Chen Zhe didn't answer. He took a step forward and came to the men of the black-faced man. He grabbed them with one hand and threw them into the door. He caught and threw them repeatedly. These people had no ability to resist and were thrown like little chickens. When they arrived at the door, they were folded into a pile.
The last person saw something bad and wanted to run away. As soon as he took a step, Chen Zhe grabbed his clothes and grabbed him back. He threw him over his head and threw him in the same way.
The door to the private room was open, and the black-faced man was pressed at the bottom, dazed. Several people who were chatting in the private room inside were stunned, and they all looked at the door.
"I heard that you want to ask my girlfriend to accompany you for drinks, you are quite brave, right?" Chen Zhe stepped over, but Zhou Yuhan squeezed past him and stood in front of him: "I am Zhou Yuhan, not this person My girlfriend...who asked me to accompany you for a drink, come forward,"
There were five or six people in the private room, some were fat or thin, some had sinister faces and a gangly air, some had elegant temperaments like university teachers, and some were formally dressed like office white-collar workers. They didn't look like the same type of people at all.
"You are Zhou Yuhan, the legendary celebrity with quite a personality, and indeed you look very Zhou Zheng. My niece is still a fan of yours. Can you help my niece get an autograph from you later?" A calm-tempered man was sitting inside. The middle-aged man smiled.
Zhou Yuhan took a few steps toward the door: "You asked me by name to accompany you for a drink,"
"Haha, you look like you are less than twenty years old. You are about the same age as my niece. I, an old cow, would not dare to chew on your tender grass." The middle-aged man's attitude and tone when he spoke caught Chen Zhe's eye. It's a bit familiar, but I've definitely never seen it before.
Zhou Yuhan stood there, looking slender and graceful, making him look fragile, but facing these extraordinary people with different temperaments, he didn't pay attention at all.
The people in this room looked at each other in confusion when facing Zhou Yuhan.
"If it's not you, then who is it?" Zhou Yuhan's eyes swept across the row of people on the table in front of him.
Chen Zhe walked over and generously pulled up a spare chair next to him and sat down. Anyway, she had the skills and couldn't suffer any loss, so just let her be.
Sitting across from the middle-aged man who spoke was a middle-aged fat man with a red face. He didn't know whether he drank too much or was born like this. He looked down for a few times before he recognized the black face thrown in by Chen Zhe. Man: "He Biao, why is it you?"
The middle-aged fat man quickly ran over and pushed the man down. The black-faced man named He Biao was thrown by Chen Zhe and then hit by his men. He rolled his eyes and could only breathe in but not out. If not, No one cares, he must be suppressed for good or bad.
He Biao took a few deep breaths: "Boss Long, I've been thrown here for a long time. How can you recognize me? I'm almost suffocated."
"Hey, you just flew in too fast with a bang, and then you were suppressed by someone. I...I am short-sighted and can't see clearly. Are you okay?" Boss Long gave He Biao a few hits on the chest and thought Help him up.
Who knew that as soon as He Biao stood up, his legs became weak and he knelt down: "I...my legs can't be used anymore,"
Boss Long thought He Biao's leg was numb from the pressure, so he patted his leg a few times: "How is it? Are you feeling better?"
He Biao tried his best to stand, but found that he had no feeling in his legs. For him, he would no longer have to join society after losing his legs. He cried with a sad face: "I, I seem to be disabled,"
Several of He Biao's younger brothers next to him regained consciousness and wanted to get up, but all of them had the same symptoms as He Biao, except that they were better, with only one leg not working properly.
Chen Zhe made a quick move just now, but he intercepted He Biao's meridians. If he didn't come to rescue him, he would have recovered naturally. This can be considered a punishment.
Zhou Yuhan guessed that this was done by Chen Zhe, and looked back at him and then at Boss Long: "You sent this guy here,"
"Why did I ask He Biao to treat you to a drink? There are no good people in the entertainment industry. Why are you pretending to me..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Yuhan stepped forward with his hand in hand and struck Boss Long directly with his palm. A man weighing 150 or 60 kilograms was lifted into the air by Zhou Yuhan's palm and fell down before his eyes. When he got to the table, the middle-aged man who was talking to Zhou Yuhan just reached out and took it. He didn't compete with Zhou Yuhan, but just gently pulled Boss Long to his side.
This skill is very handsome.
Chen Zhe's eyes lit up. This middle-aged man is also a master. In terms of close combat, Chen Zhe is 100% no match. Of course, if it comes to fighting, it's another matter.
Yuhan's skills seem to have improved this week. He may have worked hard during this period. His shots seem lighter but more powerful. He must have a deeper understanding of how to exert force.
The middle-aged man also guessed Chen Zhe's tricks and clasped fists with Chen Zhe: "This guy looks young, but he is very experienced in martial arts. I admire him very much. It was our fault that you invited your girlfriend to accompany you for a drink." , let me apologize first and give you a little punishment. We will admit it, but He Biao is also a man, and his disability is a bit too much. Please tell me how to admit his mistake and how to punish him. Can you show your favor?"
Chen Zhe said nothing.
There was no trace of embarrassment on the middle-aged man's face: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Jiang Feng. I have many friends in the martial arts circles across the province. My little brother is good at martial arts. We may have some connections. I don't know what the elders in the family call them."
This man was polite and considerate, and his demeanor was obviously not on the same level as the black-faced man just now.
Chen Zhe was also willing to take the soft side rather than the hard side. He was too embarrassed to do anything because he was being polite. He smiled and said, "You're welcome. My name is Chen Zhe. This skill..."
