Zhang Qing was also smoking.

Below the frontal bone of the high protrusion, the skin is rough.

He noticed the stopped BMW in front of him, and then saw someone open the door and walk this way.

He was a young man of about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in ordinary clothes, with vain steps, and still a drunkard.

What's even more coincidental is that he recognized that this is the person who bumped into Ah Hu in the small galaxy and was kicked.

He has advantages, he can't remember what he says to people, and he can think of it in such a short time.

Han Dong was also looking at him, his gaze unintentionally touched one place, and then converged. Grabbed the inch that wanted to kick again: "I said, if you beat someone again, you will die." ”

The inch head was completely caught in his own world, and he didn't even look at who the person who pulled him was, and vigorously shook him off: "I have to kill him today, grass mud horse, there are two stinky money showing off in front of Lao Tzu"

A kick that kicked the opponent's face with all his might, and halfway through, suddenly like a stake.

He covered his calves and kicked as fast as he could.

It was Han Dong, seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, raised his foot to block the front of his leg.

That is, with all his strength, he actually hit Han Dong's leather heel with his calf.

Zhang Qing, who was watching from a distance, looked slightly condensed.

Throw away the cigarette butt and paced.

He is not afraid of things, and he usually does not cause trouble easily.

Today's car scratching is mainly the responsibility of the fat man who fell to the ground. Before he could speak, the fat man got out of the car first and smashed his glass with a stick, and then scolded him, saying that he wanted to look good, and then he called and prepared to call someone.

When encountering this, Zhang Qing must cause trouble.

So he took it for granted that Cuntou and others were so fierce.

You make the first move, and threaten others with a murder weapon. Naturally, others will kill you.

He didn't think about killing, but he didn't mind beating someone to death if he missed.

At most, Huzi went out to hide for a while.

The one called the tiger is the one who is the inch. Holding his calf that was about to be broken, his face was hideous in pain.

It was only at this moment that he noticed that it was not a friend who had pulled him just now, but a familiar stranger.

He slowly got up, pointed at Han Dong's forehead, and limped forward: "Which dung pit did you paralyze and crawl out, and take care of the nosy to grandpa!"

When the words fell, he punched Han Dong in the face.

Fast, accurate, ruthless.

This kind of posture, if you haven't practiced fighting professionally, you must have been born from a lot of fights with people in the market.

However, in Han Dong's eyes, it was like slow motion.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the middle-aged man who fell to the ground, and only when he got up close could he deeply appreciate the shock of the blurred flesh and blood.

Han Dong didn't need to figure out what caused the dispute, it was obvious that it was a vehicle scraping.

In this case, it is unlikely that there was a contradiction between the two before.

In this way, he has to make a dead hand, and Han Dong didn't feel that he had any need to keep his hand.

The drunken limb does not react quickly, but it is enough to deal with it.

The right hand was raised slightly, and the waving arm was placed. Like electricity, almost no one could see clearly how Han Dong continued his next moves, in short, the palm of his hand accurately wrapped the fist of the inch.

One lift and one pressure.

A crisp click sounded from the wrist.

The face of the inch head disappeared from any blood in an instant, and he clutched his wrists and screamed and fell back.

It's broken, this movement should be broken.

Zhang Qing's eyebrows raised, and his falling footsteps also stopped. hand, subconsciously reached to his waist, and then retracted.

Han Dong couldn't see the back of his waist, and if he did, even if he only relied on the slight outline, he could conclude that it was a trace of a gun.

"Why are you still stunned, fight!"

The head howled, his eyes turned red, and the sound shook in all directions, causing some of the residents who had fallen asleep far away to open their windows.

Five or six people are all ruthless characters, and they have long been ready to move, and they did not hesitate to hear the voice, and they all brushed forward. Some of them took out all the ** hidden in their pockets and sleeves.

The bright glow, reflected by the street lamps, was cold.

Han Dong then took a step back, he felt that these people were not easy to deal with, especially after being drunk. Always be ready to run if necessary.

It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I don't want to take such fearless risks.

"Wait!"

When the situation was about to erupt, Zhang Qing stopped him.

He was the leader of these people, several murderers, staring at Han Dong for the time being, and did not make any more movements.

Han Dong didn't seem to see it, and he didn't seem to hear it. took out his mobile phone and called 120: "Come on, opposite the Dongfu community, someone is injured!"

Zhang Qing watched him call, and only then stepped forward and pulled out a weird smile: "Dude, there are not a few people who are chopped up and fed to dogs because of meddlers." ”

Voice, with banter and cruelty.

is laughing, and the anti-yin test is uncomfortable.

