Chapter 12: Please Stop Fighting!
Out of the Purple Moon Golden Palace, Manager Tan behind him was still standing in front of the gate and hunched over.
Finally sent away Xu Zhiheng's big Buddha, and everyone in the hotel couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Ding! your bank card has received 30,000,000 yuan......
Zhou Qianqian looked at the arrival reminder of the text message, and only felt like a dream in her heart.
That's 30 million!
This Xu Zhiheng, when did he become so rich?
When did you get involved with that Haolie?
Although Zhou Qianqian didn't understand a little, she didn't ask, but said, "I'll transfer this money to your account." ”
"No need. Xu Zhiheng responded.
"How can this work? This is 30 million!" Zhou Qianqian said with her mouth wide open.
This is an astronomical amount, at least Zhou Qianqian has never seen so much money.
"It's right with you. ”
As he spoke, Xu Zhiheng stopped and moved closer to Zhou Qianqian, whose pretty face suddenly crawled with redness.
"What are you doing...... Zhou Qianqian's voice was weak, a little shy but not resistant.
The cool breeze of the night blows from the corner of the street, and the chill hits.
Xu Zhiheng's right hand was playing with something on Zhou Qianqian's long hair, and then spread out his hand, and there was more than half a dead leaf in his palm.
It turned out to be something in my hair.
Zhou Qianqian realized that she wanted to be crooked, and blushed again.
In the night light, the picture of the two wandering is very beautiful.
However, the moment was shattered by an ominous voice.
"Hum-" The sound of the locomotive came in bursts, like a drag racing party at full speed.
Xu Zhiheng couldn't help frowning, and grabbed Zhou Qianqian's waist with one hand and avoided the street.
More than a dozen locomotives sped past the street corner in an instant, and then turned back one after another, surrounding Xu Zhiheng and Zhou Qianqian.
"Boss, this girl seems to be in a good look!" The motorcycle man who spoke had red hair, and even the locomotive under his crotch was dyed green.
This is obviously a group of nobles who killed Matt.
It's just a gangster, and it's naturally not worth mentioning for Xu Zhiheng.
"Looks like this trip hasn't been in vain! Okay, I'll be ......second in line later," said the other chicken-headed man.
"Get out of your old eggs! After the boss finishes eating, it's Brother Cheng's turn!Why don't you go last for Lao Tzu!" Scar Man scolded on the motorcycle, holding a scantily clad little sister in his arms.
For these people's words, Xu Zhiheng naturally understood what they meant, and the edge in his eyes became a little colder.
The locomotive in the middle is tattooed with a white dragon, and the person on it seems to be the boss.
This person was dressed in a white shirt and a pair of glasses, but he looked like Sven, and he was a little out of place with other people's painting styles.
"Don't make any noise! I forgot what Lao Tzu told you? You must convince people with virtue! Do you know that you can convince people with virtue?" the man with glasses at the head shouted.
In the blink of an eye, he glanced at Xu Zhiheng with a smile, of course, his eyes fell more on Zhou Qianqian's towering double blades.
"Brother, we're not the kind of unscrupulous scoundrels. The glasses man said with a smile.
"As long as you sacrifice this chick and strip naked and run around this street, we will never embarrass you!"
"It's the boss! The blackmail is so good!" echoed the guy next to him.
"Just do what my boss says!, or you won't have good fruit to eat!" the other scarred man threatened, deliberately revealing the fruit knife pinned to his waist.
Zhou Qianqian was obviously frightened by the posture in front of her, and couldn't help but hide behind Xu Zhiheng.
"Don't be afraid. Xu Zhiheng said softly.
Turning his head, Xu Zhiheng glanced at the locomotive men around him, and spoke again: "Fight alone or alone?"
"Heads-up?" the biker man next to him laughed.
The crowd burst into laughter.
"Do you still want to be single-handed, daydreaming about your old daydream!" the scar man spat out.
The corners of Xu Zhiheng's mouth grinned, and he said coldly: "Then let's go together." ”
When he saw Xu Zhiheng's expression, the glasses man led by him suddenly had a bad premonition.
In the next second, the group of motorcycle men rushed towards Xu Zhiheng.
However, before he could get ahead, Xu Zhiheng's figure moved, and he disappeared in place with Zhou Qianqian.
"Damn! Lao Tzu is not dazzled!"
"Where is this person?
The locomotive man didn't know why, and he was stunned in place.
"Are you looking for me?" a cold voice came from the sky.
Everyone looked up, and suddenly there was another groan.
Why is this still flying?
I saw Xu Zhiheng standing in the air with one hand around Zhou Qianqian's waist, and Zhou Qianqian closed her eyes in fear.
In the next second, Xu Zhiheng fell, like a sharp sword stabbing to the earth, and in an instant, an extremely strong shock wave spread out from under his feet.
The originally potholed concrete floor suddenly cracked, opened, and then lifted.
The locomotive man was in a groove for a while, and he couldn't even run, and he was knocked out in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly wailing abounded, a group of locomotive men fell to the ground, and the colorful locomotives were also lifted more than ten meters away.
"It's time to open your eyes. Xu Zhiheng said softly, his hand still on Zhou Qianqian's slender waist.
Zhou Qianqian's eyes were full of incredulity, and she exclaimed, "How did you do it?"
Xu Zhiheng didn't answer, just let go of his hand and walked towards the man with glasses who fell to the ground.
"Do you still want to fight?" Xu Zhiheng asked coldly.
"If you don't fight, you won't fight! Big brother spares his life! It's all these animals who have no eyes!"
The man with glasses turned over and took two steps back, very afraid of Xu Zhiheng, and kicked the scar man next to him while speaking.
"Let you not have long eyes! Lao Tzu kicked you to death, a beast ......" The man with glasses can be described as vicious.
The scar man completely beat the man with glasses in terms of body size, but he didn't dare to fight back, so he could only be beaten and screamed.
Xu Zhiheng didn't talk to him at all, and said directly: "What should you do if you talk about this matter." ”
The man with glasses swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice, "Why don't you brothers give you a gift?"
Seeing that Xu Zhiheng's eyes were colder, the man with glasses whispered again: "Kowtow again?"
Xu Zhiheng remained silent.
The man with glasses knew that he had encountered a hard horn, and he complained bitterly in his heart, so he had to take out a black bank card from his waist.
"There's a million on this card!Quan should apologize to the eldest brother!" The man with glasses handed it over with some pain.
Seeing that Xu Zhiheng still had a cold face, the man with glasses added another sentence: "There is no password on the card, you can withdraw it at any time when you come to Shunfeng Bank." ”
"That's it?" Xu Zhiheng said.
"Master, little brother is really that's all!" the man with glasses cried with a sad face.
That's a million, so why is that too little?
Xu Zhiheng raised his foot and kicked it, and the man with glasses wailed a few times.
"Don't ...... Stop fighting! There are 10 million in this!" The man with glasses pained and pulled out a black card again, which can be described as wanting to cry without tears, thinking about how to explain to his bully father when he goes back.
"Forget it. Zhou Qianqian was a little unbearable.
"Thank you sister-in-law for being magnanimous!" said the man in glasses, almost ready to kowtow a few times.
Xu Zhiheng glanced at the group of people, and then said, "Climb." ”
Everyone gave amnesty, but before they could run away half a step, Xu Zhiheng's voice came from behind them.
"Who let you go? ”
Xu Zhiheng's voice was not cold, but it made the group of motorcycle men frightened, and they crawled away like worms.