The screams of their companions stopped the beating of the ruffians, and under the dim street lamp, they couldn't see Zhang Wei's dodging movements just now, and took the unlucky guy who ran in front for Zhang Wei, and beat them all over the head. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hey, look here!" Zhang Wei tugged at the ruffian boss's hair, so that the face distorted by pain was tilted up.

"Boss!"

The ruffians saw their boss kneeling on the ground, with a painful face, and hurriedly came to help, who knew that as soon as they took a step, Zhang Wei's hand became even harder, and the pain made the ruffian boss unable to hold back his screams, and grabbed Zhang Wei's arm with both hands back, trying to break free - the scalp was about to be pulled off.

"Don't worry about me, come and kill him!" the ruffian boss is still a little bloody.

"Tsk!" Zhang Wei sneered, pinched the back of the ruffian's neck with his right hand, and lifted him up with one hand, like carrying a rabbit cub.

Obviously, this scene successfully intimidated a group of younger brothers, the ruffian boss's face was flushed, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't know if it was because of pain or difficulty breathing.

Because he was much shorter than Zhang Wei, the ruffian boss was lifted to the ground: "I said, you are so vulnerable, what protection money do you charge? It looks like there are more than thirty people, and there is no serious business?"

The ruffian boss felt that his cervical spine was about to break, as if it was not a human hand that was holding the back of his neck, but a lathe in the steel factory.

A group of younger brothers are hesitating whether to rush up, after all, the boss is now a "hostage", and the eyes of the one who looks like a weasel flickered, and when he saw the boss's miserable appearance, his eyes were not worried, but faintly excited.

"Let go of our boss!" the weasel-faced guy came running with a stick, and he was very imposing, but his thin bamboo pole-like figure was really not intimidating.

"If only this flower seller could 'tear up the ticket'" This is the voice of the weasel face, if the ruffian boss is disabled, or even killed, then he will be the oldest gangster with the most qualifications in the future, but he will be the boss.

When the gangsters go out, they always need to be "out of the bird", and since the "second master" has made a move, they naturally follow, screaming and rushing over again.

"Then!" Zhang Wei shook his hand and threw the ruffian boss into the face of the weasel who ran in front, because he was thin and weak, and was directly knocked to the ground, and the younger brothers in the back were also beaten.

Zhang Wei flipped the black stick in his hand, this is the ruffian's weapon, and he decided to give these gangsters some color first, and the best way to communicate with a simple-minded tendon is a muscle.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Wei closed his eyes.

With his calmness, the five senses are completely unblocked!

Hearing, sense of smell, dynamic vision, skin and wind sense, in an instant surpassed human beings dozens of times, in front of a dozen thugs in front of the attack action, in his eyes is not the legendary "movie slow motion" - other people's movements are not "slow", just everyone's movements, strength, angle, direction, The frequency is completely mastered by him, and his brain is like a supercomputer, guiding him how to dodge sticks, where to dodge the center of gravity of each of his bodies, how to destroy their body balance in the shortest possible time, and how to hit the weakest parts of his body to make them incapacitated.

A minute later, Zhang Wei was the only one left standing at the scene.

Most people are kneeling, because every time the stick in Zhang Wei's hand lands, it is a person's knee and weakness.

In the eyes of the little gangsters, Zhang Wei's movements this time were not as fast as ghosts as when he went around behind the boss just now, and his attack speed was decent, but the strange thing was that none of the dozen of them could touch the corner of Zhang Wei's clothes, but none of Zhang Wei's attacks were unsuccessful, steady, accurate, and ruthless.

At this moment, all the bastards know that tonight is a kick on the iron plate.

Several junior high school students were lying on the ground, and Zhang Wei didn't hit them hard, but just threw them to the ground two or three times, meaning it - because he didn't feel any sense of accomplishment in bullying children.

Zhang Wei walked up to the junior high school student who threatened to kill him just now, and squatted down: "Little green hair, look at the current appearance of your boss and his minions, do you still think it's cool to come out and mingle?"

The junior high school student shook his head vigorously, his face panicked.

"Tsk, what are you shaking your head for, I want you to say it out loud, come out and mix, and then be beaten, isn't it cool?!" Zhang Wei gently pinched his face and said with a smile.

"No...... It's not cool!" the junior high school student shouted, the corners of his eyes moistened, and he was about to cry.

"And the three of you, tell me too, isn't it cool?" Zhang Wei glanced at the other three junior high school students.

"Not cool!" replied the other three, now honestly and loudly.

"Very well, you guys, get me up. Zhang Wei said.

Several students stood up as soon as they were boneless, and they didn't dare to breathe with their heads down.

"I ...... I promise not to come out in the future, I will study hard and make progress every day......!" Just spare us, big brother!"

"Are you studying hard, it's my business?" Zhang Wei patted the green hair's shoulder, "I just see that you are not dry, and your mind is incomplete, I want to give you a chance to choose again, remember, mixed society, at least you must have a skill, at least like my brother, have the strength to move bricks and do coolies, but what do you have? No diploma, no strength, no connections, no ambition, no looks, no force, no temper, nothing, then you are still a fart?"

"Big brother, we really know that we are wrong" Several junior high school students didn't know whether they really listened to it, or pretended to admit it, Zhang Wei didn't care, and saw the corner of a plastic card exposed in the pocket of the blue shirt worn by green hair, and when he pulled it out, it turned out to be a student ID.

"Oh, from Jinluo Middle School?" Zhang Wei said: "Key Middle School, well, Class 12 of three years, Hu Yuliang, the name is not bad." It's a few days before the start of school, so I have my student ID so early?"

"Brother Xie complimented, I can buy movie tickets with my student ID card at a discount," the green-haired man replied honestly.

"Well, a few of you, show me your student IDs!" Zhang Wei said to a few students next to him.

Several people obediently handed over their student IDs, they were all from the same school, and they were in the same class.

"Okay, I'll go see if you're good when I'm free, get out of here now!" Zhang Wei threw his student ID card to them and waved his hand: "I like to go shopping, I like to walk at night, if I meet you next time to do something, then I won't be so polite!" After speaking, he directly bent the black iron rod in his hand!

Several of the students' eyeballs were about to pop out, and they ran away - this man was terrifying!

Only the green-haired man didn't go away, but plucked up the courage to get closer to Zhang Wei: "Big brother, I'm ...... A few of us really don't dare in the future, but this Brother Qian is not easy to mess with, he ...... He's different from us, he's really mixed with society, you won today, but he's definitely going to get back on the field, you'd better be careful......"

Zhang Wei glanced at the green hair with some surprise, and the green hair thought that Zhang Wei was unhappy, so he turned his head and ran away in fright, and he could see that the strength to eat milk had been exerted.

"This little guy, but it reminded me" Zhang Wei smiled, and caught a glimpse of the ruffian boss touching a stick, and the cat bent his waist and crawled towards this side, as if he wanted to sneak attack, but he wanted to stop there, and a nameless fire suddenly burned to the center of his eyebrows.

Turning his head to look at the authentic ruffians kneeling on the ground: "To be honest, I've always been curious about where you live in the mixed society, let's go, take me around?"

Looking at the backs of the students running away in embarrassment just now, Zhang Wei's face was quite "kind", but this time he turned his face, and his half-open squinting eyes were as ruthless as Asura!

The black mist on his forehead, which no one could see, began to churn violently again, and he licked his lips, and the corners of his mouth grinned to an exaggerated degree, like a wolf staring at a flock of sheep: "The children are gone, now, let's play the game of 'adults'!"

One side of the Buddha, the face of the devil!