I picked up the treasure chest in the hands of the goddess

Chapter 92
"Ok!"

Hearing Ning Chuan's words, the fat boss became completely furious. You said you just ignored the man before, but now you dare to speak in such a joking tone.

What's more, brother is considered a respectable person in the whole city, what kind of bastard are you, Ning Chuan?

When did the fat boss suffer from such anger?

I'm going to kill you today.

"Oh, that's right."

Just as Boss Fat was about to call his subordinates to rush forward in anger, Ning Chuan picked out his ears and spoke.

"Ok?"

The fat boss thought that Ning Chuan was scared, and he was thinking about how he wanted the young man in front of him to apologize to him. Should he kneel down and kowtow three times and call him grandpa, or should he pay for his personal gain.

Just when Boss Fat was thinking about it.

Ning Chuan said slowly, "You entered other people's house illegally, can you beat you?"

The voice is magnetic and steady, with a slight masculine hoarseness, and there is a smile on the corner of the mouth that is difficult to detect.

"you!"

Boss Fat was so angry that his liver was shaking, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he was about to raise his fist to Ning Chuan.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Chuan was faster than him!
He directly grabbed a beer bottle at the side and slammed it on the fat boss's forehead, and then ignored the surprised expressions of the group of punks beside him.

Jumping up suddenly, kicking one kick over another, landing on one knee and knocking down the other, the heavy feeling threw the green-haired bastard to the wall all at once.

This guy was the most arrogant before, and Ning Chuan specially beat up all kinds of dissatisfaction, and made all kinds of people suffer!
The gangster with the green hair screamed, and fell down like a block of tofu.

Afterwards, Ning Chuan kicked in the air with a spin, violently kicking the rest of the gangsters down.

It just so happened that the group of people that Boss Fat had brought surrounded him, so there was nothing he could do about it, as he just went along with the favor.

The kicks are kicked in a circle to ensure that everyone is kicked, the rain and dew are all covered, and no one is treated badly.

There are almost no fancy skills in the fights throughout the process, it is completely rough and simple.

Ning Chuan relied on his physical strength to crush him, and within 5 minutes, those punks were all lying on the ground, howling like ghosts and wolves.

cut.

Ning Chuan curled his lips, picked up a box of cigarettes from the side, unwrapped the brand new package, lit one and took a leisurely puff.

Spray it out and blow it to the face of the fat boss below.

Shock and fear appeared on Fat Boss's face, which glowed like lard, and his mouth was wide open, not daring to make a sound.

Because at this moment, his face was being stepped on by Ning Chuan's feet.

Like an old man, Ning Chuan took a small bench from the side and sat on it. He stretched out his big feet and stepped on the big fat head of the fat boss.

There is still a cigarette in his mouth, mainly because Ning Chuan likes to smoke, it is purely for pretense.

"Uh... big brother, big brother."

After a while, Boss Fat looked at Ning Chuan in fear, and stammered.

I didn't expect the boy in front of me to be so good at fighting. Isn't this pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? This is because I kicked the iron plate.

"You're bigger, sister! Bigger!"

Ning Chuan slapped the fat boss on the forehead, and spit out the cigarette in his mouth, "Your mouth is really stinky, shut it up, and you can talk later when I tell you to talk!"

Ning Chuan frowned impatiently, and punched the fat boss's fat face.

Seeing him like this, with his head full of beer bottle glass slag, it was his masterpiece, from the arrogant one just now to the messy dog ​​now.

Pointing at the gangsters who were terrified and bruised and swollen, "You all go over there for brother, put your head in your hands, have you been involved in the game?"

"That kind of standard."

Like a boss, Ning Chuan smacked his lips, "This cigarette tastes pretty good. You won't have to pay for it later, huh? Boss!"

After saying that, Ning Chuan looked at Boss Fat deliberately.

"Hey, no, you don't need to smoke it, brother. I'll pack it, it's free, and there's still over the counter. If you like to smoke this cigarette, brother, or else, I'll send someone to give you a cigarette later?"

Boss Fat winked at Ning Chuan.

Snapped!Ning Chuan slapped the fat boss, "There's so much bullshit, do you want to talk?"

Ning Chuan stared at him with tiger eyes, and Boss Fat dared not speak out of fear, feeling so wronged that he was dying.

Ning Chuan looked at those bastards facing the wall, their buttocks pouted, and their hands covering their heads.

Rushing over, one of them got kicked in the buttocks, kicking them in turn, "You little bastards, if you don't learn well, if you mess with this kind of idiot boss, how many times you can mess around! Get out of here."

Ning Chuan used his dark strength, and estimated that his pelvic bones would crack if he kicked down, and they would not be able to get out of bed within three months.

These bastards screamed and crawled out of Ning Chuan's room.

After he told them to get lost, he only left the fat boss behind.
The fat boss lay on the ground respectfully. When he heard Ning Chuan's words about following such a stupid boss, he had an ugly expression on his face, but he still smiled stiffly.

After Ning Chuan told those bastards to leave, he turned his head and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the eyes of Fat Boss, this smile is more malicious than ever.

Ning Chuan walked up to him and said, "What do you call my brother?"

"Don't dare."

Boss Fat glanced at Ning Chuan timidly.

"Hey, you still dare to look at me? And you can talk as long as you want."

Ning Chuan got upset and gave him a slap. You are in my hands now. If you are not happy, I will slap you.

"Brother, I..."

Just as Boss Fat was about to speak, a foul smell wafted out of his big mouth.

"Grass."

Ning Chuan slapped the fat boss again, "It stinks so bad, why don't you brush your teeth?"

Ning Chuan pinched his nose and looked at the fat boss with disgust.

The fat boss smiled awkwardly, full of anger, but he didn't dare to say anything, because he had just seen the tricks of the young man in front of him.

Ning Chuan doesn't look big, with handsome features, and looks like a big boy next door to a girl, but his attacks are ruthless, and the pain of hitting someone is dizzying. .

What the hell is this human being...

It doesn't match this look at all.

The fat boss roared in his heart, and he also liked to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, pretending to be low-key.

I was afraid of being upset by him again, this method is really not something ordinary people can bear.

Looking at the boss, the whole oily head was deformed by his fan, and when he looked at his hands, they were greasy.

Ning Chuan felt a chill in his heart, and wiped a clean spot on the fat boss's white T-shirt, "You don't wash your hair?"

Uh... The fat boss smiled awkwardly.

Ning Chuan couldn't help but feel funny and interested. Wasn't this guy quite arrogant before?

Now he's pretending to be a grandson.

Between people, there are 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is 3 minutes in Hedong and 3 minutes in Hexi.

What a sister, in this world, only absolute strength can stand and talk without back pain.

If it doesn't work, beat him up!

(End of this chapter)