Yang Xiaojun's kneeling almost shocked everyone's attention, no wonder, this turn is a bit big, as if the high-speed train that is rushing forward suddenly gallops in reverse, which is really unreasonable.

Those thugs looked at their young masters, looking at each other one by one, not knowing what to do. Yang Xiaojun broke off and shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze, kneel down for me, and listen to Su Zimo-oh no, listen to Miss Su's fate!"

The thugs threw away their guns one after another and fell to their knees. Su Zimo was in a good mood, came to Yang Xiaojun, raised one foot, hooked his chin with his toes, and said mockingly: "Jun Shao, you were not able to live just now, why did you suddenly admit it? Are you a bear?"

"Miss Su, I'm not a bear, I'm a worm, in front of you, I'm a poor worm, I know, you can pinch me to death casually, I beg you to be merciful and forgive my sins, I will never dare to be wild in front of you in the future." ”

Yang Xiaojun looked like he couldn't regret it, Su Zimo kicked him down with one kick, and kicked him hard at the base of his thigh, making him scream in pain and rolling on the ground.

"Jun Shao, don't you want me to accompany you for an hour? Don't you let me go with you and set off now? Do you know that with your words, I can make you die ten thousand times?" Su Zimo smiled at the corner of his lips, with a hint of murderous intent in his smile.

"Miss Su, I deserve death, I am willing to accept all your punishments, and there will never be the slightest complaint!" Yang Xiaojun knew that he had encountered a hard stubble, and his intestines were all repentant, and he only hoped that Yang Zhengde would come over quickly and help him resolve this crisis.

"Hehe, I won't do it, I want to see how your father will punish you when he comes!" Su Zimo said, came to Qi Tianyu and said, "Brother Yu, thank you for coming out for us, come, let me toast you another glass of wine." ”

Qi Tianyu toasted to her and sat down with his classmates. Wen Wan and Zhang Yumeng toasted everyone and thanked them for their help. Seeing that Lin Yijian and the three were seriously injured, they were very upset and wanted to send them to the hospital for treatment.

"No need!" Qi Tianyu walked to Lin Yijian's side, gently raised his arm, and suddenly twisted it hard, and with a bang, his dislocated joint was already in place.

"Tianyu, it's really yours!" Lin Yijian said overjoyed.

Qi Tianyu came to Huang Xiaoming's side again, one palm was facing the bridge of his broken nose, and the aura flew out of his palm like silk and flew into Huang Xiaoming's nostrils.

"Wow, it's so hot, it's so itchy!" Huang Xiaoming exclaimed.

After about three or five minutes, Qi Tianyu withdrew his palm, Huang Xiaoming touched his nose, and couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised: "My nose is better, it doesn't hurt at all, Tianyu, you are amazing!"

Qi Tianyu smiled, came to Jiang Bo's side, and began to luck in his eyes, visible to the naked eye, Jiang Bo's beaten bruised eye circles gradually faded, and in less than two minutes, all the bruises dispersed, and his eyes returned to normal.

"Tianyu, why did you suddenly become a qigong master?

Wen Wan and Zhang Yumeng were also stunned, they had all heard of qigong, but they had never seen it with their own eyes, and they never thought that today they would be eye-opening and witness the legend.

"Brother Yu, are you still human?" Zhang Yumeng said curiously.

Everyone couldn't help laughing, and Qi Tianyu couldn't help but laugh: "I'm not human, what could it be?"

"It's a god! You have become a god in my eyes!" Zhang Yumeng stared at him, with an unprecedented admiration and enthusiasm in his eyes.

"Yes, Brother Yu, you are a god, you have shown a lot of miracles today, I believe that I am not mistaken!" Wen Wan looked at him with admiration on her face, and her tenderness and sweetness were all in it.

Su Zimo was even more excited: "Brother Yu, it's my luck to meet you, my grandma is finally saved!"

"What do you mean by that?" Qi Tianyu asked.

"My grandmother is seriously ill, she said that her illness is because of the qi divergence during the practice, only the real qigong master can guide her and let her return to normal, but unfortunately, I have searched all over the country, and I have not found a real qigong master, those so-called masters, all of them are charlatans, and we are almost desperate. Unexpectedly, today, God let me meet you, I know, you will definitely be able to do it!"

Su Zimo's face was full of excitement, but Qi Tianyu's words made her heart fall into the ice cave all of a sudden: "I'm not a qigong master, I never practice any qigong." ”

"Brother Yu, what you said isn't true, right?" Su Zimo said worriedly.

"Of course it's true, the so-called qigong is just a kind of exercise that does not enter the stream, at most it has some effects of strengthening the body, and when it comes to curing diseases, it is barely difficult. Qi Tianyu explained.

"I see, Brother Yu, then you must have cultivated more advanced exercises, my grandmother is really saved, Brother Yu, I will toast you again, no matter what, you have to go to my house." Su Zimo said with anticipation.

"Okay, it's the weekend, I still have something to do. Qi Tianyu finally agreed to her.

Su Zimo was elated and had another drink with him. Several people pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and talked happily. Yang Xiaojun and his gang of thugs could only kneel there, watching them happy, and they didn't dare to move. This scene is really a bit grotesque.

"Zi Mo, what is your origin? A phone call can make them obedient?" Lin Yijian couldn't help but be curious.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter what I come from, the important thing is that I have the opportunity to meet Brother Yu, I know you, you are all my best friends. Su Zimo said happily.

At this moment, a male voice sounded: "Miss Su, please forgive me, I'm late, this traffic jam is really bad, and it took me fifty minutes to stop on the road." ”

Everyone followed the prestige, it was a man in his forties, wearing a straight suit, a straight figure, a flat head, a Chinese face, and all shrewdness under the skin, as if he could overflow like water at any time.

"Yang Zhengde, you're finally here, I want to see how you will discipline your son!" Su Zimo said coldly.

On Yang Zhengde's face, beads of sweat the size of beans immediately flowed out, and his face was soon dripping. He didn't care about wiping it, and said to Su Zimo: "Miss Su, don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation!"

He came to Yang Xiaojun, and without saying a word, there was a burst of beatings, punches, kicks, and even using knees and elbows, causing Yang Xiaojun to roll all over the place, wailing constantly.

"Hehe, Yang Zhengde, I heard that you have practiced Muay Thai, this movement is quite standard, well, good, continue!" Su Zimo appreciated.