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Chapter 42

"Sir, don't be afraid, he's alone, and we'll make him into meat with each stick!"

Zheng Dongfang's attack was frustrated. He was encouraging his subordinate Ma Zai. They immediately organized another wave of offensive and surrounded the car.

And Chen Hao, adhering to the essence of guerrilla warfare, fired a shot to change places, jumped onto the roof of a car, let the gangsters' encirclement fail, and then picked the two who were left alone, and repeated the old trick. A few seconds later, another The two punks fell down.

Xia Jing, who was filming live at the scene, was extremely excited. The last time she saw this kind of scene was in Donnie Yen's martial arts movie. Although Chen Hao didn't have any fancy moves, his strength worked wonders, either with a stick or with a punch, which stunned the enemy. Every time he takes action, he can defeat one or two gangsters. In Xia Jing's opinion, he is on the same level as Superman.

"Oh my god, Chen Hao is so handsome, why is my heart beating so fast?" Xia Jing was agitated.

After a few minutes of fierce fighting here, Chen Hao has already knocked down all the bastards, leaving Zheng Dong, the last one, backing away in horror.

That's right, from the initial shouting to the trembling retreat now, Zheng Dong had been frightened out of his courage by Chen Hao, who was possessed by the God of War. He finally knew that he seemed to have been kicked on an iron plate.

"Brother, we have something to talk about. Let's just forget it today. How about that?" Zheng Dong stammered.

"Forget it? Let's forget it. How can I be worthy of you bringing so many people here?" Chen Hao threw away the deformed and cracked wooden stick. There was no need for weapons to deal with a playboy like Zheng Dong.

"Chen Hao, hit him, hit him hard!"

Xia Jing is helping the battle over there. She can remember Zheng Dong insulting her just now. Women are narrow-minded, but it is not so easy to forget hatred.

Zheng Dong suddenly became ruthless, grabbed the steel pipe and attacked Chen Hao.

When Chen Hao dodged to the side, his steel pipe smashed a Ford car parked beside him out of a big hole.

"It's not good for you to damage other people's property!"

Chen Hao kicked Zheng Dong down at the same time, and the steel pipe in his hand flew out.

Zheng Dong was about to get up, but Chen Hao went up and twisted his arm, and controlled him to the ground.

Chen Hao waved to Xia Jing, indicating that if he had a grudge, he would take revenge.

"Let you be a hooligan!"

Xia Jing is also a person who loves to be kind and friendly. She ran over and stepped on Zheng Dong's crotch with her high heels a few times. Zheng Dong rolled his eyes when he stepped on it.

Chen Hao's heart shivered when he saw it, and he felt chilly under his body. He thought that Xia Jing, this girl, should never be provoked, because she was so ruthless.

"What should I do now? Give it to him..." Xia Jing retracted her feet and made a gesture of wiping her neck.

Chen Hao was speechless, did this Xia Jing watch too many movies and kill people casually?

Zheng Dong was so frightened that his pants were wet, his anger filled the air, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Brother, sister, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, we have something to discuss, I will admit whatever you want to make amends!"

Chen Hao still wanted to teach this Zheng Dong a lesson, but he was too smelly now, so he kicked his ass and cursed: "Hurry up, get out, I was almost smoked to death by you!"

Zheng Dong ran away like this, and only a few of his younger brothers were slowed down, and they also stumbled away with him.

Chen Hao shouted: "Hey, take your little brothers away and send them to the hospital!"

Unexpectedly, Zheng Dong ran even faster.

After calling 120 for those fainting gangsters, Chen Hao and Xia Jing got into his Hummer.

Xia Jing's wonderful eyes have been looking at Chen Hao since getting in the car, making Chen Hao very uncomfortable, and asked her: "What are you looking at?"

"I'm watching Kung Fu stars, you are so good at fighting and handsome, you should make a movie." Xia Jing said longingly.

"I don't have any plans for now." Chen Hao said.

"Then you must tell me when you have plans, and I will be your fan leader!"

Xia Jing has become Chen Hao's fan girl, and she doesn't hide her admiration for Chen Hao at all.

Chen Hao smiled and asked her, "Where are you going for dinner?"

"Let's go and come to the tea restaurant again. The food there is not bad. I'll treat you to this meal." Xia Jing said happily.

"Okay, then I'd rather be respectful than obey." Chen Hao said and drove towards the restaurant.

"Wow, the Hummer is great, it has a lot of space, and it's not bumpy at all." Xia Jing yelled in the car.

Chen Hao suddenly felt that this girl was a little too lively...

When we arrived at the restaurant, Xia Jing chose a small box, which was more convenient for chatting.

Then they ordered some dishes, and the two chatted while eating.

"What business do you do?" Xia Jing asked delicately, resting her chin on her hands.

"I, now I have a western restaurant under my control." Chen Hao said.

"Western food, I'm not good at it. It would be fine if it's Chinese food. My ancestors were the imperial chefs of the Qing Dynasty. There are a lot of recipes at home. My grandfather and father are both state banquet chefs. They will teach your cooks a few times to ensure your business. excellent."

Xia Jing's family background made Chen Hao a little surprised. He didn't expect that this Daxiong girl was actually from a family of chefs. He happened to have plans to do catering, so he asked, "Can you invite your father to work in my restaurant?"

"No chance," Xia Jing shook her head, "My dad is a stubborn person. He likes to eat national food. Many big hotels have offered him high-paying jobs before, but he rejected them all."

Chen Hao was a little disappointed, and suddenly realized that Xia Jing was also a child of the family, so he asked hopefully, "How about your cooking skills?"

Chen Hao is already thinking about it, if his French restaurant has such a beautiful chef with good looks and a good figure, he is afraid that the diners will step through the threshold.

"But I only know how to make instant noodles." Xia Jing was a little embarrassed, "I don't like being a chef. Oily smoke is not good for the skin, so there is no teacher to pass it on."

"That's a pity." Chen Hao sighed.

(End of this chapter)