Zheng Tianyang looked at Wen Songran with bated breath, if he was from the Wen family, then the matter would still be a little troublesome.

"Yes and no!"

Wen Songran looked at Zheng Tianyang with a smile and said.

"How?"

Zheng Tianyang wasn't sure who he was, so he didn't dare to do it at all.

"Wen Longyu is my uncle!"

Wen Songran pouted at Zheng Tianyang with an arrogant face.

"Oh, it turned out to be Young Master Wen, that was a misunderstanding?"

Although Zheng Tianyang doesn't know why he is also surnamed Wen, since he is a member of the Wen family, he will definitely give enough face.

"There's one more sentence I didn't say, I thought it was Song Qingshi, haha!"

Wen Songran stretched out his head to look at Zheng Tianyang, with a playful expression on his face.

Ga!

"Surround them up!"

Zheng Tianyang was annoyed and angry for a while.

He and Song Qingshi saw that they were on the same footing.

Since Wen Songran is Song Qingshi's son, Zheng Tianyang will not let him go back with all his beards and tails if he offends the Wen family.

The bull and tiger roared and took the people and planned to rush forward.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, an unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared at the door.

"There are still a lot of people!"

As the words fell, I saw two young men about the same size walk in through the door.

It was the older one on the left who spoke.

"...... you?"

These two faces looked familiar, but Zheng Tianyang really couldn't remember where they had seen them.

"It's really not a shame that a group of thugs fought and made such a big battle!"

He ignored the people who came, and went straight to the bottom of the jump, pointed at Wen Songran and said.

"I'll give you two minutes, me out!

Otherwise, I'll break all your hands one by one!"

"You're the ...... next to Brother Yi!"

Jiang Ziming mentioned the word gangster, and Zheng Tianyang suddenly remembered that day in the Tianyi pension hall.

He took a few people with extremely athletic skills like tigers into a flock of sheep, and beat the people brought by Song Qingshi to the ground.

"Who the hell are you?"

"It's really arrogant!"

"Abolish him, Nabe's!"

As soon as Jiang Ziming's words fell, a burst of scolding suddenly sounded behind Wen Songran.

"I don't know who Your Excellency is?"

"Don't your excellency!"

Before Wen Songran's words were finished, Jiang Ziming picked up the stool next to him and smashed it. He came today with the task given to him by Su Yi, and the content of the task is to do all the people who came to make trouble, but he must pay attention to the proportions of his actions.

Wen Songran didn't expect Jiang Ziming to say that he would fight, and when he saw the stool flying up, he hurriedly dodged it.

The stool flew to the guardrail with a loud clatter.

"Okay?"

Jiang Ziming stretched out his hand and patted the slightly nervous young man beside him.

"Okay! there's always a first time for everything!"

"Well done! Then you get up from this side, I'll get up from that side!"

After assigning the task, Jiang Ziming ran to the stairs on the right side first.

The young man gritted his teeth and ran to the stairs on the left, his eyes full of confidence.

This young man is none other than Jin Liang who is with Su Yi Ferromagnetic.

Tonight, in order to test the results of his training for more than half a year, Su Yi specially asked Jiang Ziming to bring him over.

The two of them blocked the stairs of the jump one left and one right, which made Wen Songran panic in his heart.

But then he calmed down.

He has so many people, and the other party is only two people, what is he afraid of?

As for the people brought by Zheng Tianyang, someone came over to clean them up after a while.

"Come on, let's scrap these two pretending to be criminals first!"

Without waiting for Wen Songran to greet him, the younger brothers took the initiative to divide into two groups and found Jin Liang and Jiang Ziming respectively.

However, due to the narrow stairs, the gangsters could not form an encirclement of the two, so they could only go down one by one to find the two of them desperately.

Jiang Ziming doesn't care, whether it's a combination or a heads-up, these gangsters are not worth mentioning to him at all.

Even the beating and beating were invincible all the way, and the gangsters either fell at his feet or were thrown downstairs by him, and the screams suddenly rang out.

Unlike him, Jin Liang fought head-on for the first time.

Since following Su Yi to exercise, Jin Liang has been reborn in terms of both physical fitness and martial arts essentials.

The two sides were no longer on the same level, and it didn't take long for his slightly nervous mood to relax.

The start is also getting faster and faster, more and more measured.

Wen Songran's younger brother entered Greme in batches and more than 20 people, and at this time, there were only two people left around him who could stand.

These two people are the two people that Song Qingshi specially sent to protect his safety tonight.

One is one of the two people that Zheng Tianyang is particularly afraid of.

"Boy, you're good!"

The tall and thin man beside Wen Songran looked at Jiang Ziming with a sad smile on his face.

His eyes are slender, the bridge of his nose is extremely high, and his whole face looks very incongruous.

At this time, Jin Liang also broke through the obstacle and stood on the leap floor, and another person beside Wen Songran immediately found him.

"A bastard, pretending to be deep!"

Jiang Ziming glanced at the thin and tall man with great disdain, and rushed up with a fist.

This morning, Su Yi told him that he would come over to help Zheng Tianyang fight, but he was unwilling.

But Su Yi said that he was fighting gangsters, and Jiang Ziming happily went there.

As a former soldier, he has a natural contempt for gangsters.

As soon as the two fought, the tall and thin man found that Jiang Ziming was much more fierce than he estimated.

Jiang Ziming's boxing is strong and fast, while the moves of the thin and tall man are a little feminine and not rigid.

Compared with the two, it didn't take a while, and the thin and tall man could only rely on his height and arm length to barely deal with Jiang Ziming.

The situation on the other side is similar.

When they started fighting, Jin Liang and his opponent were about the same strength, and the two were almost half a catty.

But as Jin Liang continued to adjust his emotions, his opponent had gradually become overwhelmed.

Just wait for an opportunity, and Jin Liang can perfectly take down his opponent.

At this time, the scene was no longer under Wen Songran's control.

Upstairs, the two bodyguards around him were restrained, and downstairs there was Zheng Tianyang eyeing him.

He only wanted the second wave of people sent by his father to come over for reinforcements now, otherwise he would not even be able to get out.

"Hey!"

Jiang Ziming seized the opportunity to smash the thin man into the chest with a punch, and the thin man could only cross his arms to protect his chest.

There was a muffled sound, and Jiang Ziming punched him on both arms.

The tall and thin man was shocked, and he took a few steps back and sat on the ground.

Jiang Ziming took advantage of the situation and raised his legs to sweep towards the door in front of him, and the thin and tall man had no choice but to block his face with his arms again.

I only heard a crisp click, and the tall and thin man rolled to the ground with a scream.

Both arms were kicked off without accident.

While the winner was divided here, Jin Liang also saw the difference.

I saw Jin Liang slap his palm on the opponent's door, and the opponent dodged his head sideways and just wanted to make a move, Jin Liang then turned his palm into a claw and grabbed it along his neck.

With a bang, Jin Liang's little fingernails cut across his neck, making a cut in it.

Hiss, the other party gasped.

With this effort, Jin Liang suddenly jumped forward and slammed his elbow on the door in front of him.

The other party immediately staggered to the ground with blood flowing from his mouth and nose.