He walked leisurely down the street, this kind of place is good, but there is nothing to eat, there are no barbecue food stalls, only some Western restaurants and cafes.

There was no way, he just suddenly wanted to masturbate, so he then took a car and went to the nearby night market to have a look, and when he saw people coming and going to the bustling night market, Zhao Chuanyang felt that he had come to life all of a sudden.

This is called the variety of life.

In the downtown area, there are all kinds of stalls, many people are in groups of threes and twos, buy some supper and then pick their favorite things at the stalls, the things here are very cheap, and you can bargain.

This kind of place full of human touch makes Zhao Chuanyang feel more free than that kind of high-end restaurants and shopping malls.

I bought some fried skewers and was eating them, when I suddenly heard a noisy sound in front of me, and the pedestrians on the street stopped to watch, only to see a few men with big flower arms smashing things in front of a store.

Judging from the old signboard at the entrance, it looks like a clinic.

"Stinky old man, I see what you still have to do business!"

These people should be the little gangsters in the neighborhood, an old man is begging them to stop, stop smashing things, although this and the small clinic can't make much money, but the residents of this neighborhood come to see a doctor here, and they can barely survive on this clinic.

It turned out to be a protection fee.

Zhao Chuanyang threw the fried skewers in his mouth and walked over, so many young and strong young men bullied an old man, and he didn't feel ashamed.

Although there were a lot of onlookers, they were all worried that they would get into trouble, so they just watched from a distance.

Zhao Chuanyang stepped forward and shook his phone: "If you continue to look for something, I will call the police." ”

"Yo he, the kid who came out of nowhere, I don't know if I'm alive or dead. Obviously, Zhao Chuanyang's words were not a deterrent to them.

They are all hooligans and ruffians who have been around here for several years, and they are bold, they just smashed a little thing, and they didn't do anything to this old man, even if the police came, they could only arrest them and go to the police station for a few days, and the next time they were released, they would do more than this time.

"Everyone, I really can't come up with so much money, you ask the neighbors here, these people are my old neighbors for decades, I just charge money for medicine for treatment, please raise your noble hand and let me go." ”

Now the transportation is convenient, and it is very convenient for people to see a doctor, this kind of small clinic at the entrance of the community can only keep the price very low in order to compete with the big hospital, and the elderly are also overstretched.

But if they are considerate, they cannot be called hooligans.

"I'll say it again, old man, if you continue to cry poor, I'll burn down your shop!" said the flower-armed man at the head of the group.

The old man was in a hurry, and a lot of people of his age still had to bow down to these young descendants.

The man with the flower arm didn't have much patience, he directly picked up the stool and smashed it towards the glass door of the clinic, and the old man was in a hurry and directly used his body as a shield to block it, and the stool was thrown on the old man's head at once.

"Hey, the old immortal, you all saw it, he himself insisted on stopping me, even if he died, it had nothing to do with me. The man with the flower arm said disdainfully.

A lonely old man, who cares about his life or death.

Zhao Chuanyang was angry, he had to be forgiving and forgiving, and they were the ones who provoked him first, so he planned to leave like this?

"What, you still want to come out, don't you?" The flower-armed man glanced at Zhao Chuanyang, with his small physique, he still wanted to fight with himself?

Zhao Chuanyang looks very thin, but he is lean, his body is not weak, he has been very self-disciplined as a doctor for so many years, strict with himself, and often exercised.

Seeing that so many people were looking at him, the flower-armed man felt that if he didn't teach Zhao Chuanyang a lesson, he would not be able to save face, so he raised his hand and punched straight at his face.

Zhao Chuanyang flashed easily, and then pinched the wrist of the flower-armed man and hit him in the lower abdomen.

The force of this kick was not light, and the man with the flower arm felt that his overnight meal was going to be kicked out.

He thought that Zhao Chuanyang was a stunned young man, but he didn't expect him to be two hits, he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy anymore, so he waved his hand directly and signaled his subordinates to go up together.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and there are five or six people on the other side, so I'm afraid it's not easy to win.

Zhao Chuanyang suddenly thought of the power potion that was rewarded by the surgical system last time, maybe it could come in handy now.

Seeing that the other party was menacing, he hurriedly drank the strength potion first, but after drinking it, his body didn't seem to react.

I used to feel hot when I drank the recovery potion, so why didn't I feel it this time?

Just when he was thinking about this problem, someone from the other party had already rushed to Zhao Chuanyang, Zhao Chuanyang instinctively raised his hand and grabbed him, he just threw it away, and he didn't think about how much strength he had, but the strong man in front of him who was at least one hundred and eighty pounds was picked up by Zhao Chuanyang like a chicken.

Even Zhao Chuanyang himself was stunned.

And the strong man who was picked up watched in amazement as his feet left the ground, and looked at Zhao Chuanyang with his mouth wide open.

The strength potion has increased Zhao Chuanyang's strength dozens of times, and now he can be said to be a veritable strong man.

He directly threw the strong man to the trash can on the side, and the swill and garbage in it made him whole, Zhao Chuanyang clapped his hands: "How about it, who else do you want to try?"

Those little gangsters were all frightened by Zhao Chuanyang, they had never seen such a difficult person to deal with.

"You remember for me, next time I will definitely teach you a good lesson!" The flower-armed man was instigated and left in a hurry with his subordinates, Zhao Chuanyang felt very boring, this kind of old-fashioned line, can't it be said differently?

The onlookers saw that the group of hooligans had gradually dispersed, and Zhao Chuanyang helped up the old man who opened the clinic and asked him how he felt now.

He had a wound on his head and was bleeding out, and Zhao Chuanyang wanted to take him to the hospital, but the old man shook his head.

It's just a skin injury, just disinfect.

"I'm also a doctor, let me help you. He felt that those who admired the elderly could guard this kind of small clinic for decades.

The old man was very moved, he didn't expect that there were such warm-hearted young people in this world.

The clinic was very simple, only some commonly used medicines, Zhao Chuanyang cleaned the wound of the old man, and persuaded him to go to the hospital to check if there was a concussion.

If he wants to settle accounts with those gangsters, he can help the old man testify.

The old man shook his head and sighed.