, Damn it, the Brother Tang you are talking about is not him, right?..., The young gangster who slapped Yao Feng suddenly woke up and stared at the middle school boy.┝eng. com is updated the fastest┭
"What do you think? But why did Brother Tang change his car? His previous car was a tank." Yao Feng has never forgotten the scene where Tang Zheng drove the tank so fast that it overturned dozens of tanks.
Shhh, the young people standing nearby booed when they heard this. This kid is really good at bragging.
"Can a tank be owned by a Si? There must be a lot of tricks in your head. You were born from a close relative, right?" The gangster had a look of disdain on his face. As long as his IQ was normal, he would never believe it.
"How can a piece of trash like this meet a rich man who drives a supercar? Why do I think it's so fantasy? Do you think you're a pretty girl?"
The gangsters didn't believe it at first, but they wanted to cheer themselves up. At least they couldn't lose their momentum, otherwise they would never want to hang out in this area again.
Tang Zheng used a baseball bat to push open the door, and saw the people inside looking over, then moving away, quietly looking over here, trying to watch a good show.
Yao Feng had five-fingered ears on his face, and he and his six companions were surrounded by a group of gangsters. When he saw Tang Zheng coming in, he immediately shouted.
"Brother Tang, I'm here."
"Holy shit, do you really know each other?" The gangsters' hearts skipped a beat, but they had no choice but to stop the luxury car. The two sides were not on the same level at all. How could they compete with each other? The gangster with the dragon tattoo
If he hadn't been worried about face, he would have simply surrendered and begged for mercy.
"What's going on?" Tang Zheng stood still and looked coldly at these middle school students with dyed hair and earrings, and some displeasure flashed on their faces. After all, they had come out of the killing game of blood and fire, and it was inevitable that they would appear on his body.
With a touch of coldness.
At this moment, in this winter Internet cafe, everyone was as silent as a chill, listening to Tang Zheng scolding the middle school students.
"Go home, clean yourself up, and then go to school." Tang Zheng said in a stern tone, and then scanned the entire Internet cafe. Sure enough, there were still some students skipping classes. "Everyone under the age of sixteen, come out and go to school."
"Sir, if you do this, it will affect our business.
"A young network manager walked over bravely and the students left. They would lose at least half of their turnover. If the boss knew about it, they would be furious and their wages would be deducted.
"If you have something to do, ask your boss to talk to me." Tang Zheng didn't want to waste words with this guy who couldn't make the decision, so he looked at the middle school students, "What are you waiting for? Move quickly!"
It would be okay if he didn't meet Tang Zheng. Of course, he would take care of it today. Even if the middle school students ran out of the Internet cafe and went to play somewhere else, they would be kicked out. Out of sight, out of mind.
Yao Feng squeezed the gangsters away and led his companions to the side of Tang Zheng. The seven gangsters looked at each other and did not dare to stop him.
"Brother Tang, I was beaten." Yao Feng became proud again when he saw that Tang Zheng was full of aura and calmed everyone down. He pretended to be powerful and wanted Tang Zheng to help him vent his anger.
"What's going on with you? Tell me clearly." Tang Zheng was so depressed that it was really embarrassing to have such a team member.
"That's it, that girl bumped into Dongzi, and she was swearing. We just want some medical expenses." The gangster said, fearing that Yao Feng would exaggerate the matter any more and it would not end well.
"You guys are really good at making things up, Brother Tang. He said I broke his kidney." The girl from Audition pushed past Yao Feng and came to Tang Zheng's side, naturally hugging his arm.
Tang Zheng blocked her hand with a baseball bat and took a look. The girl's only delicate beauty was covered up by cosmetics. There was a strong smell of perfume floating on her body that stimulated the sense of smell and made people want to sneeze.
The girl was a little disappointed when Tang Zheng stopped her, but when she saw his eyes falling on her, she quickly straightened her breasts which had just begun to grow.
"How much do you want?" Tang Zheng didn't want to argue about who was right and who was wrong, it would be too troublesome.
"Not much, one thousand." The gangsters did not expect such a result, and were very happy, with smiles on their faces. In their opinion, the other party was obviously willing to spend money to settle the matter.
"One thousand yuan is not much? It's half of my dad's salary?" a middle school student shouted, very dissatisfied.
"Yao Feng, go get a wad of money from the travel bag in the car." Tang Zheng was very calm and began to think about what gifts he should bring when visiting Chu Bai 11.
The young network administrator called the boss and told him about the conflict in the Internet cafe. The boss said favorably and hung up the phone.
Yao Feng's hand was shaking when he moved towards the door of the super car. He was afraid that Tang Zheng would wait for a long time, so he directly picked up a travel bag and ran back, unzipping it at the same time and preparing to pay.
The bag was heavy and full of money. As soon as Yao Feng entered the Internet cafe, he took it away. Bundles of hundred-yuan bills tied with white strips of paper spilled on the floor, instantly dazzling everyone's eyes.
Yao Feng was stunned. He had never seen so much money since he was a child, and now it was lying at his feet. His heart beat involuntarily, as if Brother Tang had said he would give it to him.
The gangsters looked at Tang Zheng, not even daring to stab him.
"Why are you so dazed if you haven't pretended yet?" Tang Zheng frowned. Middle school students are really unreliable in their work. He bent down to pick up a bundle and threw it to the gangster.
