What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

"Throwing hidden weapons? Are you a hero?"

"Bring a hammer with you when you go out. Are you the Hammer King of the Northwest?"

The three strong men surrounded Cripple Han and beat him with their fists and kicks. They used 70% of their strength to beat Cripple Han until he curled up on the ground motionless.

a few minutes ago.

Cripple Han was finally pinned to the ground by the three of them. Any one of the three strong men picked out at random was a tough guy with explosive fighting prowess.

Han Laizi was fighting against three, and he didn't even have room to fight back. He could only hold his head and get beaten.

"Okay, stop fighting. It's time to call the police if someone hears the noise." Tang Xiaohui reached out to stop the fourth child and the younger brother beside him, and said, "Get him to the trailer."

The three strong men were Tang Xiaohui, the fourth child, and one of Tang Xiaohui's younger brothers.

The three of them were called over from Wangjiang by Zhang Xiaoan in the afternoon.

Zhang Xiaoan originally wanted the three of him to go and deal with Zhan He in the dark at night, but Yang Xinyi's actions and the arrival of Lao Ou disrupted his plan.

But seeing Zhan Zhihua forcing him out, Zhang Xiaoan knew that he was a petty person and would definitely find someone to take revenge on him.

He simply did not rush to let Tang Xiaohui and the others look back at Jiang. Instead, he asked the three of them to act as bodyguards in secret. Unexpectedly, they actually blocked Han Zizi who came for revenge.

Lao Si and another strong man carried Han Laizi back to the car.

He stuffed Han Zizi into the passenger seat, got in with his waist down, aimed at his stomach and punched him twice.

"Bang bang..."

Cripple Han grimaced in pain, but didn't say a word.

The fourth child pulled his hair and asked, "Does it hurt? Hit me with a hammer. Are you really good at playing?!"

Then he slapped his mouth again.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Han Laizi's mouth. He licked his lips and said, "Haha, it's not bad."

"You're quite calm, why are you and I pretending to be desperadoes?" The fourth child took out a pistol from his waist, put it on his forehead, and asked with a sullen face, "Do you think I dare to kill you?"

Han Laizi was stunned, but he was not frightened by the gun.

He turned to look at Tang Xiaohui, then glanced at the pistol on his forehead, and was shocked.

The temperament of this group of people is unusual. They don't look like people who are easy to mess with. They must have taken lives on their hands!

"Zhan Zhihua is kicking the iron this time. I took his money and I didn't do anything good. Just kill me." After finishing speaking, Han Zizi closed his eyes and seemed to accept his fate.

"Satisfy you." Lao Si didn't even frown and pulled the trigger decisively.

"Fourth!"

Tang Xiaohui shouted, quickly grabbed the fourth child's wrist and lifted it up.

"boom!"

A gunshot pierced the night sky, and a thumb-sized hole was exposed in the carport.

Han Laizi's ears were buzzing from the shock, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The bullet grazed his scalp and flew out. He was not afraid of death, but dare to ask a normal person, who would not tremble in such a situation?

"You! You just want to die!" Tang Xiaohui scolded the fourth child, and then said to the strong man driving the car: "There are two boxes of rubbish in the trunk, go down and put two of them."

After hearing this, the strong man got out of the car, took out two boxes of rubbish cannons from the trunk, squatted on the side of the road and put them away.

……

Inside the security room of the villa.

The security guard who had just taken a nap was awakened by the gunshot. He put on his coat and walked out of the security room to look around.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two explosions rang in my ears.

The security guard walked towards the sound and saw a strong man setting off a cannon on the side of the road.

"What are you doing?" the security guard asked with a frown.

"You can't see it, they're setting off cannons!"

"Why are you setting off cannons if it's not the New Year or the festival! You must be sick!" The security guard cursed, waving his hands to drive away: "Go, go! Get out of the way, we don't allow cannons here. If you don't go away, I will call the police and arrest you!"

"You're a security guard. I think you're awesome! Don't sleep at night. If you dare to sleep, I'll break your glass with a cannon!"

"I'll say it one last time, get out of here! Otherwise I'll really call the police!"

The strong man glanced at him, got into the car with a curse, stepped on the accelerator and left the place.

When passing by the security guard, he did not forget to reach out his hand from the car window and give him a middle finger.

"What the hell! You just come here to set off cannons during the Chinese New Year, you're mentally ill!" The security guard looked at the back of the car and cursed, then returned to the security room and continued to take a nap.

……

Fuhua Hotel.

It was already past two o'clock in the morning, but the Zhan family and his son were very energetic.

Zhan He, in particular, received two beatings today, and his girlfriend’s face is still swollen. When has the young master of the Zhan family ever suffered such injustice? He is now so depressed that he will explode!

"Dad, is Cripple Han reliable?"

"You weren't even born when he was doing the work, so don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

"Then I'm feeling aggrieved too!" Zhan He curled his lips and said, "I'm not relieved at all if I just want that kid to have two legs. Why don't I find someone to deal with his wife and take some photos for her? Yes, okay dad?"

Zhan Zhihua raised his hand and was eager to give it a try, but finally put his arm down and cursed: "Don't mess around, that's Fang Jun's only daughter. She's missing a hair, and both of us will die!"

"You've already touched my son-in-law, but you still need his girl?"

"A son-in-law is a son-in-law after all. If Fang Jun is really looking for me, I'm looking for you, Uncle Yang. Maybe there's room for relaxation." Zhan Zhihua waved his hand: "Forget it, you act like you haven't grown a head every day. Let me tell you. Even you don’t understand.”

The words fell.

The cell phone on the table rang. Zhan Zhihua picked it up and looked at an unfamiliar number.

Who can call me in the middle of the night?

Zhan Zhihua frowned and answered the phone: "Hello, who is this?"

"Go downstairs, I'm in the underground parking lot of your hotel." Tang Xiaohui's hoarse voice came from the phone.

Zhan Zhihua's heart sank and he asked, "Who are you?"

"If you don't come down in five minutes, I will cut off this cripple's head and hang it at the door of your hotel as a kite."

"Dudu..."

Zhan Zhihua slapped his arm on the ground, his expression changing.

"What's wrong, Dad?"

"It's okay. I'll go down. You wait for me here. Don't go anywhere." Zhan Zhihua stood up and left the room.

Zhan He thought for a while and sat on the sofa without moving. He waited until five minutes passed before he got up and left the room to follow.

……

Zhan Zhihua came to the underground garage, took out his mobile phone and dialed Tang Xiaohui's number.

The phone hung up after just two rings.

Followed by.

"Drip..."

Two horns sounded unusually loud in the basement. Looking for the sound, Zhan Zhihua came to a corner and saw Tang Xiaohui's car.

In the car at this time, there was a driver, and behind him sat Tang Xiaohui, and Han Zizi, whose face was covered with blood.

The rear door is open.

Han Zizi saw Zhan Zhihua coming and smiled sheepishly at him: "Sorry, things went wrong."

"It's okay." Zhan Zhihua looked at Tang Xiaohui. Seeing that she didn't seem to be someone to be trifled with, he asked, "Let's talk, brother. Brother Wangjiang Jun asked you to come?"

Tang Xiaohui pointed to the ground and said with a smile: "Kneel down first and then we can talk."

"Brother, there's no big conflict, so it's unnecessary, right?"

suddenly.

Zhan Zhihua felt a cold object on the back of his head, and then heard a cold voice behind him saying: "My elder brother asked you to kneel down..."