Meng Xiangang was better, after all, he was wearing clothes, and he played some protective role, but his body was covered with soup and water, and he looked a little wolf; And the tattooed young man with his bare upper body was out of luck. The hot soup fell on his body, and suddenly there was a sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling, jumping vigorously and wiping his body with both hands.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" The old lady got up from the ground in a hurry, apologized vigorously, and hurriedly took a piece of paper, wanting to help the tattooed young man wipe off the soup on his body.

"Fuck off! Old stuff! The tattooed young man was already angry and had nowhere to vent, and the old lady came over like this, just giving him a chance to vent.

Syllable!

The tattooed young man slapped the old lady in the face.

The poor old lady is already in her sixties, how can she withstand the slap of this tattooed young man, who is powerful and hateful? Immediately fell to the ground by this slap!

"Old thing, don't you have eyes?" The tattooed young man was angry and walked over to kick the old lady with his foot.

"Big brother, big brother, forget it!" Meng Xiangang hurriedly grabbed the tattooed youth, "She didn't mean it!" ”

"Give me less!" The tattooed young man slapped Meng Xiangang's face with a backhand, and immediately stunned him, looking at the tattooed young man in disbelief.

"Little bunny, what are you? Give you a few good faces, you really think you're on an equal footing with me, don't you? I sue you, no one can stop me from hitting whoever Lao Tzu wants to beat! Whoever dares to stop me, I will beat me together! "The tattooed young man turned his face and didn't recognize anyone.

Meng Xian just covered his face and looked at the tattooed young man with shame and anger.

"What do you see? Not convinced, isn't it? The tattooed young man pointed at Meng Xiangang viciously, "If you hadn't asked Lao Tzu to come here to eat, would you have scalded Lao Tzu?" What a bad luck! Saying that, he was like crazy, overturned a table next to him, and at the end, he was still a little puzzled, flew up violently, kicked Meng Xiangang in the lower abdomen, and scolded: "Hurry up and give the protection money to Lao Tzu tomorrow, one penny less, I will go to your school every day to beat you!" ”

Meng Xian just took a few steps back, tears appeared in his eyes, he wanted to resist but couldn't muster up the courage, so he could only swallow his anger and whispered: "Big, big brother, I know." ”

Seeing this, a few people next to him stood up and shouted to check out and leave.

Zuo Jian slapped the table and stood up.

"Is that you?" Meng Xiangang heard his voice, his heart was shocked, and he looked over.

"What are you?" The tattooed young man glanced at Zuo Jian, and when he saw that he was thin, he immediately began to go crazy, "You dare to scold me, I see that you are an old birthday star who eats arsenic-you are impatient!" Saying that, he was aggressive, and strode towards Zuojian.

The old lady struggled to get up from the ground, "Young man, don't, don't fight. ”

"Auntie, don't worry." Zuo Jiangang said a word, and the tattooed young man had already bullied him in front of him and punched him in the face.

Zuo Jian didn't blink his eyes, and he also punched out.

Compared to the two, Zuo Jian's speed was faster, his strength was greater, and he was simple and crisp, and he punched the tattooed young man's fist!

A soft click!

The tattooed young man felt a sharp pain in his hand, trembled all over, as if he had been electrocuted, and retracted his hand in a hurry.

Zuo Jian was unforgiving, and he slapped it with a lightning slap, "This time it's a sue to you, you must respect the old and love the young!" "Although Zuo Jian's figure is slightly thin, his explosive power is extremely amazing, as if his body contains explosives, once ignited, it will burst out with unparalleled terrifying power!

With a snap, half of the tattooed young man's face instantly swollen, his brain buzzed, he was dizzy, as if he was drunk, and his body involuntarily tilted to the side.

However, Zuo Jian didn't intend to let him go so simply, and his backhand was another slap on the other side of the tattooed youth's face!

After two slaps, the cheeks on both sides of the tattooed young man were high and swollen, and they completely turned into a pig's head, and his eyes were confused and dazed, and he couldn't distinguish between southeast and northwest.

Immediately, Zuo Jian had a beautiful high whip leg and kicked heavily on the tattooed youth's head. With a bang, the tattooed young man fell straight to the ground.

In the past few times, the rabbit has risen and fallen, and before others can react, Zuo Jian has already solved the battle neatly.

The old lady trembled with fright, "Little, young man, you didn't beat him to death, did you?" Her voice trembled.

"Don't worry, Auntie!" Zuo Jian unceremoniously raised his foot, stepped on the face of the tattooed youth, stepped hard, and instantly the tattooed youth let out a miserable howl, and the other intact hand subconsciously grabbed Zuo Jian's calf.

