He pulled the door open and pulled the bloodied taxi driver down.

"What the fuck are you driving?"

Although the taxi driver was taller and stronger than him, when he saw that the other party was driving a Ferrari, he didn't want to cause more trouble, accompanied by a smiling face, and said daoqian. At this time, a young man also got out of the Mercedes next to him, the man was five big and three thick, he walked up to the taxi driver in anger, grabbed the taxi driver's head, and punched him a few times.

The taxi driver, who was already bleeding from his head, was now beaten so hard that he was lying on the ground at once. The man didn't seem to be relieved, and kicked his leather shoe a few times.

At this time, Xiao Lin, who was sitting in the back row, had also woken up, and was very angry when he saw this scene, just now it was clear that the Mercedes-Benz and Ferrari were racing, and the Mercedes-Benz accidentally hit the taxi in order to overtake, and the Ferrari in front suddenly braked when he heard the violent collision behind him, but he was hit hard by the taxi on the butt. But now it seems that the situation is reversed, and the one who is wrong is very arrogant and beats innocent victims with all his might.

Xiao Lin was also strong-blooded, and rushed up all of a sudden, grabbing the strong young man: "Obviously, you hit people first, and the wicked people sue first." ”

The strong young man suddenly shook off Xiao Lin's hand: "Who the fuck are you, you want to be a hero here, take care of Lao Tzu's affairs, how many heads do you have." The tone of his speech was very arrogant.

After all, Xiao Lin is also a young man, and his blood is strong, he raised his eyebrows and said coldly to the strong young man: "I don't care who you are, this is a society that teaches the law, not how you want to come." ”

The colorful young man laughed on the side: "You kid is stupid to read, let me tell you, he is the son of the secretary of the municipal party committee, in Jichang City, he is the king of the law, he can come as he comes, you go while you are early." ”

Xiao Lin was still strong-blooded, but when he heard that he was the son of the secretary of the municipal party committee, he wilted all of a sudden, he was just a clerk in trainees, and his life was still in the hands of others? Why should you argue with others, although I can't get used to it, I can't do anything about it.

Seeing Xiao Lin's appearance, the two showed contemptuous ridicule. Next, they kicked the taxi driver several more times, and the taxi driver lay there, motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or fainted.

Seeing this, the colorful young man's heart was a little empty, and he couldn't help but whisper: "Zhao He, look at how the driver is motionless, it won't be dead." Let's go. ”

"Cut, go, why, if you go, who will accompany the car. I think he is pretending to be eighty percent, even if he is dead, what does it matter, there is nothing he can't do in Jichang. Zhao He, the son of the secretary of the municipal party committee, didn't care about the authenticity.

As he spoke, he kicked the taxi driver again, but the taxi driver remained motionless and looked dead. Zhao He scolded and turned around to get in the car and leave.

At this moment, Fang Chen's cold voice sounded: "What? So you want to go. ”

Zhao He, the son of the secretary of the municipal party committee, turned around and said nonchalantly: "Why is there another nosyman, didn't you hear what I said just now?" ”

Zhao He is arrogant, but he is not a fool, if Fang Chen came in a high-end car, he might have restrained himself, but the other party came by taxi, if he had money and shili, he would not take a taxi, so he didn't take it seriously.

Fang Chen said coldly: "I heard that you are the son of the secretary of the municipal party committee, but even if this is the case, how can it be so easy for you to give up if you beat people like this." ”

Zhao He walked up to Fang Chen, took out a stack of banknotes, and threw them on Fang Chen's face: "I thought what you wanted to do?" Isn't it just to make some money? Give it to you, even if this 10,000 yuan is cheaper for you, if you still can't stop your mouth, be careful to make you a piece. ”

Fang Chen had seen arrogance, but he had never seen such arrogance. He looked at Zhao He coldly and said, "Okay, I'm going to see what you can do to make me do it together." ”

"Damn, there are really people who are not afraid of death." Zhao He moved his muscles and bones, and there was a crackling sound in his muscles and bones. This Zhao He is not only so arrogant because he is the son of the secretary of the municipal party committee, but also because of his good skills. Zhao He was frail and sickly since he was a child, and sought medical treatment in many ways to no avail, and later met a monk, and the monk instructed Zhao He to send Zhao He to Shaolin Temple to raise for a period of time, which may be helpful. Zhao He's family is also a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and the result is as the monk said, after practicing in Shaolin Temple for ten years, Zhao He is not only physically strong, but also has a good skill. Therefore, it is more important to show off its military power in the local area.

Zhao He swung a straight fist at Fang Chen, and the strength of his punch was hundreds of catties, so he believed that as long as this punch could send away the annoying person in front of him. But what I didn't expect was that I was about to hit Fang Chen, but the result was crooked. Zhao He didn't understand for a while, did he miss his fist, or what was going on?

He threw another quick punch, this time with even more force, almost using the strength of his own milk. But it's off again, the first punch he will think it's a coincidence, but he is also a person who has practiced, and the second punch knows that this is definitely not a coincidence.

"How can you dare to be arrogant at this level." When Zhao He punched for the third time, Fang Chen gently slapped and blocked. Zhao He screamed as if he had been hit on an iron plate.

Fang Chen ignored Zhao He, but walked straight to the taxi driver's side, bent down, picked up a small piece of debris on the ground, and flicked it lightly, hitting Zhao He's body, Zhao He immediately felt his limbs numb, and then he couldn't move.

Zhao He knew that he had met a master, and such a master was afraid that the master of his Shaolin Temple would not be able to look at the back of his neck. Only then did he know that he was afraid, and he asked in a trembling voice, "You, what do you want to do?" ”

Fang Chen said coldly: "I don't want to do anything, I still have dirty hands when I beat you, I just want to hand you over to the police and let them deal with it." As he spoke, he put one hand on the taxi driver's pulse. The taxi driver was obviously just seriously injured and kicked by Zhao He, so he fainted for a while, and there was still a faint pulse moving.

Fang Chen injected a gentle True Qi into the taxi driver's body, and the taxi driver finally opened his eyes slowly. "I, am I not dead?" This is the first thing the taxi driver said when he opened his eyes. When he knew that he was fine, he laughed and shouted thank God and thank him. "Thank heaven and earth, I am old and young, and I must not have an accident."

Fang Chen patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, but the car may be broken." "When I saw that the car was broken, I couldn't help but feel worried, my car was nothing, a Mercedes-Benz, a Ferrari, if it was up to me, it would be impossible for him to lose if he sold it. At that moment, a siren sounded from far and near.