City of Heaven Resident Clerk

Chapter 15 Props
"It's over, Lei Zhenhu is going to fight in person, what shall we do? Zhi'an, did you say that you met Lei Zhenhu just now?"

Hong Yuxuan was worried that they would be implicated when Wu Chen died, so he pinned his hopes on Zhu Zhi'an.

Zhu Zhi'an's expression was not very good-looking, she did not answer immediately, but looked at Lei Zhenhu who walked into the dance floor.

"An'an, do you really know Lei Zhenhu?" Xu Qing also asked.

There was a struggle in Zhu Zhi'an's eyes, she hesitated for a moment, and stood up.

"An'an, what are you doing?"

Xu Qing wanted to pull Zhu Zhian, but was thrown away by Zhu Zhian.

"An An is going to the dance floor..."

Lu Wenwen trotted hurriedly to keep up.

Xu Qing didn't dare to go.

Chen Jie also passed without hesitation.

"Crazy, are they crazy?" Wu Yelian said.

Hong Yuxuan next to him was struggling, and he couldn't get up in the end.

"Lei Zhenhu."

Zhu Zhi'an stood by the dance floor and shouted.

"Ok?"

Lei Zhenhu turned his head and looked over.

Wu Chen also looked, "What are they doing here?"

"Do you still remember the reception at Huayun Villa at the end of last year?" Zhu Zhi'an said.

"Drinking party?"

Ma Quandao: "Brother Hu has attended too many receptions, how can he remember?"

Hearing this, Zhu Zhi'an's face turned pale, but she still said: "My dad gave you a toast, and I was by the side at that time. My dad's name is Zhu Yanting, the chairman of Zhu's Group."

Outside, Zhu Zhi'an has never declared her family name, because she feels that people who often talk about their family members are incompetent.

Moreover, she could tell that Lei Zhenhu didn't remember at all.

But, I don't know what happened, Zhu Zhi'an just came over and even reported the house.

After saying these words, Zhu Zhian regretted it.

Because, Lei Zhenhu showed a look of disdain.

"If you interrupt me to deal with things again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Lei Zhenhu already had a calm and majestic face, but when he got angry, it was even more frightening.

Zhu Zhian unconsciously took two steps back.

"An'an..." Lu Wenwen hugged Zhu Zhi'an's arm.

"Brother Hu, don't resort to force if things can be resolved peacefully." Chen Jie bravely said.

"roll!"

Lei Zhenhu said impatiently: "Tell them to get out!"

"Please leave!"

Ma Quan pointed to the three of them.

At this time, Zhu Zhi'an looked relaxed. Although she didn't know why she wanted to help Wu Chen, and although she had never been told to leave, she tried her best anyway, so after taking a look at Wu Chen, she walked towards the booth. Pull Lu Wenwen.

Chen Jie looked at Wu Chen with worried eyes.

Wu Chen said, "Go back."

Chen Jie would not be able to help if he stayed here, he was powerless.

"Okay, it's quiet now."

Lei Zhenhu clasped his hands together, his knuckles making a "click" sound.

Due to the strength of the arms, the muscle lines of those thick arms are fully displayed, giving a full sense of strength.

"Mr. Hu, Brother Hu is still working hard?"

Ma Quan smiled and asked a thin man next to him.

This man came here with Lei Zhenhu, ordinary people may not know who he is, but Ma Quan knows that he is a master hired by brother Hu with a lot of money, it is said that he is a mercenary with countless lives in his hands.

His name is Hu Wanqi.

Hu Wanqi looked indifferent, "Lei Zhenhu is a trainer, but if he is placed in an overseas mercenary group, he can only be in the lower reaches."

"No way, the overseas mercenary group is so powerful?" Ma Quan didn't believe it.

Hu Wanqi said calmly: "Lei Zhenhu is more than enough to deal with ordinary people."

Obviously, Hu Wanqi didn't want to say anything more. Of course, Wu Chen who was opposite Lei Zhenhu was even less attractive to him.

Seeing Lei Zhenhu shaking hands and twisting his neck again, Wu Chen suddenly thought of Ma Yuanjing from the night before, so he said, "Do you need a wine bottle?"

"Bottle? What do I need a bottle for?"

Lei Zhenhu snorted.

"It looks like you are a practicer. The night before last, someone who was teaching a training class hit himself on the head with a wine bottle. He hit himself on the head twice in a row. I have to say that his head was so hard that he didn't even have a skin. Break a little."

Hearing what Wu Chen said, Lei Zhenhu's expression turned gloomy.

He heard Song Chengming explain clearly what happened the night before.

Therefore, he knew about Ma Yuanjing.

"Are you mocking me?"

While speaking, Lei Zhenhu swung his arm violently, and a pole on the dance floor for girls to dance pole dance directly bent his arm.

This scene made too many people stare wide-eyed.

Is that an arm?
Oh my God, it's terrible!

"Ma Yuanjing once stayed in the Sanda team. The Sanda team is nothing more than a competitive sport. How can it compare with authentic martial arts?"

Lei Zhenhu said coldly.

"Oh, instead of a wine bottle, I replaced it with a steel pipe as a prop."

Wu Chen spoke from his heart.

However, if it falls into the ears of others, it is clearly angering Lei Zhenhu.

"This guy, how did he become like this!"

Zhu Zhian frowned tightly and said.

"That is, if Lei Zhenhu is really angry, his life may not be saved." Xu Qing said.

"What should we do?" Lu Wenwen was extremely nervous and worried.

"What can we do? He asked for it himself, talking nonsense and talking nonsense!" Hong Yuxuan laughed.

Everyone else thought so, and the person involved, Lei Zhenhu, was really angry.

That face was so gloomy that it could drip water, "Can I understand that you are laughing at me?"

"The steel pipe is not a prop?" Wu Chen glanced at the bent steel pipe.

"Props? This isn't making a movie."

Lei Zhenhu clenched his fists, "Let me show you real martial arts."

As he said that, Lei Zhenhu rushed over with a stride, and he punched him with his raised hand.

A very ordinary punch, nothing fancy at all.

The fist went towards Wu Chen's face.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this punch is so powerful that it is impossible to dodge.

From the eyes of those who are knowledgeable, this punch can have many changes, which mainly depends on the intention of the puncher.

Before the forceful punch hit Wu Chen's face, Wu Chen's hair was blown, it was the wind of the fist.

Facing this punch, Wu Chen jumped back.

It seemed that Lei Zhenhu had expected it a long time ago, and his pace suddenly accelerated.

But Wu Chen still jumped back.

Just chasing and jumping back one by one.

It looked like it was going to the edge of the dance floor.

"I see how you can retreat?"

Lei Zhenhu's fist kept moving forward, and the direction was still towards Wu Chen's face.

"Then I won't retreat."

Wu Chen stood up straight suddenly, and at the same time, he raised his right hand, palming it, directly blocking Lei Zhenhu's fist.

Seeing Wu Chen's reaction, the corner of Lei Zhenhu's mouth curled up, as if contemptuous.

Because, he felt that not to mention blocking it with one hand, even a stone slab could be smashed with his fist.

However, Lei Zhenhu's eyes suddenly opened.

He was surprised to find that his fist could not advance an inch.

Not only that, but he couldn't withdraw his fist even if he wanted to. Wu Chen's hand was like made of steel.

"You?" Lei Zhenhu was extremely shocked.

"How do you think I should punish you?" Wu Chen's expression was extremely relaxed.

(End of this chapter)