As soon as Qinglong finished speaking, he held the door frame with both hands, raised his foot and kicked Zhang Wenhao who was in front of the sink. He did not restrain himself with this kick, almost using all his strength.
How could Zhang Wenhao buy his fault? He had already beaten Chen Chong, a guy with a distinguished background, into a pig's head, so how could he let a gangster in his cell bully him?
Just when Qinglong kicked him, Zhang Wenhao suddenly stepped forward to meet him, raised his right arm, and clamped the leg kicked by Qinglong. Then, Zhang Wenhao raised his leg and kicked Qinglong's other support.
The left leg is on the ground! This kick goes straight to the knee!
The knee could only be bent forward, but Zhang Wenhao's force was from front to back! Although he did not use all his strength when he kicked this foot, he heard a click, and Qinglong's left leg felt pain, and then became extremely sore and numb.
After he softened, Zhang Wenhao suddenly released the arm holding his right leg. With a bang, Qinglong fell straight to the ground. This time, the back of his head hit the ground, and the fall was really heavy!
Zhang Wenhao was already angry in his heart. This Qinglong took the initiative to trouble him. He just found someone who could vent his anger. He stepped firmly on Qinglong's chest, which made him cough violently. This
At that time, Zhang Wenhao said coldly: "If the rule you are talking about is to use your feet, then this is my Zhang Wenhao's rule!"
At this moment, the whole account exploded!
In their eyes, a frail boy of seventeen or eighteen years old entering this house is like a real mouse entering a real cat's nest. But they never imagined that the mouse in their eyes was not only not a mouse, but also a real mouse entering the house.
Still a tiger!
"What a boy, you are so arrogant!" Before Brother Meng could say anything, a strong man of about thirty years old stood up next to him and walked straight towards Zhang Wenhao.
This man is 1.85 meters tall, while Zhang Wenhao is only 1.75 meters tall now, and the other person's body is very strong. In comparison, he is much more imposing than himself.
"Qinglong has learned your rules, now you also learn my rules!"
As the man spoke, he rubbed the surface of his right fist with his left palm, walked up to Zhang Wenhao, and suddenly took action. This extremely fast uppercut went straight to the side of Zhang Wenhao's face!
Although Zhang Wenhao's physical strength is not as strong as him, Zhang Wenhao is a master of actual combat. This man's punch seemed to be powerful and fast, but Zhang Wenhao suddenly bent down and easily dodged this inevitable punch.
Fist, and then, Zhang Wenhao's bent legs suddenly exerted force! His whole body instantly jumped up!
A punch from bottom to top directly hit the man's chin. With a click, you could hear the opponent's upper and lower rows of teeth colliding involuntarily. It seemed that several teeth were broken, but Zhang Wenhao knew that this
The attack will never cause much damage to him. What he really wants to do is to make him lose his combat effectiveness in the shortest possible time!
His chin was suddenly hit, and there were several hard objects and the smell of blood in his mouth in the severe pain. The man could have touched it with his hands. Zhang Wenhao could have directly hit the opponent's lower body, leaving him alone for ten days and a half.
He straightened up, but Zhang Wenhao didn't bother to use that kind of indiscriminate attack method. He turned his arm into an elbow, and hit the opponent's lower abdomen with the hard elbow!
This is not the crotch, but it is only slightly higher than the crotch. Here is the bladder!
The bladder is an organ that stores urine. When the urine in the bladder reaches a certain level, it will stimulate the detrusor muscle to produce the urge to urinate. If this stimulation reaches a certain level and cannot be released, then it will only have one choice, to urinate by itself.
release!
Wow!
The man's pants began to flow downwards with yellow urine, and he felt as if all his strength had been drained from his body. He clutched his abdomen and moaned, completely ignoring the embarrassment of having just peed his pants.
Zhang Wenhao glanced at him and said coldly: "If I go down another inch, you won't just wet your pants, but you will never be able to be a man again in this life!"
At this time, everyone in the room was shocked. Zhang Wenhao's counterattack against Qinglong just now seemed to them that Qinglong underestimated the enemy and even used his hands to support the door frame to attack the opponent. In this way, it was easy for the opponent to counterattack.
, and this strong man was suddenly beaten by Zhang Wenhao until he wet his pants, so they had to re-examine Zhang Wenhao, a boy who was not yet eighteen years old.
