Wu Zhiwen used neither light nor heavy force, so that he would not beat them to death, but it was just enough that they could not get up.

"You six little shrimps and crabs, why are you blocking Lao Tzu's way?

Now Huang Maozi was stunned, MD, why is this script different? I just took out my machete, and my domineering spirit was just revealed, but instead of birding myself, people beat all my subordinates down, leaving only a bare-bones commander.

"You, you ......" Huang Maozi held an iron knife in his hand, his eyes were about to pop out, although he was not so frightened that he trembled, but there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

"How did you come out and mix it up? It's so scared?" Wu Zhiwen exhaled a puff of cigarette and slowly walked towards the yellow-haired boy, asking teasingly.

"I ,......" Huang Maozi trembled with fright, but he came back to his senses and shouted: "You, boy, you messed with someone you shouldn't mess with, do you know who my boss is?"

"Oh, who is your boss, is it amazing?" Wu Zhiwen said with a smile.

"Yes, yes...... If you dare to hit me, he will definitely pick your skin!"

"Oh, how many younger brothers does he have, how much territory?" Wu Zhiwen's heart moved, but he became interested and asked. Huang Maozi thought he was afraid, and suddenly perked up, and said fiercely: "Even Brother Qiang doesn't know, it scares you to death when he says it, the entire Eastern District is his territory, and the brothers are at least three or four hundred ......."

"Oh, it seems a little interesting, take me to see it!" Wu Zhiwen finished smoking a cigarette, threw away the cigarette butt, and said.

"Nima, what? What are you...... What are you trying to do like this? His eyes lit up, like a child seeing some novel toy!" Huang Maozi saw his expression, and he scolded in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, but the confidence he had just mentioned about Brother Qiang was completely discharged, and he actually asked weakly: "What...... Where are you going?"

As soon as Wu Zhiwen stretched out his hand, he snatched his iron knife and threw it on the ground, and then slapped him in the face and said, "Look, now that I beat you, what should I do?"

Huang Maozi covered his face and said stupidly: "What, how...... What to do?"

"Damn, look for your strong brother, stupid ×!"

The yellow haired boy who slapped his head was dizzy, and he also lost the little courage he had left. He had never encountered such a thing, even if he had lost a fight before, who would dare not give face to the name of Brother Qiang? But today this is? Is this bumping into a high school student? He couldn't help but look at the student in front of him again.

Dressed in a dusty school uniform, his hair was not trimmed much, and it was long and messy. The face looks immature, and no matter how you look at it, it's just an ordinary student. It's just that the occasional light in his eyes is so breathtaking.

"Okay, you have a kind, I'll take you there!, don't regret it!?" Huang Maozi gritted his teeth, endured his already messy mood, and turned to leave.

"How about the two of you? Do you want to follow and see, or lie on this concrete floor and pretend to be dead?" Wu Zhiwen kicked Daniel Zhang and Wang Lin in the ass once, and the two were embarrassed to play dead again, and got up with a grunt. Thinking that Wu Zhiwen would be repaired by Huang Maozai's boss, the two of them became excited, but they didn't dare to do anything for the time being, they just glanced at Wu Zhiwen complicatedly, covered their red and swollen faces, and followed closely behind Huang Maozai.

Wu Zhiwen turned his head and saw that the six thugs who had just been beaten by himself also covered their faces and stood up, and also beckoned to them and said, "You all come, right?" Those people were startled, those slaps just now almost knocked them out, and now they are a little vague and dizzy when they get up. However, they are all the younger brothers of Huang Maozai, and since Huang Maozi is in front, they will follow from a distance.

As soon as he walked out of the alley, Wu Zhiwen shouted: "Hey, Huang Maozai, how troublesome is it to walk like this? Hurry up and take two taxis, let's go quickly!"

Huang Maozi was helpless, Nima, is this what he looks like to find a fight? Is this still a little scared? He had no choice but to stretch out his hand on the side of the road with his head stuffed and hail a taxi, Wu Zhiwen motioned for Huang Maozai to sit in the co-pilot, and he sat in the back. Daniel Zhang and Wang Lin and the others did not dare to sit with him, but they wanted to see him repaired, and eight people called two more cars to follow behind.

Huang Maozai sat in the car and said loudly to the driver: "Go to the Dynasty Club!" After speaking, he turned his head and showed a contemptuous look at Wu Zhiwen behind him. Wu Zhiwen smiled at him and leisurely looked at the vehicles on the road outside the car window.

Dynasty Entertainment Club is the most luxurious entertainment club in the eastern district of Q City, integrating fitness and health entertainment, and there are many ways that cannot be said on the surface, and everyone knows it. The taxi driver is also a sensible person, and when he saw that Huang Maozai's cheeks were red and swollen, he was quite suspicious, but he didn't dare to ask more. About thirty minutes later, the two of them were sent to the gate of the Dynasty Entertainment Club, and said to Huang Maozai: "Twenty-seven yuan, thank you!"

Huang Maozi was in an unhappy mood, and after getting out of the car, he glared and said, "Damn, what money does Lao Tzu want to take the car? Get out!"

The taxi driver glanced at him, but didn't dare say more. Wu Zhiwen smiled from the car and said, "Huang Mao, give the money quickly......"

"Give your mother......" Huang Maozi arrived here, but he became angry again, completely forgetting the fear just now, and opened his mouth and began to scold. However, he only scolded two words, and before the third word came out, there was a crisp sound of "pop", and Wu Zhiwen, who was still in the car just now, suddenly arrived in front of him for some reason, and a slap sealed his mouth in time. Huang Maozi stumbled, sat on the ground, opened his mouth and spit out five or six teeth, the nosebleed and the blood in his mouth mixed together, and the pain made him scream and couldn't speak.

"I asked you to give money, what nonsense are you talking about?" Wu Zhiwen hit him very hard this time, and his face sank. He stepped forward, lifted the collar of the yellow haired boy, picked him up like a chicken, took out his wallet from his pocket, drew two red bills, and threw them into the taxi.

The driver was surprised and delighted, didn't dare to say anything, stepped on the accelerator and hurried away.

Wu Zhiwen threw Huang Maozi to the ground and said, "Hurry up and call Xiao Qiangqiang to come out!"

Huang Maozi dared to talk nonsense, so he quickly took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket and dialed the number. Wu Zhiwen didn't bother to listen to what they said, lit a cigarette and took a puff. It's not that he has a smoking addiction, it's just that there was no such thing in the world before, and after trying to smoke it a few times in the past few days, I feel that the smell of this cigarette is slightly choking, and it has become a small hobby.

"Who dares to make trouble in the Green Wolf Society Dynasty Club?" As soon as he finished making a phone call, more than a dozen big men in black rushed out from the door of the club, and four or five people roared loudly. In fact, when Wu Zhiwen hit Huang Maozi just now, he was seen by the four guards, but they saw that Daniel Zhang and Wang Lin walked down from the car behind them, and there were quite a lot of people, and the enemy and I were unknown, so they just reported it and did not immediately welcome it out.

"Tsk, it seems that you didn't explain the situation to him, it's really troublesome!" Wu Zhiwen had a cigarette butt in his mouth, and without waiting for these people to approach, he immediately rushed over, one in his left hand and one in his right hand, only a dozen times, and each of these dozen big men was slapped in the face, and they fell to the ground and shouted.