flowing from his nose.
Lin Qiaoqiao blew her manicure and said critically, as if it had nothing to do with her, "Is this a lesson? It's boring."
Upon hearing this, Chen Qiang gritted his teeth, took out a folding knife from his trouser pocket, and without saying a word, stabbed it into the palm of the little gangster's hand.
"Second Miss... His hand touched you just now. I will kill him for you. Please calm down..." Chen Qiang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with lingering fear.
Lin Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes, waved her hand impatiently, and said, "Okay, okay, don't block the way, I still have to find someone."
"Yes, yes..." Chen Qiang quickly kicked away the gangster lying in the middle of the road, nodded and bowed to make way for Lin Qiaoqiao.
Lin Qiaoqiao snorted coldly, picked up her small leather bag, twisted her waist and walked towards the Chinese Medicine Clinic.
Seeing this, Chen Qiang dragged the young gangster up from the ground and got into the car next to him almost peeing.
It wasn't until the car door closed that Chen Qiang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yeah, it scared me to death..."
With that said, Chen Qiang turned to look at the bloody gangster with his right hand, and cursed: "Zangmao, you got me into fucking big trouble!"
The little gangster grimaced in pain and said while crying: "Brother Qiang...Brother Qiang, I was wrong. How did I know that the second young lady of the Lin family could drive a broken QQ?"
Chen Qiang raised his eyebrows and asked: "The girl you mentioned with Xiao Yun is the second young lady, right?"
The gangster covered his bleeding hand and said with pain, "Yes...yes, she was the one who drove Xiao Yun back."
Chen Qiang's body softened and he slumped in his seat, muttering to himself: "It's over, we're done this time..."