Super Didi System

"Today, I will let you know why the flowers are so red." Zhou Haoyu stepped forward quickly, punched and kicked them two times, and knocked them down to the ground neatly.

And the drunk man who was kicked down by Zhou Haoyu at the beginning has already got up now.

His drunken head was a little dazed, he hadn't recognized the situation right now, he cursed nonsense in his mouth, picked up the chair next to him, and hit Zhou Haoyu again.

"You really want to die." Seeing this, Zhou Haoyu simply kicked him in the face.

"Oh, hiss..." The man was kicked to the ground, and the chair in his hand couldn't hold it steady, and it happened to hit himself.

Zhou Haoyu stepped forward in two steps, stepped on his face, and immediately said mockingly: "Didn't you make me look good? Why did you fall down by yourself?"

"I fucked Gobi." The drunk man yelled, but he still refused to accept it.

As an old gangster, he is already out of oil and salt, the worst is just a beating, so what can he do?
"The mouth is quite stiff." Zhou Haoyu raised his eyebrows, then grabbed the drunk man's hair with his hands, and slammed it fiercely towards the ground.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of strong impact is endless.

"Ahhh..." With every blow Zhou Haoyu hit, the drunk man wailed.

His head was bleeding soon, but Zhou Haoyu still didn't intend to stop.

"Stop hitting, if you hit again, you will die." Lin Chengcheng walked to Zhou Haoyu's side and whispered to persuade him.

"Just this kind of scum, if you kill it, you're doing harm to the people." Zhou Haoyu responded with a light smile, not seeming to care.

When the drunk man heard this, he was really scared.

He hurriedly begged for mercy and said: "Brother, I was wrong, please forgive me, I will never dare again in the future."

"Wrong?" Zhou Haoyu chuckled, "You thought you were kind, but you're just a softie."

"Yes, I'm a softie, brother, please let me go, I feel dizzy, and I really feel like I'm going to die." The drunk man cried bitterly.

He usually hits people a lot, and he has been beaten a lot, but this is the first time he has encountered a character like Zhou Haoyu who has a smile on his face but is extremely ruthless in his attacks.

"Don't worry, didn't you come here to drink before? You didn't even drink this wine, how could I let you go?" Zhou Haoyu laughed, and then brought a bottle of white wine from the table next to him.

"Brother, I won't drink anymore, please don't drive." The drunk man looked at Zhou Haoyu's movements and said politely.

"I've already opened it, you don't have to drink it." Zhou Haoyu chuckled, then poured the bottle mouth down, and poured it directly towards the bleeding wound of the drunk.

"Oh, hiss..." The drunk's wound touched the white wine, and he jumped up in pain, trying to dodge.

However, Zhou Haoyu was kicked by him directly and fell to the ground. He said with a concerned look, "I'll disinfect your wound to prevent wound infection. What are you hiding?"

"Brother, I'll just go to the hospital for disinfection. I don't dare to bother you to do it yourself." The drunk man begged, and he was already crying.

It's not that he is too weak, but the feeling of liquor touching the wound, whoever tries it will know, that kind of strong stimulation is simply not something ordinary people can bear.

"Okay, get out." Zhou Haoyu finished pouring out a bottle of white wine, and then kicked him with his foot.

"Yes, I'm leaving now." The drunk man hurriedly ran to the gate of the hotpot restaurant together with his brothers as if he had received an amnesty.

"By the way, wait a minute." Zhou Haoyu remembered something, and immediately yelled.

"What, what?" The corner of the drunk man's mouth twitched, but he still didn't dare not turn his head.

"You settle your bill before leaving, and the broken things here are all yours, understand?" Zhou Haoyu reminded.

"Yes, yes, yes, I understand, I understand." The drunk man didn't dare to refute, so he quickly took out the card in his wallet and handed it to the waiter next to him to swipe the card.

The owner of the store stood far away. After seeing this scene, he couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and sighed softly: "I thought the business was done for nothing today, but I didn't expect that young man. Moral."

After the drunks left, Zhou Haoyu also beckoned the waiter over, ready to pay the bill and leave.

"How much?" Zhou Haoyu took out his wallet while talking.

"Sir, the boss just ordered that you are free of charge for this table." The waiter responded respectfully.

"Free bills?" Zhou Haoyu didn't know why, "What kind of bills are free, I'm not a hooligan who doesn't pay for meals, tell me the number."

The waiter was a little embarrassed, so he turned to look at the boss not far away.

Seeing this, the boss hurried over, cupped his hands at Zhou Haoyu and said, "You acted righteously today and taught those gangsters who often make trouble here a lesson, I am very grateful to you.

So I definitely can't accept your meal money, even if I invite you, I hope you don't refuse. "

"It's like this, that's fine." Zhou Haoyu nodded, and said with a light smile, "Since it's your wish, the boss, then I won't be polite."

"Come and sit if you have time, I welcome you at any time in this small shop." The boss said enthusiastically.

"Then see you later." Zhou Haoyu waved his hand, then called Lin Chengcheng and left together.

After leaving the store, Lin Chengcheng looked at Zhou Haoyu with admiration and said, "You were so handsome when you shot just now, and those bastards were beaten like nothing.

You may not have noticed that there are many little girls who are eating in the store, looking at you with little stars in their eyes. "

"Really?" Zhou Haoyu was very surprised, then touched his chin, and said deliberately: "Then why don't you wait for me, I'll go back to the store and see if I can get the WeChat accounts of some pretty girls."

"You're looking for death." Lin Chengcheng let out a coquettish voice, and subconsciously reached out and landed on Zhou Haoyu's waist, wanting to twist it.

But the moment her delicate little hand touched the soft flesh of Zhou Haoyu's waist, she suddenly realized that she and Zhou Haoyu were just ordinary friends.

What he said and what he did at the moment were very inappropriate.

"Well, uh, I was a little confused just now. If you want WeChat, hurry up. I'll wait for you in the car." Lin Chengcheng quickly withdrew his hand, touched his head, and said awkwardly.

"Whatever WeChat, I have your WeChat, that's enough." Zhou Haoyu looked into Lin Chengcheng's eyes and said seriously.