Han Dong dodged his slap on the shoulder: "Stay away from me." ”

"Brother Qing, what nonsense is talking to this kind of person!"

The inch head suffered a big loss, and he was angry and out of control.

Han Dong's eyes were blank, he turned his head to look at the inch that was getting closer and closer, and the fist that had just been released was slowly clenched.

Some people are particularly disgusting, and once they get close, they make people feel the urge to hit their heads to look like a middle-aged man on the ground.

Fortunately, before he was about to do this, Zhang Qing stopped the dagger in his hand first.

Han Dong was cold: "I don't care who you are." Your people, if you dare to mess around, I don't mind killing them. ”

Ordinary people saying this may make Zhang Qing laugh out loud.

But I'm not in the mood to laugh right now.

This nosy man is unusual.

Zhang Qing didn't want to gamble on whether he would really kill Huzi.

It should be dare, it's intuition.

Zhang Qing, who was a little sober from drinking, was reluctant to lose a big one because of a small one, and said with a smile: "Brother, you have good skills, have you practiced?"

Han Dong didn't have time to answer, seeing that the situation was stable for the time being, he leaned down and probed the injured person underground to breathe.

Like a gossamer, the middle-aged man's entire body twitched unconsciously, which was extremely dangerous.

Han Dong didn't care about the blood, and patted him on the face: "Sir, the doctor will be here in a while, don't sleep! ”

The inch head regained a trace of sobriety, saw that something was wrong, glanced at Zhang Qing, and quietly stepped back.

Several other people also moved at this moment, without a trace.

Han Dong sensed the movement and guessed that these people might see that the matter was big and were about to slip away. Zhang Qing, who didn't do anything, was here to take care of it.

He glanced up: "If people die, even if a few of you can run away, you will wait for me to be a street rat in this life!"

"Believe it or not, kill me before I die!"

Inch shouted, faster than anyone else's.

I really didn't think too much about it before I started, but I didn't meet anyone who dared to on my head. After the fight, Fang regretted it a little.

He is ruthless and not stupid.

Han Dong had the intention to stop them, but after all, he gave up out of many concerns.

These people are a little weird, and they have been saved, so there is no need for him to be unwilling to make a mortal enmity with people for some reason.

The last time Min Hui's subordinates brought people to find his father, Han Dong had already realized the necessity of leaving a line for everything.

Wang Junjun came over at this time, he thought that Han Dong would definitely be beaten first, but he didn't expect to be so safe and sound, but he didn't seem to have any grudges with Zhang Qing.

The person is his current boss's boyfriend, and if he doesn't want to get out of the car, he has to think about his job.

With a smile, he took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhang Qing: "Brother Qing, it's all a family." Mr. Han is Mr. Shen's boyfriend."

Zhang Qing's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly laughed: "Han Dong!"

Wang Jun nodded: "Yes, yes, yes." You two know each other?"

Zhang Qing shook his head: "I don't know, I heard Brother Chen say this brother's name, it's a character." I've wanted to make friends. ”

Han Dong took some basic first aid measures for the injured, and then there was no other way than to wait for the ambulance to pull people.

got up, looked at the tissue handed by Zhang Qing, and ignored it.

Zhang Qing was not embarrassed, and put the tissue back in his pocket: "There is a misunderstanding, you have to say that you are Bingyun's boyfriend earlier, and we don't have to be so tense." ”

Ice clouds?

Hearing him say this, Han Dong's heart sank slightly, and he couldn't help but wonder about the specific relationship between Shen Bingyun and Zhang Qing.

It's not like she said, I've only seen a few times.

The atmosphere, very cold.

Seeing this, Wang Junjun rounded up: "Brother Qing, can you handle it by yourself?" Mr. Han has drunk a lot of wine, if not, I'll send him back first." ”

The implication in the words was obvious that he didn't see today's incident with Han Dongfei, and he didn't know.

Zhang Qing was able to comprehend and said with a smile: "Slow down on the road." ”

Seeing that Han Dong didn't move, he continued: "Brother, staying here is also a trouble for you. Looking at Bingyun's face today, it has passed. You say, it has nothing to do with you whether people live or die, right? What's more, as soon as the ambulance comes, the police will definitely arrive immediately, and there will be no trouble and a lot of trouble. ”

When the words fell, the shrill chirping of the ambulance in the distance came from far and near, and it should be a few dozen seconds to get here.

Han Dong finally looked at the injured person: "If a person dies, let alone Shen Bingyun, no one will have face." ”

Zhang Qing nodded noncommittally, and a cold light inadvertently appeared in his eyes.