At this point, Chen Zhe didn't know what to say. His kung fu was taught by Qin Xin. Uncle Zhong also taught him and secretly learned it from Yang Hui. He also observed Xue Yu's skills. To say that the kung fu he really learned was only taught by Qin Xin Chen Zhe learned the introductory physical skills from the above, and then picked up a few tricks from the masters he had seen and used them as branches and leaves. It was like a brand of his own. Everyone in martial arts would definitely agree. Not really, but in martial arts alone, he can barely be considered a master.
"I can be considered self-taught..." Chen Zhe smiled.
If you don't have a master to teach you martial arts, you won't be able to understand it. This is the hard work of many generations. No matter how talented you are, you can't learn it by yourself.
Jiang Feng thought that Chen Zhe didn't want to say anything, so he smiled kindly and didn't say anything more.
Zhou Yuhan also saw that Jiang Feng was a master, so he stared at him with an unkind look, feeling a little eager to try.
She was about to move, but Chen Zhe gently grabbed her hand from behind. Zhou Yuhan was particularly irritable today, and she didn't know who provoked her.
Jiang Feng heard that the name Chen Zhe sounded familiar, and after thinking for a long time, he remembered who he had heard this name from: "Chen Zhe...Chen Zhe, have you ever stayed in the provincial capital detention center and met Jiang Chi?" noodle,"
After saying this, Chen Zhe felt that Jiang Chi and Jiang Feng looked alike, and there were similarities in their demeanor and behavior.
"You are related to Uncle Jiang Chi," Chen Zhe pulled up a chair and sat down, and then pulled Zhou Yuhan over.
The strange thing is that although Zhou Yuhan was irritable today, she still sat on his lap obediently, and she recognized that she was his girlfriend.
Jiang Feng smiled: "I am Jiang Chi, my uncle and brother. You must also know Jiang Chen. She is my niece,"
I dare Jiang Feng to say that his niece likes Zhou Yuhan very much... she is talking about Jiang Chen.
"It turns out he is Uncle Jiang Chi's younger brother, so I have to call him uncle," Chen Zhe is sometimes unreasonable, but he comes from an intellectual family. His grandfather is a university professor and his father is also a teacher. Respect for elders has been ingrained in him since he was a child. Heartfelt.
The two exchanged some words, and Chen Zhe came over and was held by Jiang Feng: "Since he is Jiang Chen's friend, he is not an outsider. Let me introduce you. These are all well-known people in Jiangcheng City."
He first pointed at the boss Long who had just been thrown out by Zhou Yuhan: "This is Long Chenghu. After Zhao Hu died, he took over part of his territory."
Chen Zhe nodded and ignored Boss Long.
I bet this was the gangster who took over the territory after Zhao Hu's death, and the few people he led were also very arrogant.
The remaining few are all figures in the Tao, some are all black, some are black, and some are businessmen with strong charlatanism. Chen Zhe is not willing to have close friendship with such people, so he just nods and waits for Jiang Feng to finish the introduction. Then he said: "Those people insulted my girlfriend. I originally wanted them to be unable to stand up in their lives. Since Uncle Jiang is not an outsider, I will let He Biao go. They stood upside down at the door for three hours and their blood flowed backward for three hours." , the legs can move..."
Chen Zhe pointed outside casually.
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Outside, including He Biao, a dark-faced man, was supported against the wall and stood upside down. After being surprised, the waiters coming and going at Jiangcheng Hotel did not dare to look at it for fear of angering these people.
Boss Long also saw Chen Zhe's ability and sat on the chair scratching his head in embarrassment.
Chen Zhe took action and paralyzed He Biao. No one dared to mess with him again.
Jiang Feng asked Chen Zhe to sit down and said with a smile: "He Biao came to see Zhou Yuhan today. He originally wanted to make a scene to welcome the new boss here. You also know the new boss..."
Downstairs of Jiangcheng Hotel, a M6 sedan stopped at the door, and a guy with triangular eyes and who was not a good person by nature got out of the car.
The driver said from behind: "Brother Ma, I will take you to the private room after I park the car."
Brother Ma waved his hand: "Isn't it the VIP room No. 8188? Even if I can't find the place, I won't ask. I'll go up first. You can follow me later. I'm hungry."
Brother Ma scratched his shaved head while walking: "Damn, I kept shaving my skin in the dormitory, and now I don't even feel comfortable with long hair."
Ma Liu, the new underworld leader in Jiangcheng City, was also Chen Zhe's prison cellmate... He was often harmed by Chen Zhe at that time.
He sneezed a few times and said to himself: "Why do you keep sneezing? This is not a good sign."
I asked the waiter at the door: "Find someone to take me to private room 8188,"
The waiter nodded. Those who could go to private room 8188 were all respectable people. She called the lobby manager and took Ma Liu to private room 8188 upstairs.
That private room was a bit strange. There were seven or eight gangsters with dragons and phoenixes standing on their heads at the door. They didn't know what illness they had, but they all went to stand on their heads.
The corner of Ma Liu's mouth twitched slightly, this scene was so familiar.
On the first day Chen Zhe came to the detention center, he made everyone, including Ma Liu, stand on their heads against the wall...
h3The author has something to say/h3
I had a social event last night. I drank a lot when I came back. I was groggy. I hurriedly coded a chapter and went to bed. I glued the wrong chapter and didn’t notice it.
I just saw a message from a friend this morning.
Sorry, I pasted the wrong chapter...change it now.