At this time, Zhang Wenhao also said: "I'm just a high school student. I don't know what kind of rules everyone applies in this cell. I don't want to cause trouble, but please don't think that Ma Shan must be ridden. I
I have never seen much of the world, but my dad has told me since I was a child how he fought against the Vietnamese in Laoshan and on the southwest border. Although I am young, I still have backbone!"
Everyone looked at me and I looked at each other, looking at each other in confusion. The fierce brother frowned and looked at Zhang Wenhao and asked: "Did your dad fight in that battle?"
Zhang Wenhao also frowned, looked at him and asked: "He is the person I admire most, do I need to use him to bullshit you?"
"Okay!" Brother Meng suddenly shouted and said, "My brother is buried in the southwest, in Malipo!"
As he said that, Brother Meng added: "You have skills and a bit of blood. If I want to punish you, in this cell, no matter how skilled you are, you can't win. But I appreciate your blood, no matter how old you are."
Da, you are a man. From now on, no one will cause you any trouble in this house!"
"Thank you then." Zhang Wenhao hugged him and thanked him, neither humble nor overbearing.
"Qinglong, Lao Ji, you two listen carefully, and the same goes for everyone else. Don't cause trouble for this little brother in the future, otherwise, you will have trouble with me."
The Qinglong struggled to get up, dragging his unconscious left leg and sitting on the lower bunk next to him. While rubbing his leg, he said feebly: "Good boy, your attack is dark enough. If you use more force, my leg will be broken."
I will be kicked to pieces by you."
Immediately, Qinglong looked at Lao Ji, who was squatting on the ground holding his stomach, and asked: "Lao Ji, are you okay?"
The face of Lao Ji was very ugly, and the fact that he peed his pants made it difficult for him to accept it for a while. At this time, Brother Meng said: "Qinglong, just be lucky, this little brother didn't use all his strength, otherwise your legs would definitely be damaged."
It needs to be cut off.”
Qinglong was stunned for a moment, with a dejected look on his face. It was obvious that it was difficult for him to accept being taught a lesson by a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old in front of everyone.
Lao Ji is even more like this.
Lao Ji remained silent. After he calmed down, he took a pair of clean underwear and went into the bathroom. When he came out again, the embarrassment on his face was much less.
Lao Ji looked at Zhang Wenhao, who was speechless at the side, and asked: "Boy, have you practiced?"
"Yeah." Zhang Wenhao nodded.
Lao Ji pursed his lips and said angrily: "I have practiced Sanda for four years, and I have never lost one-on-one. Today I lost to you."
"Sanda has no meaning." Zhang Wenhao said calmly: "Nowadays Sanda is mostly for performance. What I practice is actual combat. It has only one purpose: to inflict maximum damage to the enemy in the shortest time."
The fifty-year-old man on the side was smoking a cigarette and said: "A little kid who practices such vicious things can easily get himself into trouble. I think you probably hit people too hard when you came in here, right?
"
Zhang Wenhao shook his head and said: "I was just acting in self-defense. It's just that the person who was beaten is the district chief's son, so I'm here."
"District chief?" Brother Meng frowned and asked, "Which district are you from?"
"Jiangxin District." Zhang Wenhao said lightly.
"What a boy." Brother Meng praised him and said, "You dare to mess with Chen Ru. You are really brave, but you are a bit brave. You hit the son of the district chief. This will be done to you and you."
It brings a lot of trouble to your family. What does your family do?"
"Both parents are ordinary workers."
"Oh..." Everyone's expressions changed after hearing this. Qinglong sighed, walked over lamely, patted Zhang Wenhao on the shoulder, and said: "Young man, we are all children from ordinary families. When something happens,
You must not be impulsive. In everything you do, you must not only consider yourself, but also your family. Your parents should be dying of anxiety now that you are here."
"Yeah." Zhang Wenhao looked a little gloomy and said, "I'm not afraid that they will punish me. I'm just afraid that they will find my parents, and I'm afraid that my parents will worry about me."
Brother Meng said helplessly: "Boy, you are still too young. I used to have a brother who ran a video game arcade. Because he had some business conflicts with Chen Ru's nephew, I asked someone to beat him up. Not long afterward.
, the video game city was sealed, and he was sentenced to six years for intentional injury and suspected of gathering people to gamble. You were even more powerful, and you beat Chen Ru's son directly. Chen Ru is famous for being cruel and ruthless. "
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