Bang!

Zuo Jian flexibly raised his foot, kicked his hand away, and immediately, stepped on his face again, "How is it?" Isn't it nice to be beaten? I look down on you scum the most, bullying the elderly, what kind of ability is it? Phew! He spat and spit on the tattooed young man's body, his eyes turned, and fell on Meng Xiangang's body in the distance, with a straight face, and said coldly: "Meng Xiangang, come here!" ”

Meng Xiangang's heart trembled, and in an instant, he remembered something again, a resentful light shot out of his eyes, and he said coldly: "Surnamed Zuo, what do you want to do?" Do you want to fight with me? ”

In an instant, a surge of anger surged in Zuo Jian's heart, looking at Meng Xiangang's appearance, Zuo Jian couldn't wait to drag him over and beat him violently. Taking a deep breath, he hated iron and said, "Look at what kind of people you are with?" I only bully the elderly and students, such people, calling them scum, I think it's just insulting the word scum! With a force under his feet, the tattooed young man couldn't help but scream again, "Such a person can only be described by words like brutes!" ”

"Who am I with, and what does it have to do with you?" Meng Xiangang said stiffly: "Who are you?" What rights and qualifications do I have? Isn't it that when my mother was sick and hospitalized, did you pay for my mother's medical treatment? Do you think you're qualified to interfere in my life by giving our family a few dollars? ”

Zuo Jian felt that his hands were trembling, he turned his face and stopped looking at Meng Xiangang, for fear that he would not be able to hold back the anger in his heart and beat him half to death, "Meng Xiangang, you are still in school, the most important thing is to study hard, not to fool around with these messy people, if you continue like this, it will only harm you." You ......" he hesitated for a moment, and said dejectedly: "Hurry back to school!" ”

"Humph!" Meng Xiangang snorted disdainfully, turned around, and walked away quickly.

Zuo Jian vented all the anger in his heart on the tattooed young man's body, squatted down, grabbed his hair hard, and said with a hideous face: "Do you want to die or live?" ”

The tattooed young man let out a miserable howl, gasped hard, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he said stiffly: "If you have the ability, you will kill me today, or I will kill you tomorrow!" ”

"Good!" Zuo Jian grinned, "I'm sorry, I'm very timid and afraid of death, so I can only kill you." As he spoke, he picked up a brick from the ground and smashed it on the tattooed youth's face like lightning!

Bang!

The tattooed young man's aching body curled up in a ball, rolling from side to side, his hands covering his face, and letting out an inhuman scream, his appearance made the guests at the next table tremble, as if it had been smashed on their faces.

Zuo Jian smiled and pulled the tattooed young man's hand away, and before he could react, he once again unceremoniously imprinted a brick on his face!

"Brother, big brother, I, I was wrong." The tattooed young man's sore nose and tears were blurred, and when he saw Zuo Jian once again lifting the brick high and trying to smash it down, he finally collapsed, "You spare me, I won't dare next time." ”

"Begging for mercy so soon?" Zuo Jian smiled, like a devil laughing in the eyes of the tattooed youth, he said: "Do you know, you begged for mercy so quickly, it really makes me very tricky, I'm thinking, if your bones are very hard, should I put you on a tiger chair, or ten fingers through the heart, or?" ”

As he spoke, Zuo Jian glanced at the tattooed young man's body with bad intentions.

"Well, well!" Zuo Jian clapped his hands, but unexpectedly, this action caused the tattooed young man to misunderstand again, "Big brother, big brother, don't fight, I really know that I am wrong." ”

"With your guts, you still come out to mix with society?" A smile appeared on the corner of Zuo Jian's mouth, and he shook his head, a trace of shame flashed in the tattooed young man's eyes, and he didn't dare to speak.

"Hurry up and apologize to this aunt."

The tattooed young man stood up with pain and whispered to the old lady, "I'm sorry Auntie......"

Zuo Jian's face stiffened, interrupting him, "Call grandma!" ”

“…… Grandma, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Please forgive me! ”

The old lady has lived all her life, suffered countless grievances, and has never heard such a formal apology, so she panicked, shook her head uneasily and said, "No, no need to apologize, you go!" ”

The tattooed young man was like Meng Dahe, and when he turned around, he wanted to slip away, but Zuo Jian grabbed him and sneered: "What? Just want to leave? You see, because of your savings, my aunt lost at least a thousand yuan tonight, don't you plan to make up for this loss? ”