"This, this?" The tattooed gangster felt that the money was very hot and he didn't dare to ask for it, but he couldn't stop the greed in his heart.
The compensation has been paid, so now let’s talk about their injuries.” Tang Zheng would not let Yao Feng’s beating be in vain.
The seven gangsters were full of excitement, thinking about how to spend the 10,000 yuan from the lucky pie, when they heard Tang Zheng's words, and were suddenly shocked. It was such a winter, and they were actually sweating. As expected, they didn't.
Be prepared to let yourself go.
"Brother, I don't want the money. It's our fault. I apologize to the middle school students." The tattooed gangster handed the money back with a very respectful attitude. He couldn't afford to offend the young man in front of him. He also spent some time in a detention center.
With Xunmei Ran's personal experience, he is no longer a fool who doesn't understand anything.
"Take the money, Tui interrupts. While you are in the hospital, you should reflect on it. Do you plan to hang around for the rest of your life? While you are still young, quickly learn a literature that can support yourself." For these habitual criminals, Tang Zheng had nothing to do.
If you plan to be merciful and not add any more scars to them, they will always be lucky and unable to remember the lesson this time.
"What are you talking about? Dongzi, what are you afraid of? Let's go together and kill him."
There is always a shortage of people with short-circuited brains. A certain gangster with earrings glared at Tang Zheng, and the other four looked not so good, with obvious hostility. After all, Tang Zheng had made it clear that he would destroy them. If
Not resisting is like an idiot.
"Is it true that you can't be accommodating?" Dongzi's face turned bitter, and his tone had completely softened.
"No, if you want to fight, feel free to do it. By the way, as a reward, if you can hit me, you can take away 10,000 yuan." Tang Zheng didn't want to drag him down and tempt these guys to take action.
Sure enough, someone couldn't wait any longer, drew out his swinging stick, and pounced on Tang Zheng. Carrying a switchblade was too risky, and it was not as practical as a swinging stick.
The conflict suddenly broke out, and the onlookers hurriedly backed away for fear of being involved. Although Tang Zheng was holding a baseball bat and looked cool, no one thought highly of him. There were seven of them, and they were all used to being beaten.
The gangster on the rack.
Being able to see Tang Zheng deflated also satisfied some frustrated hearts, but the next scene...
That made their eyes pop.
Facing the stick that was being swung towards his head, Tang Zheng stretched out his left hand with lightning, firmly grasped the gangster's right hand, and violently broke it. The other party screamed, and let go of the stick, followed closely by Tang Zheng holding the gangster's right hand with his right hand.
The alloy baseball bat hit his little tui.
Click, the crisp sound of fractures accompanied by the gangster's shrill screams resounded throughout the Internet cafe. Everyone saw that the gangster's little tui had completed ninety degrees, unable to support his body, and fell to the ground.
Two more gangsters approached. Tang Zheng grabbed the opponent's swinging stick with his left hand and swung it out, hitting one in the face and making him fall back. At the same time, he raised his foot and kicked his little tui.
Broken bones, another one was crippled, he screamed, but before he fell down, Tang Zheng's baseball bat had already swung like a big windmill and hit the face of the unlucky man on the right.
Poof, the gangster spat out a mouthful of blood. It was better for Tang Zheng to show mercy, otherwise all the teeth in his mouth would be knocked out.
Seeing Tang Zheng's fierce attack, knocking down three people in the blink of an eye, and a gangster who was still sprinting almost peeing in fear, he instinctively wanted to stop, but as soon as he saw it, an alloy baseball bat was spinning and wiping his ears.
It flew past and hit the nose of the companion beside him, causing blood to spatter immediately.
Tang Zheng took a step forward, spread out his long arms, like a long arm sucking water, grabbed the bat in the air after hitting the person, and slapped the gangster next to him on the arm with his backhand. The force was so strong that he was knocked away directly.
In just one meeting, in less than thirty seconds, five of the gangsters who were preparing to beat up Tang Zheng were knocked down, which shocked the onlookers. They looked at Tang Zheng as if they were looking at a prehistoric giant.
They were about to throw the bat, but Dongzi and the other gangster who were left had no intention of fighting back. They directly put their heads in their hands and squatted on the ground.
"We were wrong." Looking at the miserable condition of his companions, he didn't dare to kill them two, and started to act rogue and beg for mercy. At this time, face was nothing, and no one wanted to be interrupted and sent to the hospital for several months.
"You two slapped each other, or did I interrupt you?" Tang Zheng suddenly changed his mind. Looking at the middle school students who were still sitting in front of the computer and concentrating on playing with no self-control, it seemed that they had to be shackles.
This is more than just addiction, my self-control has been reduced to the extreme.
The two gangsters hesitated for a moment, but decided to slap him, which was much gentler than interrupting Tui.
The sound of the slap was very clear, with a shock of power that made everyone in the Internet cafe stay silent.
"Okay." Tang Zheng's original intention was not to humiliate these two people, just slap him a few times to prove his sincerity. "Now I will give you a job. Watch out for the Internet cafes in this area. If any minors come again, stop them."
"Absolutely impossible. You are going against the owners of several nearby Internet cafes. They also have connections." Dongzi shook his head like a rattle. "...Besides, what do you care about those middle school students?"
If they are willing to waste their lives, let them waste it. Anyway, one more piece of garbage will give a job to those who work hard, which can be considered as an indirect contribution to society."!. @ya
